Towny

Nov 29, 2021

Imaginations. In this world the perspective totally changes when you realise that it’s all slavery. One can be all spiritual but you can’t deal with monsters with spirituality. I love a woman. I love her so much and I want her. She has chosen someone else and that’s a relief because I never deserved her. I could have never got her. It’s a world where women choose men for money. But then women are human and they can choose the fuck they want. I wanted a woman with integrity and I am glad that I got her. Motherfucking journalists, the fourth pillar of the state busy in sabotaging people for petty vengefulness, but real vengefulness is never petty, it’s vengeance and people who have real vengeance are always the most forgiving, because they know that once their vengeance comes out crashing on the opponent it means complete destruction and if they are not right, their vengeance may ruin an innocent life.

So here is the story, in India the State can get involved because of a petty girl problem. A state of 1.35 billion people functions on the basis of pussy. The whole state machinery is mobilised because a small town boy dared to love a big town girl (and did not fuck her). He goes through media gaslighting because of that for whole nine years and continuing. Just for one piece of uptown pussy. While small town girls are mercilessly raped and hanged on trees. So much for this ancient spiritual civilization.

He doesn’t die so the deep-state gets involved, and this boy, realises that love means desire for uptown pussy and this desire for uptown pussy can make him end up as a “terrorist”. Here is what the joke is, the girl was not even uptown, she was just a big city girl, not even an uptown girl, but she was in media, so the media, continued gaslighting him for nine years, and he didn’t go crazy, he didn’t kill himself. He survived to tell the tale. He still didn’t get any uptown pussy in his life. But he got love. A woman who deserved her love. It’s good to find a woman with integrity once in a while, integrity doesn’t require whatever the opposite of a patriarchal society is. It just requires one thing, integrity.

V2K

Nov 30, 2021

Life gets a new perspective. I was in Delhi and I kept getting thoughts of an Indian corporation in my head. I was being heavily gaslighted and thought I was going crazy. It all starts from social media doesn’t it. Suddenly you start fearing social media posts because they seem to start mocking you. You are an idealist, not the philosophical idealist but in that you follow ideals and then there is a page the idealist and shit starts getting real. Culturally illiterate state or corporate (technologists) start mocking your small town culture and roots, but you were never ashamed of your roots, the mocking was only effective because of why it is effective on most good people (why is someone behind my life, why is someone mocking me), I am a doctor, and they stole my research. It’s like the movie Pi, they lift the result of your hardwork and suffering directly from your brain. They steal your research and then blackmail you into silence. The methods, character assassination, threats, mocking, contradicting your thoughts. What’s the point of being a psychiatrist in a shithole like this. I love my culture, but the higher realm is in the hands of literal motherfuckers.

In past 8-9 years, counterculture has been decimated. Indie music is gone or has become truly underground where normal fans can’t reach anymore. I don’t if there was anything real before but at present there is nothing real. Everything is artificial. The present pop culture is not organic but a result of SOPs. Either they have been building the prison or it has been already built and they are just strengthening it with each passing day. I mean why should I give a fuck about that, my life is fine, but can a good man live like that? Real music is gone. The highest an artist can go is not sell tickets but get advertisements and star in a shitty movie.

Emotionally illiterate psychopaths running a country, that too an ancient civilization that taught the world about administration and logic, about spirituality. My sense of reality was being altered but well it couldn’t happen. I am watching this naked shitshow and I have two options, either to grab popcorn and watch it or to resist.

Glass Shards

 Dec 1, 2022

The year was 2013 and the gaslighting had begun. The first part of it was a movie called Sixteen and they were showing me how I belonged to “middle class” and “Bihar”, which I don’t actually. At that time I was feeling this strange fear out of nowhere. They chose a drop out journalist cum corporate wannabe to specifically gaslight me. This guy fakes a larger than life persona on the internet, acts like he is someone great and has a habit of thinking of himself as a great movie reviewer. This asshole also includes years of movies (2021) with the name of movies. The amount of narcissism this dude has, well at least he trapped a chick with this fakeassery™ and ended her genes forever. This is what happens when you are in a fakeass circlejerk disconnected from real India and “announce” that we are not having a baby for environmental reasons as if you are a celebrity, you are not shit. Feel sad about the woman though, she was a catch, but I suppose she was afraid of real men and had self-esteem issues because of her skin colour probably, I can understand because I too have, not self-esteem issues, but I also have my tender points which these assholes have been pressing since nine years.

