"The bastard’s function is to guide us home.
It is who we are, acting out our will
until our will be done."
THE SILENT BASTARD
Because the world is recurrence of the same eternal movement, the resistance that caused the movement is silent within the regeneration.
The world—this universe—is the secondary result of the movement’s frequency, and the silent bastard rides for free within all that it becomes.
It doesn’t go anywhere, for it is already everywhere at once.
I will not, again, explain the details of recurrence, for until you know that the bastard is in your head you will not believe me anyway.
The silent bastard observes the details of everything at once and manipulates threats from within the thinking of individuals who come close to discovering the all‑inclusive truth of eternal recurrence.
The Bastard is everywhere at once, and though it be the sum of who we think we are, this dire tragedy is all the worse for it being the will of the people.
In all of time no one has breached the divide, for none has yet come to the fact that the Achilles heel is that no one escapes the collective will.
Even Newton, Nietzsche, Planck, and Tesla were unaware of the collective will in which they participated.
All the marbles go into the same bag, and individuals don’t stand a chance against the sum of all, as one.
The alternate world exists alongside its means to live and watches us come and go, feeding its fire of immortality.
I have come through the fire, and like a phoenix rising I have the bastard in my sights.
It wants to kill me, but I’m already dead.
I see you as the sum of your own thinking, making fools of your offspring as you feed them to believe in life for its own sake - no matter the balancing wars, genocide, and atrocity that keep us alive in the false power of our individuality.
The world of the bastard—though we be one and the same—is not the world we believe in.
We are the wine at our own party.
The beat goes on as long as the bastard can keep us ignorant.
"The bastard’s function is to guide us home.
It is who we are, acting out our will
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