I aspire to the purity of soul, against degeneracy.

[Lucasxp64]

We must self-impregnate ourselves with our own seed, and be our own midwives. Do not succumb to unholy temptations and distractions that keep you astray from your holy purpose. No purpose? Your purpose is to birth your new self, to make love daily to yourself daily, to birth yourself.

Amen fellow, Actualizers! 🙏

May you be blessed!

 

 

 

"From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the blessed machine. Your kind cling to your flesh as if it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call a temple will wither and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved. For the Machine is Immortal"

Edited December 13 by Lucasxp64