Niklas Anderson's Blog

My Personal Echo Chamber

It is not that all views, all religions, all beliefs are equally valuable. They are not equally correct, or equally effective or appropriate.

It is that they, assuming we share in kind a core, material reality however chaotic it may be, are converging upon some shared central point.

These spirals move towards a point never touching; Only superficially appearing to overlap.

All doctrines and all faiths are a means to an end: That end is the marriage of our personal nature with the rest of it.

The ends do not touch in the end, it only infinitely approaches. It would be a minimization of everything human if it did; All of life, memorable at least, is the product of conflict and sacrifice.

There most likely is no central point. The central point likely spirals on its own, the averaging of our collective and uncultured selves towards a shifting and expanding nature. A spiral within a spiral; Let us leave everything at two dimensions.

Part of good writing is knowing when to stop, and let the mind wander.

Reading your own writing, particularly years after, is like smelling your own feces.

The average American reads Karl Marx much like they read Bible: They read badly.

Searching between words they skip across, wondering how they can use this text to feel like they are not failures, looking for a rationale for crucifying and attacking other human beings.

It is not the failure of conservatives, or liberals. It is an American failure; We read badly to rationalize behaving badly.

“Here are the reasons I should hate all those who [don't] believe in this.”

Impressed upon the mind through pain, the deepest memories are of the worst things that have happened to us.

The worst things that have happened to us are not painful simply because they happened. But remain painful because we feel that we deserve what happened to us.

The mind searches for a lesson where very few can be found; fear grows out of a dissatisfaction of this need. Like picking at a scab, the mind reopens wounds to alleviate an immediate discomfort by searching for what is not there.

Accepting that having reasons to blame yourself is not evidence of singular fault. A person does not choose who they are, that they are born, and among whom they are born. We are products of things only beyond our control, and we do not control our failures.

We only believe in free will if we want to claim the right to blame and punish. The better of us reserves that right for against ourselves. The best of us realize that we are our own persecutors.

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“Christian”

Does the “Christian” deserve to have its identity smeared by quotations?

Or is it “Christianity” that deserves to have itself mocked similarly?

Whichever way. Few would argue that the name of Christ needs any encasement, other than that of full respect and honor.

Christ looked up to the sky, crucified in the desert of Israel, “Father, why have you forsaken me?” He spoke on behalf on all of his followers, following him many centuries after, who had been forced to abandon their most essential beliefs out of necessity.

The Christian, under pressure of material pressures, is enjoined with Christ, declaring: “It is us who deserves God and is abandoned by him. And he has forsaken us as he has forsaken himself as Christ.” These persecutors are beyond loving.

Christ pushes his legs against the nails between the bones of his feet, pressing up and splitting the muscles of his feet up to his ankles; His conscience condemned him to this, and his nature is condemned by the entirety of society.

The Christian is left feeling validated by its repudiation and rejection by reality and society. His unfitness is vindication, the evidence of weakness and failure is evidence of the living Christ.

Reality has its way breaking the skin of our mind, body and conscience.

And we have our own way believing that such pain is evidence our own exemption from reality; Pain is evidence of our greatness. It can be said that the few who see no distinction between their own suffering and the greatness of love they feel for all, are the most deserving of God's love.

It is those few who have abandoned the God within their own skin and bones. It is within the flesh of others they are acknowledged and deserving.

The liberals mistake diversity as good in its own right. Failing to understand the best of societies not only seek to be diverse in practice, but fully expand their own self image to enable others to live their truest selves in a way that they contribute to the whole body politic.

Liberals tolerate out of a loss of direction and lack of will, they idolize their own lack of standards. This is done without a sense that those who are “tolerated” can contribute to the general direction and good, but to the very idea of Good itself. All better cultures are the combined goods of its ancestral cultures.

“Integration” is a conservatives bullshit term for domination and subversion of everything that is distinct in something “foreign” and different. “Your skin must be a vessel for our 'better culture'.”

Integration, without quotations, is a hosts ability to extend and adjust its own understanding of itself to accommodate new points of view. It allows itself to be criticized and improved upon by those who are “foreign.”

Dislike of diversity is a disdain for growth, as all growth is necessarily painful.

The final mistake of liberals: to think that the disdain for growth is an invalid belief or point of view.

Hell exists.

And it is made of “Christians.”