IndieAgora

Please feel free to use this thread to state the most radical thinking and thoughts you can muster. Even better if these are radical thoughts you particularly hold and can defend your meaning and reasoning for. Though if you mention ideas which you find radical but don't subscribe to personally that is fine as well but should be mentioned.

I will begin by providing some examples. These can be philosophical positions or point to certain overall systems or theories but should be the sort of thing that is defensibly true or true-ish and can also be a personal position which appears obscure or politically incorrect or taboo.

Making mention of such things is to bring out into the open the extreme ideas we may secretly harbor or otherwise believe possible. Please don't make mention of mere illogical and senseless , they have to be at least workable and have some sense behind them while being radical or the sort of thing which might make trouble or get a gang of thugs to join in on a kicking spree of the odd one out.

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The value of women seems to me to be adjusted or increased by their perceived beauty or attractiveness while men are only saved in the view of many men by their ability to make one laugh. The ability to make one laugh can help an ugly woman but seems less helpful for her than it does for a man. The dominant mind in the use of most languages in literature appears to be male and thinking in such a fashion to the point where even women for the sake of speaking have adopted these common modes of self description and valuing themselves or their category based on male standards of beauty. If a woman is ugly, she appears in a great many senses doomed , but an ugly man feels that way as well , luckily they may have more strategies for acquiring or receiving help than an ugly woman in some ways at least. I have said all this to provide the background for the statement that I value women for their beauty and men for nothing really. If it came down to choosing between a man and a woman a woman would have more interest or value to me than a man even if he were more intelligent seeming than the woman. , so long is she is somewhat attractive whereas a man wouldn't be and my decision may just be the sort that saves the human race, keeping them longer in the tortures of Samsara.

All in eye of the beholder, but the mentioning of the phallocentric nature of language in literature is interesting, that women are 'subject' to the male gaze, something that feminists picked up on from Lacan.

Exactly!

I didn't write more because of the lag issue it took a long time for it to complete typing my words.

I was going to go into how women are cursed in several ways a lead that into how peope of African descent seem to be cursed also now and then to a discussion of fear of Jews and the feelings I imagine Jewish people might have within bodies associated with Jewishness.

Arab volatility as an old trope and the often unheard of masculinity of arab women as a reality.

On violence as the closest to truth and reasoninga hyper-reality that in a sense can be considered the furthest.

So many things. Feel free to mention your most radical ideas or radical ideas you've noticed.

God as Death and Death as the traditional driving force in all senses with many examples and explanations.

Different rates of motion giving the appearance of life.

Vanity as the highest virtue and tool for human resource control.

1. I have to overcompensate by fulfilling traditional gender roles and beauty standards, otherwise cis women will not accept my form of struggle.
(This comes from my mother, who I even went so far as to want to name myself after).

2. Well my most radical thought is that life isn't worth living. I constantly affirm life because If I were to believe that suicide is permissible I would already have gone through with the act. Don't worry I have steadfast beliefs and theological interests too.

3. I've been through so much. Maybe another radical thought is that I deserve to suffer this much. I enjoy sudden jolts of pain, it is very liberating compared to general emotions of depression, anxiety, and frustration I go through. What stops me from carving myself up again with a knife? I really want to, it is an extreme urge I have. I love the feeling of the sting. I'm going to use this urge to get hurt maybe to do something more beneficial myself, like getting better at skateboarding, lol.

1. I have to overcompensate by fulfilling traditional gender roles and beauty standards, otherwise cis women will not accept my form of struggle.
(This comes from my mother, who I even went so far as to want to name myself after).


Yeah, I got much the same from some people, 'dress like a woman, we'll treat you like a woman', or 'you are being like an ideal of woman therefore not woman', The problem is, I am not trying-to-be-like - if I don't look feminine 'enough' then it misses the point, if there even is one. I look like me. I don't think of my appearance as having anything to do with how other women look. I am not a woman, I see my gender as queer if anything, but that certainly does not denote a singular coherence at all.


