The Misophorism Trilogy Quotes
The Misophorism Trilogy
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“The longer you’re depressed, the harder it is to see yourself as anything but agonized. You become the sorrow that encumbers you. Dolor and woe are as much a part of me as the color of my skin, as much as the features of my face, the wrinkles on my fingers, the bags beneath my eyes.”
― The Misophorism Trilogy
― The Misophorism Trilogy
“Misophorism is the absolute reality that misathymia (which is Misery—which is Death—which is Truth) is everywhere, the ubiquitous constant—it is inescapable. Reality is naught but misathymia. It inheres within every facet of life.
We must thus consider its avenues and disabuse ourselves of petty nothings, for if the ultimate goal of life is comfort and joy, it is ill-suited for existence, as all Life Forms must toil. A worm, with no cerebrations whatever, must, by its ingrained nature, suffer to survive, lest it starve or be devoured. Higher statures face the same. An ape; it must protect its territory lest it too starve or be maimed. What of their assailants? Has the Creator (whatever form it takes!) bequeathed to them unique ataraxy?
The barbaric slaughter of prey betrays the starvation of the predator. Should it fail to nourish itself, desperation irrupts into its withering form, until, at last, it betakes itself to cannibalism. Nature’s brutality is manifest. No creature knows peace; fear inheres within each.
And what of Man, the highest stature of all? Within him misathymia is inordinate. His intellect has rendered him beyond all other creatures, doubtless a bitter Curse. Consciousness educes the silent agony from within him, for when he finds shelter and nourishment, his mind ambles about, his atavistic nature befuddled with none to Kill and none to flee from. In this, greater forms of misery may be achieved. The Brutish Man cannot conceive of the miseries of homelessness, nor of the agonies of ostracization, of exile, of impoverishment. A man without the conception of wealth cannot comprehend the loss of it, nor the torment it educes. The Ancient Man cannot fathom the Array of New Horrors that assail him today. This betrays the cruelty of all things; life’s predilection for suffering is unquestionable. All Good exists to further life’s affinity for greater forms of horror. For this, Sane men have but one choice: to destroy oneself.”
― The Misophorism Trilogy
We must thus consider its avenues and disabuse ourselves of petty nothings, for if the ultimate goal of life is comfort and joy, it is ill-suited for existence, as all Life Forms must toil. A worm, with no cerebrations whatever, must, by its ingrained nature, suffer to survive, lest it starve or be devoured. Higher statures face the same. An ape; it must protect its territory lest it too starve or be maimed. What of their assailants? Has the Creator (whatever form it takes!) bequeathed to them unique ataraxy?
The barbaric slaughter of prey betrays the starvation of the predator. Should it fail to nourish itself, desperation irrupts into its withering form, until, at last, it betakes itself to cannibalism. Nature’s brutality is manifest. No creature knows peace; fear inheres within each.
And what of Man, the highest stature of all? Within him misathymia is inordinate. His intellect has rendered him beyond all other creatures, doubtless a bitter Curse. Consciousness educes the silent agony from within him, for when he finds shelter and nourishment, his mind ambles about, his atavistic nature befuddled with none to Kill and none to flee from. In this, greater forms of misery may be achieved. The Brutish Man cannot conceive of the miseries of homelessness, nor of the agonies of ostracization, of exile, of impoverishment. A man without the conception of wealth cannot comprehend the loss of it, nor the torment it educes. The Ancient Man cannot fathom the Array of New Horrors that assail him today. This betrays the cruelty of all things; life’s predilection for suffering is unquestionable. All Good exists to further life’s affinity for greater forms of horror. For this, Sane men have but one choice: to destroy oneself.”
― The Misophorism Trilogy
“Each second we live, we lose everything.”
― The Misophorism Trilogy
― The Misophorism Trilogy
“This pain is ineradicable.”
― The Misophorism Trilogy
― The Misophorism Trilogy
“Just another ghost, another faceless soul pacing around its corpse…”
― The Misophorism Trilogy
― The Misophorism Trilogy
“To the happy man, Death is easy: a misplaced step, a lapse of reason, a turn too soon. To the depressive, Death is impossible: a snapped rope, a vein missed, a jammed gun. The result was nothing more than learned helplessness. After so many attempts, I’ve lost hope in my final exit.”
― The Misophorism Trilogy
― The Misophorism Trilogy
“Agonal solitude has become all that I know.”
― The Misophorism Trilogy
― The Misophorism Trilogy
“I am so convinced of the futility of all things that if God Himself were to speak otherwise, I would think Him a fool.”
― The Misophorism Trilogy
― The Misophorism Trilogy
