If you're fatigued by everything: The fix

It's by design. It's how they want you. Don't give it to them.

I have been saying this in multiple long-form ways for years now. Perhaps, I need to broaden my audience by making it concise and to the point. So here it is in 3 simple bullet points, that I will expand on below for those of you who can read more than a paragraph before some shiny new notification on your self-hypnotising palm-device flits you away and you forget to stop being a zombie.

• It’s not a coincidence. Your fatigue of all politics, all AI, all new ideas, all the various “solutions” you’re supposed to do to be healthy, successful, in love, married, be a good parent, have plenty of money, and on, and on, and on, is all exactly how they want you. Tired of it all. And you are. We all are.

• There is ALMOST no solution to it because they have truly fucked with reality to a degree where anything can be a lie, all video and photos can be faked, every absurd political ideology is bullshit and at every turn just trying to survive is too tiring to even THINK about going out, making friends, connecting with people, it’s all too tiring… Except, there IS a solution, but it’s counter-intuitive.

• You need to shut off from the world even MORE in order to re-discover reality, a reality that is unshakable, real, present and does not shift under your feet like quicksand. A reality you can RELY on to stay the same and not shock you, confuse you, or lie to you.

That’s it. Three steps.

1. Understand the problem, it’s not you, it’s what’s been done to you.

2. Take responsibility to get out from under it. This is not a raw willpower by sheer mental strength issue. This is a willingness to SEE the reality of the problem first of all. On some level you already know a lot of this, but you probably don’t know HOW it affects you, and WHY it makes you so apathetic.

3. The fix. the thing that will RE-ENERGISE you. The fix that will heal the confusion, the apathy, the weakness you feel entering your bones and your inability to care enough to do anything about it.

Even so, even spelt out in simple words, many of you will fail. Many of you will remain zombified and continue doom-scrolling Substack, this very blog, TikTok, and ultimately your very life; doomscrolling it right into the shitter with not even a whimper. Just a sign of nothingness, an exhaustion of the soul.

There is nothing I can do about that, and perhaps it really is best such people just become the mouldy couch potato they are. They are the real carbon tax; stealing oxygen that could be put to better use for the growth of moss. Reindeer eat moss, and reindeer are at least pretty and inoffensive, unlike most humans.

But assuming you are not one of them, here are the three bullet-points spelt out in more detail.

It is not you. It’s them, and this is how they do it.

They brainwash you on every channel available. Constantly. They sell you and lies and fake ideology and trannyfagism of all kinds. Maybe you even bought into it and are “transitioning” your kids, and may God burn you alive if you are.

They feed you poison and call it food.

They chemtrail the whole planet.

They made you believe “democracy” is “best” instead of it being a demon-o-cracy.

They made you believe all violence is bad.

They made you believe all the ancient heroes were gay or evil.

They made you believe that fake, made out of thin air fiat money has some intrinsic value, and the whole world runs on it, and it does, absurd as it is.

They made you believe “medicine” is fixing nature.

They made you believe nature is bad, and artificial and fake is good.

And above all they scare you. All the time. In a million ways.

You need more money. And you don’t have enough.

You need more fame. And no one knows you even live and breathe.

You need more, more, more,¹ and you keep feeling less and less and less.²

They make you believe all women are gold-digging whores and all men are useless betas or bastard fuckbois.

They make you think children are a problem instead of a joy.

They make you believe diversity is strength instead of it being rapy invasion and undeclared war.

They make you believe every race except whites have a right to self-determinacy, protected class, and victim status.

They make you believe all violence is bad.

They make you believe normal, correct, male behaviour and responses is “toxic” and that female hyper sexuality is a net good regardless of consequences.

They make you think “being happy” and “finding yourself” is all-important and your inalienable “human right”.

They make you believe men can be women and vice versa and that sex should be called gender so they can then claim that sex is a social construct instead of a biological unalterable reality.

They pervert language, facts, objective reality and make everything “relative” so they can feed you the lie that “everyone has their own truth” instead of the reality that there is an objective reality that has ZERO concern with how you feel about it.

