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The Kali Yuga

Ascend, dear soul, and leave your association with matter. Extend into that night of which there is no return. You should go onward, rather than linger in this stupid and silly world, for is it not of courageous substances that we are made? We were made for ascension. We cannot linger and stay on these shores, for we have seen some measure of what is found in the beyond. Ever restless, put on feathers and soar into the air like an eagle. Do not stay here.

For we long solely for the Other World. Though we have ambitions that must be fulfilled in this world, it is coming on slowly. As black as the oncoming wall of darkness when night falls, so evil will always fester in these wretched places. Boys are made into men by struggle, and it is in struggle that we subsist. Money and expensive items have meaning only in a world of shortage. Did we not know of poverty and meanness, it would loose its value.

And so the world turns. The high classes thrives with the ignorance and baseness of the masses. We see how evil and Fascism thrives in countries that are collapsing. But anything is better than the empty promises of Capitalism. Building an entire ideology solely on the idea that extreme pleasure is the only human goal worth following is the meanest thing yet to come, but again it makes sense that people follow the Dream, for money and pleasure have value in a world of shortage.

We could build something better. We could have religion and transcendental goals, but we have been reduced to mere chess pieces in the hands of the Capitalist overlords who above else desire pleasure. Other elites throughout the ages have sought other ideals such as absolute power, but now we have lords such as Trump who is but a vain hedonist.

But it matters not. This world shall burn in due time. What matters is our pursuit of truth and honour. How will they judge us when we are gone. What was our deepest longings and highest ideals? It seems to me that the Middle Ages might have been our prime years. Not as such in matters such as freedom and material prosperity, but it had the ideals of transcendental religion. Now that is all but gone and shattered.

There is not much left to salvage. Will there arise a new kingdom out of the ashes, or are we bound to forever exist in a state between servitude and material hedonism? Can there be no bridge onwards for something clean and pure and beautiful? These are dark days indeed, O my heroes. But also this shall pass.