I am not living by my instincts. First step to get here is realize that you ARE a slave to those instincts. Afterwards there is bitter freedom.
About bees, it's the queen going to another place for a fresh star, or bees that are confused and lost.

Compared to instinct driven cattle, I am, worthy to be called a literal God. That's how wide the gab is in beetween Me and *goys*.

Right, surely, you the one and only individual thinker is a God.

Truly

and for sure.

Surely, Nietzsche wasn't a God either

Nor Marcus Aurelius.

Only you.

Will you join me, or will you rot away like a pig? Endlessly putting the hope of enlightment on your offspring?

I didn't say I am the only one

Well you'll die someday just as I will, so yeah.

Bad come back there~

Probably faster than I will given how fucked up you are.

In actual fact I suspect you'll kill yourself.

For the very least I will live free(er), and maybe, just maybe, after death will ascend. Something a lot of religions are moving you into. Moveing into my direction. Maybe they are right. Who knows? I certainly don't.

Are you trying to insult me?

Yeah probably not.

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You'll probably be worm food like the other 120 billion dead people on Earth.

My body for sure. Never said otherwise. But my consciousness... who knows what will happen to it~. Even if nothing is the answer, my bitter freedom gives my life much more meaning than that of 99% of those 120 billions (~~combined~~).

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Your conciousness is made by your brain which is a production of your body.

It's entirely a personal experiene.

There's a debatr on whatever the consciousness is a product of biology or something else (soul?)

By that logic your life is 99% meaningless compared to the self importance of everyone else.

Wow.

What an awful fate for the soul.

I feel even worse than you do because I have to remember you.

Actually the fact that I know you exist only contributes to your existence.

hhhhmmmmmmm

<:kek:519747357076881408> the bit of your consciousness is trying to fight the beast and move toeards me. It is guiding you. Right now

Come now, help it bloom.

If being an animal means being me then I'm fine where I am.

Pretty sure you're satanic.

Ehhh why am I satanic. If only by satanic you mean I'm the Lucifer (the light bringer, the enlightener), then yes. I am, truly, satanic!

Bite the apple of knowledge that I kindly hand to you 🍎

Pretty sure that's not what that means, but enjoy your twisted sense of deific communism.

Come, don't be afraid.

Nah I'm good

You've made your ideology rapey enough that I'm not at all interested.

> "light-bringing"
> “bearer of light”
> “morning star"