I was born in ’86. I went to school with normal folks. Kids talked shit, played hard, got in fights, and broke bones on bikes, snowboards, and playgrounds. Enemies became best friends after whooping each other at the BMX track on a Friday after class. This was NORMAL!

I became an adult. I transitioned into this phase of my life carrying with me notions of normality that I naively expected to carry over into all aspects of my adult life. Not so once I encountered Corey Rebhahn and his god damned Hyperian cult where normality was a word so toxic that I thought I had to put on a dress to diffuse the effects of that ‘poison’.

It’s a curse for us ‘normies’ that we meet others with the good faith that they aren’t much different than us in the way that they view the world. We can even get along with them for years before we learn the horrific truth … that they are freaks and saboteurs seeking to misalign the fundamental and natural symmetry of society. They are philosophical zombies running on dead batteries, consuming battery acid.

Say no to violence. Say no to war. Say no to meat. Say no to debate. Say no to retaliation. Say no to revolution. Talk about neutering! Hyperianism was a castration for a small-town Rutland punk-turned-man looking for WAR after finding the life-changing and world-shattering work of the Armageddon Conspiracy and Pythagorean Illuminati. Only cowards reject war when the very name ‘HUMAN’ is defined by it! You want to transcend your humanity? You want to become hyper-human? Then you better be ready for hyper WAR!!! No wonder Corey Rebhahn rejected his humanity. That effeminate bitch never had the stomach for war.

Bourgeois sons of cops never do. Especially if they were schooled on the Bible and nothing besides. Morgy Porgy is a New Testament kind of creep. His fictitious RTS is totally Old Testament induced, the only testament that had any balls! If you’re going to be a god, demanding slavish obedience, then do it at the end of a bayonet for Christ’s sake!

The cowardice of Morgue Official is total. There isn’t a worm on earth who is as spineless as that cunt. Corey Rebhahn shredded his balls in the hopes that I’d be dead by dawn after he SWATTED me. I’m still standing and the coward with a Twinkie for a spine slithers on to grift another day. But war is coming, one way or another. War cleanses all. Morgue Official talks shit about being beyond good and evil but war is the only mechanism that goes beyond that peacetime dichotomy. The fog of war annuls morality.

Are you beyond war, Rebhahn? The Illuminist army says NO. The only force holding back the mighty Hand of God from grabbing you by the jowls and ripping your fucking face off is the thin veil of civilization and its norms, the very norms you rail against. Are you ready for a world whose laws would abide by your very worldview of ‘there is no such thing as society’? Bourgeois cunts like you wouldn’t last five seconds. We’ll see to that.

So, how does a monkey walk without a spine? He reaches his hand out for handouts. He abuses the good faith of those unfaithful who would skin him alive for his selfish transgressions. Then he runs to daddy police with his made-up confession. “The baddies did it. And they want to kill Biden!!!” Where Morgue Official lacks a spine, he makes up for it with rat-like demeanor. A buddy to the police. A body to the cleaners.

And the Illuminist Army is here to clean house.