Amazing how legitimisation comes with regulation and even prohibition. I would rather be 'yet-to-be' than be legitimate.

2. Well my most radical thought is that life isn't worth living. I constantly affirm life because If I were to believe that suicide is permissible I would already have gone through with the act. Don't worry I have steadfast beliefs and theological interests too.

I really should finish Camus.

3. I've been through so much. Maybe another radical thought is that I deserve to suffer this much. I enjoy sudden jolts of pain, it is very liberating compared to general emotions of depression, anxiety, and frustration I go through. What stops me from carving myself up again with a knife? I really want to, it is an extreme urge I have. I love the feeling of the sting. I'm going to use this urge to get hurt maybe to do something more beneficial myself, like getting better at skateboarding, lol.


Lots of change and stimulation is addictive as is all life.

Awesome posts! Really interesting. I just want to please people too, I want to be loved and adored and thought to be the best. Yet I am unwilling to compromise much in order to achieve this, like if humanity would be pleased with me if I said or did something else. So I guess I want that from them but without conforming much to their desires.

This seems to stem from an impulse to dominate and acquire more mating value or potential.

I want success only because the opposite of things called success are things which one is thought to be shamed by or shunned with.

I want to be successful to "show em all" and "shove it down their throats" so that I don't have to hide as much from their sight or eyes.

I talked to people from my old school and classes and it was all talk about all these societally impressive things they were doing. I was very ashamed, because I didn't have anything that would impress them at this point, my toys only work on young people, which is fine still but I didn't have much to seduce an old person, namely money. I despise people who require stuff and only want what I want for the purposes of being able to or thinking that I am able to snap my fingers and have anyone give themselves to me. Not that I would ever test it, I just want the confidence in my power over people.

I would be so happy if I could simply achieve that without anything, as I often have, but now it seems that as these peers get older they seem to be seeking things I don't have. Barely any job is impressive enough.

What I resort to, if and when I can, is revealing my true nature to all people that I can as far as I am able.

My true nature is opposed to all freedom for them. I would literally turn all creature into my slaves if I could, absolutely unopposed to me and completely obedient and adoring. Its my way of saying, yes, I know you wish I had more, I wish you had less and didn't even dare to think I am an equal or even the same sort of being. The fools! The wicked fools! They confound me. My life is dedicated to figuring out ways to impress children to be able to better molest them (metaphorical).

Young stupid girls and boys, some older people, I hate them all, but slave after them as I would slave after oil were it of any value to me.

My job is to take sh*t, my sh*t, and convince people that it has value and that they should strip for me because of it. I will use any excuse possible. God. Art. I try to tell people to their faces as often as possible that I would rob them blind and steal their very lives and souls if I could.

I wouldn't dare ever do anything socially significant except to please the Eye. The Personality we are trying to please most of all, likewise hating it all the way.

I do things only because I want things or need things.

I hate God, Nature, Life, and People, but I want to convince everything to keep me alive and do me favors.

God is the big giver, the ultimate resource, the one I would most happily rob.

I have nothing that will please anyone. My true nature appears monstrous to them. I am what they call a monster, a demon, a devil. I hate them and this whole world with so much pain and passion but have nothing else to use. People say use yourself but I am a parasite, I barely can do anything I am so weak and fragile. They have so much strength in their bodies but they won't hand themselves over to me and I hate them for their independence and damn the whole world for my defeat.

I won't be able to show anyone my work anyway. Its all the opposite of what they find noble. I'm no Deepak Chopra. I don't talk about the benefits of love and light. I am consumed by darkness and the only light is the fire of my rage. All my work is diabolical and I would ne shunned as a mad person. So what I wanted was money so I could say "don't worry about what I do, I have money, and good looks, so you can strip for me if you are wise".

Yet I can't even get hold of my f*cking computer! Its been months! I am so agitated.

