No because I'd just figure it out again.

Same here. Sometimes, I wish I could just forget all I know because it is just bad news all the times. On the other hand, I feel like I have to know what's going on. I managed to convince my parents to not take the jab so there's that. I just feel so alone; arround me, nobody cares about what's going on in the world.

No way, stepping out of that life is the best thing that ever happened to me. So many decisions I have made since then have benefitted my life in ways I can't even describe compared to what I might have done instead. You stay in that life too long you wind up getting activated like that shithead who hit Kyle with a skateboard. The only benefit I can see is that it's easier.

Life doesn't have to be easy, life is short, easy is boring.

I used to be an asshole because I thought I was right about everything. Now I'm right about everything.

I sometimes think about going back as well. To be honest to yourself if important. However, I would not go back I'm happy to be in the slow forward crush of awakening.

I've thought about it at times. When I was blue pilled, however, I was alone, fat, godless, and sad. Understanding the world around me has given me purpose and drive.

The allure of giving up the inevitable black pills in favor of vr, drugs, and "ease" all lead back to me being lost and sad. I don't want it. I like honing my mind and body, I like shitlording faggots and degenerates. I watch some of my family float through life aimlessly worried about trivial bullshit like Facebook and hair color and what their next antidepressant will be, and I'm happy in this shit storm. I'm happy seeing the truth even if it hurts to see others turn away from it all because it's too difficult.

I like difficult, I embrace the suck. I want to look back on my life and see what I overcame, not what I hid from. I want to crush my enemies and love my family. These things are me, and as much as this world tries to grind my soul away, I know the more I fight, the better it gets for me and those I care about.

We're here for the blink of an eye, and what would you do on your death bed knowing you did nothing, no one will miss you, and in all likelihood, your passing is more of a benefit to those that knew you? Because that is going back. That is regression. That's giving up truth in favor of a lie out of cowardice, apathy, and laziness.

We carry this burden of truth because we can, and because we have to

Those who would give up essential Liberty, to purchase a little temporary Safety, deserve neither Liberty nor Safety.

Turning youself into a niggah?!

No!

Hell no. Only a moron would go back.

There's no going back. Even the blue pilled live in a purgatory state trying to stave of cognitive dissonance. That gets increasingly harder every day. Reality is cold, harsh and relentless. It slowly comes at you until it consumes you or you become ill.