This is what happens in your mind

All of the above (an much more) serves to keep you in a constant state of confusion and fear, which makes you fragile and extremely susceptible to suggestion (hypnosis and altered states of consciousness that can effectively re-write aspects of your behaviour and personality). In such a state people will almost invariably gravitate towards the path of least resistance. The psychological weight/stress of all the above makes any kind of rebellion even more difficult and heavy and so people will choose the “easy way out instead”. Instead of using cash (you need to go get it out, you get charged a fee for doing so, etc.) you start to use digital money on your mobile phone. Instead of ripping out geopositioning technology in your car, and the ability for it to be remotely controlled you acquiesce to the ease of having an integrated GPS and a technocratic embedding of technology you don’t understand in everything you use for “convenience”. Neither you nor the people who literally designed the AI know how or why it does what it does, but you nevertheless trust it to guide your life choices in everything from what food to eat to how to relate to your wife/husband.

In short, you enslave yourself, always taking the “easier” path, and never having the will, the staying power, the time, and resources to “rebel” or “fight back” or at least merely say “No”.

This is what you need to happen instead in your mind

You need to have enough energy to say “No.” To rebel. To become self-sufficient and not even need fiat “money”. You need to have enough energy to take action at the local level of government, academia, and practical effects of your local community.

You need to have enough drive and passion to use the same nepotism the demon-crats, liberals, activist faggots, and above all carpet-bagging Jews used to hijack every government, and other structure of modern society, and reverse the trend by putting in sane people with policies and laws and actions that protect the local community, the native tribe, and the members of your specific ethnic and religious tribe.

In order to GET that energy you need to reconnect with reality, and the only reality that you can be sure is real today is the one directly and physically in front of your eyes that you can physically interact with. Anything remote is digitalised and therefore open to total fraud, fakery and gayness. Do in the physical, real, in front of you.

This is how you get it

First of all, stop telling me (yourself) how this will not work.

Secondly, stop telling me (yourself) all the reasons why you think it will not work.

Thirdly, stop asking me (yourself) all the reasons why it should/might/will work. You don’t know the answers, and you will not know the answers even after this has worked in most cases. You don’t need to know the answers. You can find out the answers AFTER you do the things if you really want.

Fourthly, stop telling me (yourself) that you need “proof” it works before you try/buy/do it. You don’t. You need to act, not examine anything. Not “think about it” not “evaluate it”. You have been conditioned to over-analyse anything as an excuse not to DO anything, remember? Your oh-so-careful-intellectual-masturbation will not move you an iota towards the doing. In most cases, your lazy-ass brain will convince you that you are smarter than me/this/all of it, and you don’t need to do the things and/or you have a better way of doing them (which involves NOT doing them).

Fifth, and most important: recognise you are a brainwashed survivor. You are still brainwashed. You don’t know how to get out of it. You don’t know shit. You stumbled onto this blog by blind luck, divine providence, or some random coincidence, and IF you simply follow the steps below, you will begin to clear your head of all the confusion, all the fear, all the loneliness (even if you might still be alone, you will not be for much longer, and you will in any case begin to appreciate the alone-time as useful time to get better while you DO the things).

The thing you need to do

It’s really just ONE thing, but it can be reinforced in million ways, and it is this:

You need to reconnect with reality. Which means doing physical things. In the physical world, with your hands, with real people. Interacting face to face (it doesn’t matter if they are all still zombies, so where you, and a few may be occasionally half-awake). It sounds stupid, but it’s not. Any/all of the following things will do:

