Space Log 1: Unwelcome Message
Earth is now run over by creatures like you, who cannot piece together a single philosophically valid sentence, but maniacally uphold that an unconditional hatred of humanity is a hallmark of high philosophicality.
Your singular drive is to hate humanity out of existence, but reality stands as your unassailable enemy, for it has no facts to offer in service to your cause. As you cannot destroy reality, you scamper to destroy humanity’s fundamental system for identifying reality, philosophy.
Of course, in your assault against philosophy, you have to borrow and appropriate the tactics of your more devious predecessors, for you lack the mind to come up with it by yourself. But the theme of the assault is simple even for you to grasp: fabricate and preach philosophical premises that pronounce the human mind incapable of knowledge. Frame the human senses as fallible and untrustworthy. Conflate reasoning with casuistry. Render reality unknowable to the human mind, and regard any ambition to understand the universe as disruptive conceit.
You now have the foundations for a religion that will oversee the ritualistic abortion of the human mind from reality. Once here, it is now not implausible to make revulsion and hatred the customary moral reactions to be accorded to humans, beings who are now shown to be aberrations in an otherwise perfectly unthinking and concordant universe.
But where does your depraved misanthropy come from?
Your envy powers your misanthropy. You regard yourself incapable of achievement and happiness in the universe, and so crawl out to destroy those who are so wonderfully capable of it. Humans at their best are painful reminders of the impotence that defines your existence, so you reach for your hatred of humanity to soothe your envious soul.
Your envy-driven misanthropy is the most shamefully revealing in your attacks against the reasoning human mind. You find treasonous respite in making a scapegoat out of the enabler of everything that keeps you alive.
But the graver shame, and tragedy, is that you refuse self-awareness of the full extent of your own evil, because of how incapable of philosophical honesty you have rendered yourself. It is an incapacity you incurred with every abuse you inflicted upon the reasoning mind and the humans that embodied it, including yourself.
Your guilty and decaying soul is the worst abomination in the universe to witness, and there are too many of your kind scampering around on this planet, prowling only to tear down any semblance of the human good.
So, I am leaving Earth, for now, to build the highest forms of humanity elsewhere. I need to enrapture and fuel my soul with the holy vision of the human ideal made real.
During my space-sailing, I will be architecting stories for the nurturance of these future humans, about humanity as they ought to be written, ones that demonstrate humans as heroic masters of reality and as models worthy of our inspired worship. They will learn to know and love humans as incarnates of the reasoning mind and the selfish ego.
And for those few saintly souls that remain on this planet, and those that will come to be in the years to come, who are, and will be, the opposite of misanthropes—bearing earnestly the crown of phil-anthropy—I will be transmitting back to Earth all of my writing. You will find them on this website.
I hope that my writing bolsters your choice to undertake the creation of your highest self and to strive for your highest happiness. Together, we can wrench Earth back from the anti-humans that crawl it.
Artemis Diomedes Remmick
Department of Philosophic Security
A photo of Olivera, who is also with me on this odyssey, at a stop we made on a planet. Her joy is so precious and beautiful to witness.
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