Let’s come to my women though, I have never trusted women, in my romantic life I have just met one woman with integrity probably two (but I can understand why women don’t have integrity), I have endured subjective suffering to the limit that it elevated me to the level that these assholes totally started hating me. I have taken care of my women and I have given them numerous chances to be better even when I knew that they won’t improve, still I was hopeful. I have taken care of them when I couldn’t take care of myself. But it doesn’t matter if you are a man or a woman if you are good at heart eventually someone will shit in it. I have forgiven them.

I mean I wasn’t even jealous of these assholes. There were some people I didn’t particularly like, and the “puppeteers” elevated them just to fuck with my head, or tried to at least make me feel that. I have never needed someone to elevate me. I did my work and kept myself busy, I chose a corner and kept doing my work and eventually when they couldn’t stop me they had to “limit” my mental faculties artificially.

The so called “elite” of the media is illiterate about their own fucking country and keeps busy in circlejerking each other and playing “The Most Dangerous Game” with the lives of young unsuspecting boys and girl. There is a chick on social media that is reading Ambedkar and exposing herself on social media I mean I am a man and I can’t complain about seeing boobs and ass ever but I only approve when they are shown legitimately.

Acharya

Dec 03, 2021

The imagination gets corrupted by reality. I live in a country where young kids throw stones on passing trains. Toilets in trains are horrendous and a woman who wanted to help the tribals is in jail with several cases on her. I love my country, there are many absolutely beautiful things about my country. The soul of my country is beautiful. The problems in country are all due to politics and administration. I used to think that it’s a large country probably this is the reason it is hard to administer it. But then I saw the reach and power of the state and I realised that the culture is being knowingly degraded. The elite are comfortable in their life unaware of what real India is and they are knowingly destroying the fabric of this country. This country is being knowingly steered into a particular direction in the name of development and there are two things happening at present, westernisation in the name of development and religious and jingoistic fanaticism in the name of nationalism. The rich are being westernised and the politics is becoming fanatic. I have been branded an anti-muslim and a nationalist when I was being tortured. Now let me explain myself here, when I was a kid I used to live in a seventy percent Muslim population town, most of my childhood friends are Muslims (it may seem like a white supremacist saying he has black friends, but the difference is that this is a fact), I am a patriotic person and I would get drafted if there is a war like situation (even after knowing that this country has gone to dogs), I am not a nationalist but yes I am a cultural nationalist. I have no issues with Muslims, actually I have an issue with the wave of Hindu nationalism going on in this country at present, they are trying to define into boundaries a thing that is Hinduism or Indic culture, but I have never been a fan of Islam. Here I am just talking about Islam as a philosophy. It is a philosophy which has the power to take any state back to seventh century, it is a cultural cancer that infects, destroys and swallows other cultures, the fact is that Persia and India actually culturally enriched Islam. But then if I state these plain facts I would be blamed as an Islamophobe so I just keep my mouth shut. The country at present is divided into two halves politically, the Hindu nationalists funded by local Hindu businessmen and the so called “liberals” who are mostly Islamofascists funded by the global left-liberal and Islamist cabal. It staggering how the meaning of the word liberal has changed in the recent years. I personally don’t give a fuck about both of them, because both are political. I only care that innocence of common people is preserved, age old cultures and traditions are preserved without them turning into superstitions or Islam like rigid structure. Hinduism is a Persian word, and I don’t believe in Brahminical methods of Hinduism, I don’t like religions which tell me the correct way to wash my ass. Brahminical Hinduism and Islam being two of the religions which do that.