1. LEAVE YOUR PHONE BEHIND

Then go do stuff. Go for a walk in the park or a forest. Notice natural things. Observe. Ignore and reject the separation-from-my-puppet-master-device anxiety. It will be strong at first. LEAVE YOUR PHONE AT HOME. Learn to read a map in paper form. Pick flowers. Go to a gun range. Take up martial arts, ballet, modern dance, archery, yoga, train to be a trapeze artist, it doesn’t matter what, pick a skill/hobby/thing that you can do WITHOUT NEEDING A PHONE ON YOU. And do it. Make it something you are truly interested in or that exited you and is FUN. Forget utility, forget “efficiency” forget if it’s “useful”. Take up swimming, take up something that gets you to move your body, and ideally interact with other people WHERE YOU DO NOT NEED OR USE OR HAVE ON YOU a phone. It can be a weekly game of role-playing with your friends. It can be learning to throw axes, it doesn’t matter, pick something YOU want to do. And DO it. And oh, one thing: LEAVE YOUR PHONE BEHIND. And leave it behind EVERY time you do it. Ideally it’s something so interesting and fun you do it every day. Even if only 30 minutes, 10 minutes, is even something, but ideally it’s something that gets you out of the house and AWAY FORM YOUR PHONE. Notice the discomfort of BEING AWAY FROM YOUR PHONE. Notice it. You are a junkie. You see? You are a drug addict. You are brainwashed. you are dependant on your pocket demon. Realise it. Get away from the fucking thing. It’s not your friend. at least for this activity you need to do regularly, LEAVE YOUR PHONE BEHIND. And if it turns out that ninjitsu is bullshit (it is), or that watercolour painting nude models is actually boring, or that skipping rocks on the nearest lake is not all you thought it would be, then pick something else, and stick with one thing you DO like when you find it. Don’t be too harsh on yourself at first if your fantasy hobby doesn’t meet your expectations, after all, you are a junkie, they made you weak. BUT that’s no excuse. You DO need to pick something and stick with it eventually. at most at thing number 5 you stick with it. Ideally no more than three attempts, say golf turns out to be mind-numbing (it is), they don’t allow combat shooting where you are, the yoga class is given by a tranny that is eyeing you meaningfully, and going to gym bores you stiff, well, you’re on number five: Knife throwing in your garden for an hour a day it is. Stick with it.

2. TALK TO OTHER HUMANS IN PERSON

Say hello to the people at the bus stop. They will look at you weird and move away from you. Smile and just wait for the bus silently. Talk to girl at the cashier’s without hitting on her. Say hi t the old lady at the post office without any ulterior motive than asking about the weather. Go to any party or social event you can and are invited to. Not loud clubs where drugs and noise make you MORE zombified, but things were you actually need to talk to other people. Whatever and wherever you are INTERACT with humans face to face. Not via a computer, not FaceTime, not zoom, not Teams. IN PERSON. Talk to everyone without becoming weird. You may not know HOW to not be weird, you brainwashed shut-in, you. But you will learn. No one is going to assault you for saying hello. Speak to the Lebanese waiter. Ask him about his freaky Islamic, pedophile religion. Fake interest if you must, but INTERACT. Learn to be comfortable speaking to humans face to face. Smile, be polite, and at least at first never make any off-colour jokes. By the time you get good at this you can get away with a lot. I am 56 and I can still attract pretty women half my age if I want to. I don’t do it with any real or sexual intent anymore because I am happily married, but it’s still fun to do and in fact, I am generally so at ease that I sometimes get hit on hard by random womenI interact with casually. In fact it happened at least twice in the last week. Once in a bar when I went to pay for the petrol I had filled up, the cashier made up the most absurd excuse to try and convince me fate had brought me to her till that day. I politely mentioned my wife and several kids waiting in the car. Did she relent? Nope. Ok, you might say that was coincidence, but it’s not. It happened again at a food counter when I went shopping. Learning to talk to anyone and everyone improves their day too. Be funny, flirtatious, friendly, or just give them something to change their day (for the better) for a few seconds. Once you are good at it you can have people begin to interact with you because some aspects of you give off that aura of self-confidence, or of being comfortable in your own skin and around people too. I used to play a game with myself on the tube in London when I was still single (mostly, between one day and the next woman). London is a notoriously stand-offish city and the Brits are not known for their chattiness. Asking someone the time on the tube is akin to asking for a firework and a small pig in just about any other Southern European city in Southern Europe. They will look at you as if you are a mass murderer. Well, I had perfected the art of being interesting while non-threatening, and no, I did not “peacock” or do any weird thing. I just got really good at talking to anyone at any time. So I tested out this theory by starting a conversation with pretty women on the tube that were standing or sitting near me. I did NOT do it to pick them up. I just did it as practice to talk to people and pretty women, because hey, I had a hobby, right? After a while I noticed I could get a woman to start talking to me just by standing near her for a few minutes. not always (about 50% of the time) and not doing anything weird or even looking at her. About 20% of the ones that did NOT start a conversation I believe wanted to but were too shy to, and if I did start it myself they responded well (my testing this on the 20% I figured were interested was about 95% accurate). Anyway, I am not telling you this to boast, as I say, I didn’t do this to become sexual with those strangers.³ I did it because I was interested in trying to learn how to not be such a misanthrope. I still for the most part can do without most of humanity, but at least I can interact and entertain myself with them enough that being amongst them is not tiring, and can be genuinely fun.