I received an email. This email brought up the past. I almost wanted to cry because on the one handpeople still think of me, on the other hand I have nothing I can show them except how I am destitute and in danger and practically a beggar. Nor do I serve any Church or perform any organized services. I do not serve mankind in any way but would rend their flesh if I could. All I am is a bitter and despised beast, hulking and hideous in aspect. A small, petty, worthless parasite, who sucks off the world while hating it and whoever is responsible for it.

Those in league with me are similar to me, hell bent on "showing em all" but even more comrades if they find themselves utterly weak and ghostlike and powerless in every way.

My prayers of world domination and soul domination seem to go nowhere. I am betrayed from all ends and left abandoned and broken.

So I fantasize about laying there, defeated, bitter to the end, spitting curses as the world goes on without a second glance, a true loser.

God seems to favor those who conform to lies. The Church and Assembly of God will pour help to anyone who devotes themselves to the light. The dark ones are the mad ones, there is to be no help for them. No. I go to every sort of community and I see the same structure form. The light supports itself in kicking anything it deems dark in any sense. Doesn't matter if they themselves are unethical hypocrites with no hearts. They position themselves to be dominant and gave armies of wannabe goons trying to crawl their way up the hierarchy by kicking others. They call that "freedom" and me "terrorist" because I make my pathetic efforts to try to turn them away from it or climb up on their backs without uttering Heil Hitler to the Light.

This website is made up of losers like myself. No matter what we gain, it will never be enough, because someone will scoff or rebel. I want control, I want stability, I want complete and utter servitude. I want to contribute nothing, prove nothing, I want the dream of an animal. I want the paradise of the beast.

I want respect! Respect only comes with terrible power! At least deceiving people regarding it. Money is a sort of power because it can be used to buy and manipulate resources. With that, I could buy the appreciation of people, as they will say " Well I have no idea what they do but they are rich, meaning they could help me if I ever needed it" since everyone is a f*cking user! They don't "love" me because I can't be used, they have no use for me, they look for worth and see no worth or stuff of value at all, they could care less if I died or never existed. Their tears for me would only ever be about what they can't use anymore.

God damn users! Just like me. I too could cry only for their value, their brains being only a frustration for the most part.

We live in a world of filth. On the heep of dung, I am the lowest, under the Earth, Buried, Shthonic.

I am not as good as anyone. I am not better than anyone. I don't care about what is real. I only care about deceiving people in order to win at everything. I am so angry inside that when a person is rude to me I am ready to kill them in an instant. When I look at people, I wonder if they can see it in my courteous smile. I am one of the few people who smiles and shows any politeness. Inside my heart is nothing but pure malice. I would be so pleased if they set on fire right before me and fell down screaming as they burned to death from the inside. That is what my loving glance means and what is behind my eyes.

That is because I am a sore loser. I have no sympathy. There was some mentally ill f*ck sitting next to me on the bus elbowing me and other *ssholes tripped me with their stupid luggage case as the rude bus driver zoomed ahead sending me flying while I am on some stulid arbitrary task. I wanted every single f*cking bastard on that bus to DIE. I have no heart for the mentally ill. I'd love for all of them to cease to exist. I'd happily live in a world of robot servitors.

I was watchingwatching a HALO cartoon about the history of HALO. It was annoying. Stereotypical crap. Lots of important mesages.

I don't like serving God. I feel compulsion or forced to do it. I hate everything. I don't like being like this either. Look at all those happy people. Look at all those successful people. They can freely throw away one person for another, they aren't desperate at all, they don't like something or someone one day? Throw it away and get a new one. People are just hairbrushes afterall. You use them for a while and when it gets crooked you dump them.

Stay away from the brush that is already crooked, it came out of the machine that way, it should be thrown outright, we can't sell that sh*t!