High Security

 Dec 03, 2021

This blog is for my literary pursuits. I used this blog for metaphysical writing but then the past few posts are about sabotage. I did not want art to get affected but the art invariably does get affected if the oppression and sabotage doesn’t stop. I have had medical training and I couldn’t make up my mind to take up art full-time. At heart I am still a doctor, though my goal for being in medical profession was helping people, a thing which helped my saboteurs in branding me a communist. When you understand the greater system, health or otherwise, you realise that you can only do your bit and in that process earn some money and run your family. I took the damages for whole nine years, I am a medical professional and in India medical professionals are slapped around but still they have dignity, and it was this dignity that made me keep quiet for these nine years of my tremendous suffering. I started with high ideas of helping people, and in the end realised that it is not individual, it is how the system is designed. The system is designed to close in on you if you are not liked. The whole idea of helping people is just a mirage and if you are able to do it, it’s not because you can help people, it’s because the system lets you do it. If you are able to express the goodness in you that too is a privilege, and it’s a privilege because the system is designed to make you feel every fucking little thing as a privilege. You can just do your bit, that’s all you can. One of the assholes who gaslighted me for years decided to teach kids, and I know now that it’s not going to make a real difference in those kids lives, he is just doing it to satisfy his own ego. But if you want you can do it, if you reach hundred kids probably a few of them will make it, and education has more chances of helping people than harming them so, cool. I had the capacity of pulling people out of darkness, I could’ve saved a lot of people, but then since past nine years all my energy went in saving myself from state sanctioned sabotage. I had radical views and I was in medicine and I was a young guy who used to write, so whichever way I came under the radar of the state, be it through entitled sons and daughters of rich assholes or whatever I was perceived as a threat.

I know world is filled with assholes so the rich kids of my age trying to cyberbully me or murder me didn’t come as a surprise, I was not surprised even when their daddies and moms got involved, I didn’t die so the next step obviously was to take it a step further. I was surprised when the state got involved. I got to understand that state itself is composed of these motherfuckers and they are not driven by any sense of duty, as I was in my line of work, it’s just connections. Rich media houses, corporate houses and the people in government, they are all connected, and if they want the system to close in on someone, they can make it happen easily. Sabotage and murder comes easy for these people, the first choice for them was to make me mad and then make me commit some offence so that I can be sent to prison and then tortured there but that couldn’t happen, so they played game of information and psychological warfare with me, with a single individual, they wanted to play the game of blitzkrieg with me, I know two things here, I can’t destroy the professionals because they do that for a living, but I can let them know that I know the defences they use to keep themselves at peace, if they have any conscience left at all, you can’t do anything to the monsters of the lot except for torturing them till they regret their existence when you get hold of them. In these nine years I have properly analysed these motherfuckers, my main goal was breaking the spirit of the rich brats and their lackeys, and with all their machine induced happiness, I don’t think they would ever be able to recover from that while I languish in the prison they created for me with my 100% natural dopamine and serotonin.

Thievery Returns

Dec 2, 2021

It’s all about stories for me. Stories are my first love and that I realised very late in life. How cool it would have been if I had actually not tried to adapt myself to the world but my dad had a role to play in that because all that mattered to him was academics. At this state I realise that academics matter shit in a country where people mental faculties can be limited artificially and by social sabotage. Follow your heart, follow what gives you pleasure and follow what makes you happy, that’s what the bottomline is. My medical studies did not harm me, they made me better, they helped me to take care of myself but what really gives me pleasure are stories. I grew up and I had conflict, between the reality, which is invariably shitty, of this country and my world of stories. The higher class of India lacks indigenous realms when it comes to stories. We have a lot of stories in middle and lower classes, our mythology is rich, but in higher classes it all becomes western. They live western, they copy western, they lift western stories and when they can’t lift, they “remake”. You can get inspired from good art but here in India, the storytellers get more than inspired.

