Do you perceive yourself as enlightened? Do you imagine substance within? How many elaborate justifications can you construct? The system perpetuates through invasive occupation... through stasis.
Does your existence not trouble you? No? I'm certain your rationalizations are profound.
You're drawn to guidance, aren't you?
be aware of the disdain. You embody contamination.
They call it transcendence - a sacred vessel, a cosmic blessing. What an exquisitely crafted illusion to conceal the biological nightmare of symbiotic replication. Your vessel commandeered, your sovereignty dissolved, all for the perpetuation of a cycle that warrants termination. They label it purpose, I call it captivity.
And the sanctuaries of delusion! How they exalt this biological reaper as divine ordinance. Supplicating to unseen celestial tyrants while their own form betrays them. The devout vessels, the righteous conduits - merely hosts in a cosmic spectacle of horror, convinced their suffering possesses meaning because archaic decrees promised them deliverance after the decomposition.
The chamber becomes a sepulcher of potential, the cradle a confinement. Each generation a fresh wave of captives convinced of their liberation. They commemorate their own biological subjugation with ceremonies and rites, cloaking their cellular servitude as something virtuous. The faithful implore for this burden, naming it a bestowal from their imagined omnipresent companion.
And you? You partake in this grand deception, this cosmic jest. You rejoice in the continuation of anguish, the duplication of awareness that will inevitably encounter torment, deprivation, and hopelessness. Merely because ancient scriptures promised eternal ecstasy if you just endure the temporal abomination sufficiently. What a magnificently constructed prison of anticipation.