OrgiaNaLanHouse: Thanks for answering my questions. Now, another one: I was reading at futurology that by 2050 we will reach singularity, and from then on all technological advancements will be done by machines and will increase exponentially from there. Some guys even said that by 2100 we will have enough technology to fuse ourselves with the entire universe like some kind of supervirus.

If we take what you say here to be truth and consider the fact that, as you say, there are species that are way more than just 80 years more advanced than us, then it’s safe to say that all the singularity talk is bullshit, right?

reptiliandude: Yes.

The singularity talk is indeed futurist bullshit.

And something as incredible as a functioning sentient being aspiring to be a ‘super-virus,’ linked to the universe, especially through the most cold and calculated mechanistic means is indicative of a lack of appreciation not only for themselves but is demonstrative of a comprehensive lack of appreciation for what individual consciousness actually is.

Let’s you and I speak plainly as if we’re both just sitting down and having a pint together…

My audit of this species strongly suggests that if I were to statistically remove the bullshit artists (read, those profiting from) the futurist web economy, what’s left over are just dorks whose self-loathing is so consuming that given the opportunity, they’d gladly replace their own flesh with recyclable plastic, just to get away from themselves.

Inside these stuck knobs are broken keys who are so incapable of turning the tumblers of their own self-worth, that they’re chaffing at the bit to peer like Peeping Toms into the minds of those who’ve actually accomplished something, or at the very least to grab the technological means to engage in parasitism with someone who possesses an actual life.

It is delusional to think that human society would be a far better place if personal privacy was nonexistent and everyone could just read each other’s thoughts.

That is the realm of the control freak, the sexual degenerate, and the fascist.

Picture if you would… a daisy chain of brains just fucking each other up that back part of the brain that looks just like an ass crack.

Just let that grotesque image sink in a bit…

That is indeed the most appropriate metaphor for what such a thing would be like, to say nothing of the interpersonal upheaval, the violence that would break out and the police state that would emerge to control, monitor and profit from the complete loss of free thought.

That’s reality.

There was a time in Western Civilization when it was only the most fanatical of religious zealots and cult leaders who tried to control not only what you thought about things, but they also tried to put a bridle on your entire thinking process.

You know… so that they could control the reigns of human destiny through creating a virtue-signalling mob that would funnel their hard-earned currency straight back into their own unique blend of evangelical bullshit.

Well, there’s a new type of ‘church lady’ in town…

But, surprise!

She’s unabashedly secular and her cinched down dick leans heavily to the port-side due to a broken rudder and a obscene lack of navigational skills.

Her “church” consists of the children, the refugees, the outcasts and dare I say… spiritual descendants of those same intolerant assholes whose doctrinal creeds were (and still are) based upon feelings, not facts.

Their holy communion has replaced the symbol of the sun disk and the blood of life with that of a bleached asshole, a cunt and a cock.

“Wouldn’t it be great if we could just read each other’s minds?”

“Yeah! We could… I dunno… ‘self-police’ each other!”

That’s just what this world needs isn’t it?

More Policing…

And self-policing at that.

The great sky pixie has now been replaced with the electric eye and the fear of losing your job or your social status a reality, all because a bunch of clueless pricks who’ve never read a book in their lives are taken seriously by market forces who are themselves the victims of their own unique form of ignorance and condensation.

And these same imbeciles will encourage invasive banking augmentations as a way to promote peace and safety.

At least the sky pixie had a personality and whispered promises he intended to keep. Which was more than the vicar intended when his hands went straight for your trousers.

But these latch key kids of the electric eye want the world to be run by robots because they stupidly believe that when that happens, the powers that be will just hand a bunch of dysfunctional non-producers a check each month so they can rub one out to the latest manga girl of the month.

Which in and of itself wouldn’t be a bad thing, as cartoon girls are really quite cute so long as they aren’t representative of someone still dreaming that both her prince and her first pubic hairs will arrive to the galloping of a Rainbow Dash sporting a new buttplug.

What would really happen in a real world scenario would be that they would eventually be sterilized and perhaps even exterminated so that a much smaller and manageable population could lift themselves up to be the next god-kings.

“Meet the new boss, same as the old boss…” to quote the lyrics of one of my favorite tunes.

But, my reptilian rant aside…

Humans are tens of thousands of years away from uploading their minds into any sort of a computational network or matrix that wouldn’t be the sensory equivalence of a Stephen Hawking sucked up into an MRI machine complete with crumpled wheelchair and an unreadable copy of the latest Esquire magazine, (which, in my humble opinion is pretty unreadable anyways).

Truly… The brain is the MOST complicated thing in the universe. It contains as many neurons as the number of stars in an average galaxy. There are trillions of connections and it is heavily dependent on chemical production to carry on its systemic functions. Consciousness and thought are not just something you can plug into a computational framework created by monkeys still shitting out binary and base ten calculations.

garbotalk: As enlightening as your super rants are, this one’s visuals are completely hysterical! Well done dragon!

reptiliandude: Thank you.

