Philosophy – “Of Pride and Egotism” – 6/5/2021

“An excuse can be set for the matter in which one feels prideful, when one has committed no action for the feeling of it. It would be the foulest of sensations to boast, especially within earshot of those aided, of the noble actions one has taken in the name of self-sacrifice.”

Modern Romanticism

For nobility, one does not take to the gain for the self. For the occurrence of self-sacrifice, one knows its difference from loss. One places themselves, through humility, at the level of those who have lost, to then raise them at the cost of the self. It is to sacrifice, where a person does not lose out of the sensation of grief. One sacrifices, because it was no choice to do so. One does this, because another needed the material substance more than the self.

It is the prideful individual who believes themselves capable of all. It is them who cannot fathom the idea that they cannot be indestructible. For it requires the certain necessity of dropping one’s own pride, to the notion that they require aid. That is individualism, in the finest sense of the word.

Individualism is the swallowing of pride, for the greater sensation to another’s care that one would be relieved by. Though, to prideful sorts, they are not so much to believe they are incapable.

Then, what is a human? Are we not imperfect, enough for the comprehension of it? We are, because to our mistakes, and then in our admittance that we have caused one, is to how we both mature through life’s education of pain. Pain is thus tolerated for the sake of individualist education. Then, it is to the prideful person who must believe they should remain ignorant, never to admit they were wrong of a decision.

How does a person learn, if not willing to sacrifice what was not needed? How does a person know what they need, versus what is a convenience? Humility is the place of self-sacrifice. Whereas, it is pride that will keep to the self, in the notion that one does not deserve the criticism that would deconstruct.

One should be prideful for accomplishment, for this compares to action. Whereas, one should be humble for who one is, in the knowledge that an action can become an excuse to build one’s own ego. When ego builds, a person does not sacrifice. They keep, because they are always afraid to lose.

Paupers are to this regard, as always meaning to keep what is left when they have lost enough. It should then be fathomed of those deemed as victimized for the encouragement of a prideful mindset, that such sorts will never know what it means to learn. Their pride, along with their refusal to admit to their wrongs, cultivates the perpetual state of ignorance even among the chaos in what they feel.

Philosophy – “Identity Politics, the same as Monarchal Bloodlines” – 9/12/2020

“Written in the ways of purism, is the idea that one blood is inferior, or lacking in quality, over another. To base politics around race, around gender, around creed, is to recede to the aristocracy mentality, though swapped. It is to say that impurity is purity. Perhaps it is that we are all the same, though not in the way everyone wants.”

– Modern Romanticism

Who is pure, in this world of worlds? Who can say whether one person has more in-depth understanding to their “self-discovery”, over another? Who is purer, to another, whose bloodline, whether crossed or stagnant, is only ever different?

It can continually return to the idea that a person, whose bloodline is only different, can be made brand new. Of a bloodline, brand new, it is the same as a bloodline, pure. It is the same as to see something more divisive than any aristocrat, who had power in the past, could make for competition’s sake. For do these people with their “identity” not relate to very obscure bloodlines, so alien from the common man?

All a person knows, so well of themselves, is that they can bleed, just like anyone else.

“Identity politics” is, therefore, an exact relation to aristocracy, in terms of the curiosity for the potency of blood. We can comprehend our ancestry, through a simple “Google search”. Whereas, in the past, we knew it by whoever had sexual intercourse with a woman. We can dig so deep in the past, to discover our identity’s “potential”, and then, become proud of who we are. For to be proud of who we are, is no different than any tyrant who would want to appear good, rather than do good.

The love of blood, is the love of making a statement. And, when do we become the vampires, who like Elizabeth Bathory, drenched herself in a virgin’s own? We do so, by accumulating newness. We make new bloodlines, discovering percentages of ourselves in our supposed “ancestry”. Again, in the pride of who we are, we forget to be proud for what we can do. That makes us ruling tyrants, that without the offered shame for this identity, we can conceal guilt.

People can be wounded, not of guilt, though for pride. Though, whenever will we give in, to a guilt that tells us we have bled others, for the sake of keeping what we most know of ourselves? We have bled other people’s pride, not ever giving in to this guilt we know we feel. Because, for how sour an aristocratic person’s expression can be, we overlook our guilt for how much we bleed. We put to death, another person and their supposed guilt, whether at the stake or at the hanging. To burn, or to choke, is the only punishment a person with a supposed sin, can receive.

It is to those that know we all bleed, that make those who are so vain for their identity, released of their head from their shoulders. Yet, they’ll still run around without intelligence, without recognition, and without identity. Because, as they believe in blood, the rest believes in sameness. The common man believes in same blood, same identity.

Consume the offered shame. Feel your inner guilt. Punish yourself.

Quote – “Why to Never be Proud for Identity” – Pt. 2 – 8/17/2020

“Proof must be within action. A person is always recognized for their deeds, for however noble and direct, and therefore not seen any longer of appearance. We love, we trust, the hero for their actions, when their appearances can be ignored. Though, should the appearance be the heroism, it is deception we believe to empower us.”

– Modern Romanticism

Quote – “Why Identity Pride is Pointless” – 7/5/2020

“There is a statement: to be proud for what you can do, and to be humble for who you are. Though, what if this was reversed? What if people were proud for who they are, and they were humble about what they can do? Does this not feed into negligence for actions, and then also a continuous demand for ‘acceptance’ in the name of that identity?

Negligence will be of the person too siphoned into their pride for who they are, because in their humility for what they can do, they are lazy.

How many dictators and how many other tyrants of the past, were more humble for what they can do, more lazy and more neglecting of others, to be proud of who they were?”

– Anonymous

Quote – “The Issue of Pride” – Pt. 3 – 6/27/2020

“To divide people in terms of identification, makes a person without a need to act. For to act, makes a person run towards the future. Egotism is connected to doubt, for the reason that egotism will be made for these identities, while to doubt means to doubt one’s ability to act. To act, never means to divide. To speak, however, means to remind the world of something. Therefore, if doubt connects to a lack of action, while speaking references remembrance, and such people of their ‘unique identities’ have not acted to achieve their stature, then they are merely speaking to remind us of their delusion.

If one acts, and then one speaks, afterwards, one will remind the world what one has done. Though, the speech that compels a person to remind the world of inaction, is to remind the world of something impossible to accomplish. For if identity relates to stature, then it is delusion that relates to those who are stagnant. For they refuse to act to achieve who they are. They merely speak on it.”

– Anonymous

Quote – “Why I am not a Proud Writer” – 5/27/2020

“Why should I be a proud writer, when there are those who’d read my writing, recall a painful memory, and begin to weep to it? Why should I be a proud writer, when there are those who’d read my writing, feel rage for what I say, and thus become my enemy? Why should I be a proud writer, when there are many who will be happy and thrilled in what I write, as such memories they recall are joyous? Such of the last example contrast so much from the first two, that it almost seems divided. Though, why should I be a proud writer, when through my writing, cause these emotions, and thus never be a friend to everyone? The writer, in this sense, feels isolated, as he should, and as he would.

The real writer is the sad writer, the thinker behind every person’s emotions, the isolationist and loner. He’ll realize one day that he can only ever entertain, not befriend, every one of his readers.”

– Anonymous