I will survive. Like every burning witch, I will return. I am aligned with those errors which haunt society. Malign in life, and malign forever. My life is dedicated to haunting the living. My life is dedicated to jealousy. So long as I am not pleased, none shall be safe. I am a big baby. Are you?
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Yeah, I got much the same from some people, 'dress like a woman, we'll treat you like a woman', or 'you are being like an ideal of woman therefore not woman', The problem is, I am not trying-to-be-like - if I don't look feminine 'enough' then it misses the point, if there even is one. I look like me. I don't think of my appearance as having anything to do with how other women look. I am not a woman, I see my gender as queer if anything, but that certainly does not denote a singular coherence at all. 


Amazing how legitimisation comes with regulation and even prohibition. I would rather be 'yet-to-be' than be legitimate.I 

I identify as a female. The dysphoria is authentic to myself. Changing my body would make me more satisfied, not as a result of aesthetics but because of secondary sex characteristics being something I want to possess. I do admit, I do want my appearance to do with who other women look oftentimes. However, it is primarily because these certain characteristics are gender signifiers in my culture. Therefore I am changing the signifiers to try to communicate according to those cultural constructs, how I feel on the inside. 

Roles and scripts are something I do pick up. However, my relationship to the feminine is not simple, and it is anything but binary to me. Those were simply my extreme thoughts, not that I actually agree with or believe in them.

You did the right thing sharing your radical thoughts here, there is no need to own up to anything we say or share here, these are suplosed to be radical seeming thoughts which occur to us and which we are bold enough to express at the very least and detail.

I was reading something a little earlier in the Ananke article from wikipedia I posted and was annoyed by some academic or author talking about the "feminine" while superimposing modern post-Victorian ideas of the "feminine" on Ancient Greece, where as we go to older cultures the "female" was often the symbol of angst and wildness rather than used to refer to nurturing or Mother Mary type imagery. Even the Norse people called the wild ones ergi and associated feminity with wild violence and rage in many senses.

where as we go to older cultures the "female" was often the symbol of angst and wildness rather than used to refer to nurturing or Mother Mary type imagery. Even the Norse people called the wild ones ergi and associated feminity with wild violence and rage in many senses.

Someone who understands me!

Haha me too. In the past women had a lot to do with pain also in the themes, either causing it or bearing it, and I just walked back home and I am in super crazy amounts of pain and making all kinds of noises and cursing everyone of these cars rushing me along. My whole paradigm and life revolves around pain and being the opposite of privileged in many senses.


Because men were threatened by these wild people and their visceral connection with sudden quaking and pain and anxiety as reflected in the wild "mother nature" and "mother Earth" each with their sudden outbursts and swirling rages, women and the feminine needed to be suppressed, economically and otherwise, in order to better control the situation.

There was apparently a big switch though, where now women are talked about in an almost diametrically opposite way than they used to be, where men are considered the fierce ones ruled by desires and whims and are infantile while very ancient literature both about human women and anything associated with the feminine was thought of as tempestuous and vengeful and raging with emotions which is the basis really for anyone even today who has to deal with feeling certain ways and wanting to express certain things or express at all when we are constantly asked to "control ourselves" which was before perhaps stated as "be a man".

People in general have all sorts of emotions, but in Egypt, Greece, and Mesopotamia, the feminine or female was a way to indicate danger and unpredictable wildness, and there are numerous examples of this from a number of cultures from around the world, possibly linked to the highly emotional changes in women's moods or sudden bouts of pain with the period and childbirth that brought about this association which then became a symbolic code for the wild and untamed as well as other things perceived as negative, like fickleness, uncleanliness, deception and much more.

These ideas follow all women and those aligning themselves or identifying as women or feminine as well.

Our feminine spirit, which is nothing but pain and the results of unjust punishment and suffering for who we are or want to be, and the fury that comes from an inferior status and feelings of helplessness and weakness and the world working against us. Whoever knows these things, sees in the dark, as in the stories of the sex change of the blind seer.
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