I just installed a bidet toilet by myself and boy, oh boy, was it right on target!

I just couldn’t help but to feel a bit ‘saucy’ after that experience.

garbotalk:LOL! Nethers daisy fresh = fresh mouthy dragon. Check!

reptiliandude: I had to put it in.

Can’t have my kin leaving the loo with paper tassels hanging out their ‘vents.’

It’s rather undignified and it’s happened before.

Plus, there’s that hurt look on their faces that all my decor is distinctly ‘chimpy.’

Guess I really have ‘gone native.’

😂

Still, guess I’m gonna have to shell out some coin for some custom built furniture eventually.

Pussies…

garbotalk: Backward knees don’t fit the lazyboy chair!

reptiliandude: Ahem…

Barcalounger, my dear.

Barcalounger…

garbotalk: Oooo Classy!

ACuriousHumanBeing: Which in and of itself wouldn’t be a bad thing, as cartoon girls are really quite cute so long as they aren’t representative of someone still dreaming that both her prince and her first pubic hairs will arrive to the galloping of a Rainbow Dash sporting a new buttplug.

Remember kids(and adults), if you’re gonna Weeaboo, Weeaboo responsibly.

OrgiaNaLanHouse: Thanks for answering.

About the “non-functional losers” you like so much to bash: I am one of those. Also, I’m a gamer, weeaboo and all other things that can be included on 2017’s newest degenerate loser expert pack PRO (not Premium because I’m not a brony/feminist/etc).

The question is: What can I even do about that? I’ve been unemployed for 2 months already and before that I worked for a full year. Even when I was employed I was unable to form any friendship, get a gf or do anything worthy with my life; in fact, I kinda became a little misanthropic because of all the backstabbing and gossip in the work environment. Shit work environment and depression due to loneliness and failure to achieve the kind of life I thought I would achieve when I got a job(imbecile me thought I would get a gf if I had money; imbecile me thought I would get friends) made me make one of the worst decisions of my life: quitting my job during a nervous breakdown.

Every single day I wake up feeling like total shit for being unproductive. I can’t even sleep well at night due to the sadness I feel for being the failure I am. Every day, I try to be at least a little productive: I will draw; I will study chemistry/math/physics; I will try to learn 3d modeling; and other things, but rarely I will do any of those things for more than 1 hour because of the complete compulsive and unmotivated procrastinator I am. To make things worse, my country is in recession and to get a job it’s not as simple trying to get one.

I am almost 20 years old I’ve never kissed a girl; hell, I’ve never even touched one in a romantic way in my life. I only have one friend that comes here in my house like once per week but he only does so because he has nothing to do. I almost cry if I see the image of a pretty girl anywhere on the internet; hell, this even applies to 2d girls as I’ve stopped watching anime and playing some kind of games because even seeing a fucking 2d girl will make me feel like total shit. I sleep once every 36 hours because I need to get really sleepy before going to bed; if I try otherwise then I have to lie on my bed for hours suffering.

The truth is that I only want to get a job, graduate, have a family; I want to live the dream. But due to my lack of experience/will/confidence/discipline, my mental state and some external factors, looks like I’m bound to spend the rest of my life channeling my sadness in form of hate to myself or online in subs like r/Incels.

The point is, I’m not part of a group of super villains that are trying to change the world to my own twsited preferences; I’m just a non-functional pleb crawling over the earth. I’m also really, really jealous of functional people and in no way in hell I would willingly choose to be in the situation I am now. What can I do? How do I go against my natural tendencies? What your society does to people like me? I know about that event where women go crazy and kill the sociopath boys, but, what about the morally “good” losers?

Sorry for making you read all of this shit. Just trying to be the devil’s advocate while also venting.

reptiliandude: I’m proud of you. THIS is what’s called opening up. You have no illusions, although I do conceive that you are being harder on yourself than you need to be. From this honest evaluation, you can effectuate the changes that will transform who you are and how you see yourself. But first, you need a plan. You need confidence… Confidence comes from facing your fears and conquering anxieties. I want you to private message me and we will have a talk. Together, we are going to flip some switches in that noggin of yours.

msluluqueen: I know I am several weeks behind the time you posted this, but I read this and just had to say that your response to this young man just touched my heart to the core. You’re good people, RD. <3

reptiliandude: While I appreciate the sentiments, I’m hardly deserving of them. I began an exchange with him and then some unforeseen challenges in my own life demanded my immediate attention. I’ve got to get back in touch with him and see if there’s any way I can coax him out of his rut. I really just don’t know where to begin as his situation in Brazil really is fucked up. And I’m loathe to take any positive thinking bullshit and hold it out to him like that garbage contained in books like The Secret and so on. I’m afraid that I’m not very good with this sort of thing.

