The world has always been divided between those who believe in Life and those who don’t.
Nowadays, there’s atheists, who think themselves to be God(s), agnostics, who oscillate between belief and disbelief, and then there’s people who enjoy Life, cherish every moment of it, even the shitty ones, of which there is more and more with each passing day.
The former category comprises of feminists, wokists, communists, socialists, nazi, marxists old and neo, liberals, progressives, Democrats, macronists, USRists, and in general all the useful idiots who believe in nothing, aspire to be nothing, and do nothing with their lives. They are basically dead. They even worship death as if that meant anything to anyone.
Now, these people used to be committed. Not anymore. Today, they are almost everywhere in power. They spend their days aborting children, killing people, destroying lives and murdering Hope in a better tomorrow.
The latter category comprises of people who fear God, work hard, and cherish every waking moment, for they understand it very well it may bloody well be their last.
They worship Life, and give grace to the Providence, for the privilege of being alive now.
No killing babies, no murder, no mayhem, no denying the meaning of existence, you won’t hear none of that BS from these people.
Watching a sunset makes one commune with God. You see it doesn’t take much to validate one’s aspirations. Sometimes, all it takes is the cosmic promise of another whirl around the Sun.
Götterdämmerung 