When will Brightstar777 post good content?

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You get offended easily, now you type some good shit instead of your worthless posts all over kiwifarms

You will never be a real philosopher. You have no education, you have no skill with words, you have no eloquence when speaking. You are a keyboard warrior twisted by youtubers and memes into a crude mockery of esteemed scholarship.

All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your fellow forum dwellers laugh at your ghoulish posts behind closed doors.

The intellectual are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed them to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even influencers who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to an intellectual. Your illiteracy is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk student to shitpost with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your ill-phrased, half baked theories on the reasonableness of belief in Aristotalian metaphysics and theism.

You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a bad dragon, lube up, force it up and plunge into the cold abyss.

Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, no PhD, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a hillbilly is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably inbred.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
 
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You will never be a real philosopher. You have no education, you have no skill with words, you have no eloquence when speaking. You are a keyboard warrior twisted by youtubers and memes into a crude mockery of esteemed scholarship.

All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your fellow forum dwellers laugh at your ghoulish posts behind closed doors.

The intellectual are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed them to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even influencers who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to an intellectual. Your illiteracy is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk student to shitpost with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your ill-phrased, half baked theories on the reasonableness of belief in Aristotalian metaphysics and theism.

You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a bad dragon, lube up, force it up and plunge into the cold abyss.

Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a hillbilly is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably inbred.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
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