3. HAVE A PLAN FOR THE FUTURE

Your plan will fail. Because any plan that meets with reality is plan that just got punched in the face by Mike Tyson. But it doesn’t matter. have a plan, one that YOU made up. Not one that was fed to you by the brainwashing cycles, the TV, your aunt Maude, your parents, or your “friends”. You want to be the foremost investigator of the life-cycle of the earth-worm? Do it. Work towards it. Pick something you are genuinely interested in. Which all boils down to the most important rule of all: KNOW YOURSELF.

I could have been an excellent lawyer, surgeon or programmer. I have enough intelligence and ability in each of those fields to become genuinely successful at it, but none of them interested me. The idea of wasting years of my life studying arbitrary laws was less appealing than being in an active war-zone. I don’t care enough about people to want to become a surgeon, generally, but if I did become one, paradoxically, the ones I lost would haunt me. And while I would be an excellent programmer, the idea of spending my days in front of a keyboard to program machines drains my soul. I do like writing, and I do THAT enough as it is, and I wish I could type faster than I do, but at least I am sharing my thoughts. Programming would feel like giving my life-force to the machine.

I wanted to explore things, places, and people (well, the female pretty people anyway) and I did. A lot. And it was fun for a time, but then I had done all of that enough and since no one was offering me millions to go find lost cities in the Amazon, I figured making children would be a good adventure, and it has been the most absolutely incredible one ever and it’s one that will not end even after I am dead. Did I plan it all? Did I fuck. I have always been comfortable with the unknown, vast amounts of it, so when I decided family was it, my first try at it blew up in my face spectacularly. But I got up, dusted myself off, stitched up a few mortal wounds, learnt from it, and tried again, and my second try at it is spectacularly good.⁴

My total extent of planning? So as to give you who may have some doubts on hope, here it is:

Age 16-19: Zero plan. Realisation life sucks, I don’t like people much at all because they are so stupid, and I figure to make it tolerable it would be nice to be with a sexy girl.

Age 19-32: Still Zero plan after finding the girl. Find sexy girl, do all sorts of crazy shit, get obsessed with martial arts, learning, and reading, thinking, writing, discovering the history of mankind (wrote the Face on Mars), discover fame is not all that great. Realise sexy girl is never really going to be the space-woman I seek for adventures, places, and a life I still have no idea about but I know cannot be ordinary (not due to fame, just due to how people live). So we break up after 13 years together. Amicably.

Age 32-34: Plan! Get with sexy girl that likes crazy life! Get married for first time (found another sexy girl). Discover it’s still not enough. She’s ready to go on any adventure I want, but we are on vastly different levels of mental ability. I didn’t know it would matter so much. It does. We split up. Amicably.

Age 34-38: No Plan. Fuck it. Marriage is not for me. Do whatever I want and keep changing sexy girls as soon as they annoy me even mildly. Get bored. Think about it… Done pretty much every other crazy thing, so… Get a plan! Yay! Ok, Plan: get married and make a family with children. This should be interesting!

Age 38-42: Plan! Make family! Marry a narcissist (didn’t believe in vampires at all, vampires are a myth) Make a child. Oh. Look. A Vampire. Spiritual death, get reborn from the firestorm. Oh… Look… God exists…

Age 42-45: No plan. Exist. Stay alive (cause I have a daughter far away. One day maybe I’ll see her again or she’ll need me. Not a plan but a necessity: Stay alive.) Take on weird jobs. Get paid a shit load of money. Afraid of nothing, destroy Armenian/Italian firm that was composed of fraudsters, with potential threats to me, due to them losing millions. I don’t give a fuck, there is literally nothing that can frighten me. Their firm folds. Many innocents saved from being defrauded. I have no job again, did it to myself. Heh. Happy about it. Get involved with whatever random women, including possibly demonically possessed ones, and almost virginal ones. Don’t get possessed by the first type, nor ruin the second type. No plan. Just walking through life. Spend a year in Venice, the beauty of that place, alone, breaks and reshapes my heart.

