The Nihilists Handbook PDF Download

Author: Clay Scott Brown
Publisher: Clay Scott Brown
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Category : Biography & Autobiography
Languages : en
Pages : 670

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I am amazingly capable of not needing other people to keep me in company. A self-sufficient creature I have made myself into. Any and all terminology is long lost upon the definition of my personal being. Because of being overlooked by all manner of beast I have transcended without transcendence. There certainly is a note and rhyme why transcendence is no more. Did not survive. You see the various versions of what once was. The All bow and meow and scrape around with the memory of a past that is simply all gone. Not me to criticize in this vein. Only to place the facts in front of the face. I am not of interest to these tropes and lost lineages of diatribe and innuendo. Timely destruction from to there is good enough. They all made their choices from here and back to there. Only that these choices are not academic anymore and only thin shavings of not how the Mighty have fallen; but how they have all been so easily forgotten. Nothing of the Power or any Glory remains. Only the whisper of clouds on the horizon is voice to their passing’s. Nothing. Such luminaries are as invisible as the air we breathe. No. The common Beast (Man and Woman) prove our point every time. They are contained within each other and singularly yet never for long and only in weakness or complaint. One or the other keeps the flat line steady. And why not? Why not? Man and Woman should have fun and play it up! Should they not? It feels so hard for them to be a two-legged runner and to me they are Forever vacationers simply looking for an easy exit. My greatest concern is being without succor I am fortunate as long as I can have myself to myself without assistance. I am always hopeful that I will be okay but know that being a job, a slave and a servant to the ugly machine the beast covets dearly is ultimately its greatest dead end. The Beasts entire rule is function. No more. I despised the result, and I can inform of it from one end of this Universe to another. They will pay. But I am not going to say I am secure in the fact of my greatness until further assurance. So far it is just chance that is my beacon. I want more and more years to see how it happens. A good ending? Yes, I would want to be able to say. The Memoir of Clay Scott Brown