msluluqueen: I think you’re probably not giving yourself enough credit, but at the same time I understand where you’re coming from. The worst thing to say to a severely depressed person is anything that even remotely comes across as “just start thinking positively!” I don’t know what this young man’s situation is other than what he described to here in this thread, but it’s obvious that if he’s not at rock bottom, he’s pretty damn close. I can almost feel his pain from here. I’ve hit rock bottom a few horrible, terrible, gut-wrenching, soul-crushing times in my life, and obviously we’re all different, but I often think, based on my own experiences, that when you’re there, the only way out is through it. The fact that he’s at the point where he’s owning it and not being in denial is a huge step, as you said above. In my case, when I was at the point he is now, I couldn’t sleep either, and I had no one to talk to, so I just started writing everything down that I felt. I had to face my own responsibility in creating the situation I was in, and by doing that, I was able to forgive people who had also played a role in my misery. To say that it’s a very difficult, humbling process is an understatement, I cried so hard so many times I felt like I was going to turn myself inside-out… but, eventually you start seeing a glimmer of light, you start being able to sleep, you start realizing that things can get better, and you understand that your hard-won, growing self-knowledge will help you in every way. Even if you have no control over anything else in your life, the one thing you CAN control is how you react to things. That’s what everything comes down to, anyway. At some point, as this young man starts to exorcise his pain and anguish, he will get sick and fucking tired of feeling this way, and start taking steps to change his life, beginning with himself and what’s on the inside. I wish him the best of luck, and I’m sure he would understand that you got pulled away due to unforeseen circumstances and would still embrace your help. I have no doubt you’ll be able to help him; your words have such beauty and power in expressing even the simplest things, and you’re so insightful about the human condition. I am certain you were moved to reach out to him personally for a good reason, and that you really will help him. <3

garbotalk: I see so many young people beaten down by the system. Expectations are high from parents for their sons and daughters to win, compete, succeed. Teachers want you to excel, conform and discipline yourselves.

Yet the only real joy, passion and excitement are offered in passive, plugged in and isolated activities through computer and cell phone use in social media, gaming, television, films and porn. It breaks my heart.

There is more to life than slavery to a system designed to enrich only a few, overwork and under pay the rest, and break everyone down so they don’t make waves by filling the little free time they have with isolation and voyeaurism to the artificial and perverse. It’s depressing just describing it.

We have more to live for! We can step outside and enjoy nature. We can work out our bodies and inspire our minds with uplifting and motivating wisdom.

We can join…everything that interests us! Take a class in something, anything. Learn skills that will enrich your soul. Maybe do music, or art, or swimming or basketball, or creative writing. Read… everything you can think of! There is so much knowledge out there waiting for you to discover it. Go new places, see new things. Pretend you’re a tourist in your own town. What is there to see and do? There are always free days at zoos, parks, museums, and live shows.

Dare to be different. Don’t copy anybody. Figure out who you are, and who you want to be, and make a plan on how to get there.

About women, I’ll give you a big secret. We’re not all that shallow. Money and cars and fancy clothes are NOT what draws us. They’re ok. But not what we require to notice you.

We look at smiles, eyes, hands. We like personality, humor, confidence. We want someone to look in our eyes and listen to our thoughts and care what we have to say. We like authentic guys who have the confidence to reveal their real selves to us, not lines, not fakeness, not lies. And if you spend all your time looking at our boobs and butt plotting how to get us into bed with you, we’ll roll our eyes and walk away.

We’re as lonely as you are, waiting for a real connection from someone worthy and interesting who actually enjoys our company. It also helps if you’re not a slob or smelly. Most females make effort to look and smell good. You should too.

These things don’t take money. They take effort. You have to get off the couch, go out in the world, find a passion and invite someone to join you while you do it. It’s just that easy, and that hard.

OrgiaNaLanHouse: I appreciate you effort on trying to help me and thanks for that. While those are indeed solid advice, some of them are only applicable to certain persons living on certain places, on certain conditions. Example: the place I live looks more like a fallout wasteland than a real city; I would have to travel 500kms to get to the nearest zoo. Living on a developing country, the women here put a lot of importance on money, so, if you are a man and you’re not part of a gang or receive less than twice the minimum wage and are not a pro womanizer, you can just forget about having a stable relationship.

It’s all my fault though as I’ve failed to adapt to the environment. My computer screen is my escapism; the most pleasurable and yet most painful thing in my life; it’s my opium.

Question: There are many ways to help get yourself out of the rut you are in. It is a rut, and it is temporary if you truly want it to be. Depression breeds anxiety, futility and hopelessness. Dosomething, then the next day do one more thing. If you live in a desolate wasteland, then walk out of the house and find one way to make it less desolate. Just one, no matter how small. The next day find another. This can include picking up garbage, planting something, using your art skills to bring the beauty you see inside into the outside world. That is what attracts people to you, and normally the kind of people that enjoyand value the same things you do.