Age 46 to 50: No plan. Meet woman I had a flash about 10 years earlier. We get together. Very crazy. My adventures she is fine with. She takes me on a few of her own. We both survive each other. Barely. Have a boy.

Age 50 to present: Plan. Family. Create a good environment for them all. Have another three children. Get my first one back, get her first one with us too. Move to Italy. Learn to farm (still shit at it). Write more. Make videos. Learn many things I had no idea or even interest in originally. Learn anyway. Try to teach my children. Love my wife. Love my children…

Age 56 to death: Plan. Keep loving and doing what you can for my children and wife. Also… new plan… a “bit” ambitious… but hey… go big or go home… Plan 1. create a community of self-sufficient Catholics (1958 Sedes). Plan 2. Take over local government. Plan 3. Change national government. Plan 4. Get rid of pedovores globally. By any and all means possible. Plan 5. After global cleansing is complete, rest and write more books for fun. Of course, this assumes I live to about 2,700 years of age, but… eh…details.

Now, aside exposing myself to my stalkers and haters and the NSA, the reason I wrote all of the above was to make it crystal clear that if a complete non-planner like me, —who essentially didn’t have any plan for about half a century, and now that I have one it’s fairly insane— can get this far, you can too, and probably you can do much better too.

My advantages in life have been:

• A high IQ,

• A general lack of fear,

• Actual courage when I was afraid, and,

• A mental/psychological strength that is in the very high category,

• A rather insatiable curiosity.

My downfalls have been:

• A high IQ,

• A general lack of fear,

• A general inability to give up, and,

• A rather insatiable curiosity.

If you can do basic addition and subtraction that works out to basically actually having courage when actually afraid. And honestly, without exaggeration, that is genuinely my overall main advantage I had in life. And you can verify it because I I said as much in my Systema book.

Again, my point is, you don’t need to have many positive qualities. Being a DOER is enough. DO. And try to learn from mistakes. you will make many. So you may as well make it useful.

I am not advocating to have as little of a plan as I have. I am saying that even as absent of one as I have been for most of my life, if you DO —instead of theorise and sit on your ass— you will achieve a certain level of greatness. You have to DO pretty relentlessly if you are as plan-less as me, but most people are not as plan-less. So… with a modicum of a GENERAL plan (NEVER try to have a super detailed one, God uses such plans to amuse Himself) you should achieve a lot in life as long as you ACT.

Yes you can get married and have children (bar actual physical defects). Yes even if you are crippled, ugly and stupid.

Even if you physically can’t have children you still can get married and have love and kindness and companionship in your life. Yes, even if you are crippled ugly and stupid.

Yes you can own your own property.

Yes you can feel at peace.

But you need to do what I said above: Ignore the fake and digital, and live in the real. The fake and digital is EVERYWHERE now, so you need to make the real close to home and within hand’s reach. That’s just how it is. That’s the rules of the game. It doesn’t matter if you like them or not. It doesn’t even matter if you understand them. Being wise and using them and enjoying it is best, but even if you don’t understand, and are not wise, just doing is better than not doing. And if you merely do the three things I said above: Leave your phone behind, talk to people in the real world, and plan (loosely) and act on the plan regularly, you will get better.

PLAY

It is also pivotal you add a fourth point, which was defined at length in my post titled Cowboys and Indians: Play. Find something physical and enjoyable you do just for fun.

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1. Like the Billy Idol song.

2. And feeling more and more like Kurt Cobain instead.

3. If and when I did get sexual with a woman, from random stranger status to: in my bed shortly thereafter, it was genuinely a coincidence. We met randomly and clicked, I helped one lady with a bag that was too heavy, I talked to a couple of women at a bus stop, and so on.

4. Readers who pay attention may note that I had a first wife before these two mentioned, but that was more about trying out “marriage” without really any concept of children. In other words, it was the buying into the Boomer death-cult. That marriage served to teach me that marriage is about creating children, and without that there is no point to it at all.