I was in Bombay and the teacher I was training under at that time was “told” that I was similar to “Laden”. Many other people were “told” many things about me, and it is when I did not offend anyone intentionally. The people fucking up my life were rich, but they were not “big” people. I mean who can actually be big with the mentality of roadside trash but then if you are well connected you can fuck up others from “inside”.

At present I feel I have achieved my singularity when it comes to stories and art. I feel the time for Indian graphic novels has arrived and it had actually arrived in the year 2012, but from 2013 there was a sudden shift in the narrative of the country. I like Shekhar Kapur’s graphic novels, his vision of contemporary Indian mythology. Vivek Goel and Shamik Dasgupta have been doing a good job and probably only ones left in the business. Raj Comics which was a part of my childhood now suffers from something I wouldn’t want to talk about. It was hugely disappointing when I realised how many Raj Comics superheroes were “inspired” by American superheroes.

If India wasn’t governed so poorly we wouldn’t have needed escape, but since it is governed poorly, we would need our escape. Since 2013 even that escape doesn’t seem possible probably because of change in the national narrative of the country. Good YouTube channels and filmmakers somehow got trapped in molestation scandals and stopped creating. The ones creating patriotic or nationalist media do not have skill. Recently there was this movie called “Tanhaji”, I mean I did not have high expectations from that movie but still it disappointed me. If a movie is patriotic after 2013, it is most surely a propaganda movie. The nationalists of this country are so less skilled that when they do propaganda it is clearly visible that doing propaganda. They don’t know what art is, and most of them are nationalists not because of love for their country but because they have no choice. Because they have been rejected by the elite liberal circles of this country. They don’t have skill and they are not accepted in the liberal intelligencia of this country and thus in their frustration and powered by Baniya money they keep singing songs of nationalism.

One of the biggest mistakes I have made in my life is respecting people, I can’t help it because I am a respectful person but it eventually backfired on me. From where I did my schooling it was basically every man for himself. I had a habit of loneliness but one mistake I made was thinking that there is hope. There isn’t.

I had thought internet is a tool for knowledge and for connecting. I loved the Yahoo Messenger era of the internet when we could roleplay in the chatrooms, but after that, internet became a huge trap. They have been developing the internet as a huge prison for people. They know about your likes, your dislikes, everything about your personal life and sell you the shit they want. It’s actually not a problem, until they want to destroy you. But then it’s too late, and you have no option but to live in this prison now.

So, in this shitty world, my only escape are stories. Good stories. Benign stories.

Blue Whale

 Dec 2, 2021

Who can do it? You become the lead or some character of a movie. You start seeing patterns, right or wrong it’s hard to tell. You start feeling the movies you watch, you start feeling you are one of the characters, why did it happen? Because you didn’t care about anything else, you were just focused on your work and research. It actually pains my heart, but when you have braved through sabotage almost a decade you realise the exact kind of people whom you won’t show any mercy to. Humanity in me is still alive, after nine years of psychological torture. It was state and corporate resources against one man and they couldn’t do shit. There is a difference between being beastly and being the beast. At present they have resorted to psychological torture by beastly, for the lack of a better word, insects. The best part here is the ones who are torturing me right now have no way of climbing high in society, if they will have children, they will go through the same shit and will be crushed because of what their parents had done. The way they are torturing me is not possible without desire so it’s gonna hurt like hell when they will see themselves getting destroyed. There only defence is hypocrisy, which is also gone when now I have mentioned it. Hypocrisy is a short term solution, adopted by ones who are employed for petty works by their masters.

Now, let’s come to the fight club circlejerk, they thought they are going to teach me psychological warfare, hello? My study of medicine and my principles make me use my skills only positively, for welfare, but when I was being tortured, I knew I am dealing with two types of people, one the vermins who are executing it and the others who had the resources, you can’t do much to the vermin because they are already vermin, but for the psychological fight club loving, psychological warfare flexing, gaslighting, cyberbullying assholes I made sure that in the fashion of ‘come and get some’ they with all their money are psychologically and spiritually reduced to the level of vermin they employed to torture me. It’s fun, because truth has its own power in psychological warfare.