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The Forbidden Testimony of Elliot Rodger Best Girl Friend

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June 15, 2020 Good morning my dear friends, this is Ian. The time is about 4:30 a.m. Central Standard Time. Yes, I am awake at this hour. I've been up since after 3:30 a.m. I did get some decent sleep. I got at least 5 to 6 hours of sleep, so I cannot complain at this time. So, just to keep you updated, everything is fine with me; nutritional wise and medical wise. Thank goodness, it's all good from there, but that's not the point. The topic of the video is honoring my late best friend from California who committed suicide as of May 23rd of 2014.

Yesterday marked his six year anniversary of his tragic passing, and now I'm going to discuss how I first met him, and how we just became close friends, the day that he passed, and how I managed to get through and survive the grieving process. So here it is folks. I'm not going to reveal his name due to anonymity reasons and due to privacy reasons. I think that most people who have close friends who died via suicide are entitled to their anonymity and their privacy. I'm not going to reveal his name due to that reason. However, he was a dear good friend of mine—and other shit like that—so here it is folks.

I first met my best friend via Twitter back in November of 2013. I had a Twitter account at the time, and initially, it wasn't a very good first meet-up. We would often have extreme heated exchanges via direct message, tweets, or other shit like that. It got to the point where I had to mute him for a while.

And after a while, I figured—okay well he's left me alone for a little while so I might as well unmute him—so I did, and he got in communication with me; I got in communication with him. We got to know each other a little better, and he says, “You sound like a very interesting person Ian, let me exchange you my phone number.” So he did give me his phone number—his direct cell number in fact—and I remember speaking to him over the phone. He introduced himself to me. We got to know each other a little more, and we became fast friends in an instant.

We had a lot of great memories together, and some bad ones as well. I do know that my late best friend had some serious mental health issues—just like I do—and he was seeing a therapist. However, he refused to be on medication for it due to intense side effects that he was experiencing in the past, which is understandable and...shit, sorry people, this is very difficult to disclose.

I'm sorry if I'm pausing for a brief moment, but he did have serious mental health issues. His Twitter account eventually got suspended because of malicious activity and malicious tweets that he was sending to other people. He was very active on YouTube, posting vlogs of himself, either cruising around his BMW, ranting and venting about how he just wanted to find his true love, and how girls were rejecting him, and how he hated men in general, who were sexually—not only sexually active—pursuing relationships, or were in active relationships. He envied that. All he wanted in his life was to find his true love.

Now, you're probably thinking to yourself, “If he wants to find a woman, then why couldn't he find a woman in me?” Well, let me be honest with you guys. I was not his type to be honest with you, and it is fine because he was not my type as well. He just saw me more as like an older sister—an older sister that he never had. He was the eldest in his family. He came from a very privileged background. He had a younger sister and a younger paternal half-brother. That's all I know about his family demographics. He clearly stated to me that I was not his type, and I said the same thing too, that he was not my type as well. So, we pretty much put each other in the friend zone, but we were very platonic with each other. We were very good platonic friends. It was all good from there. He was a special person in my life, and I mean we would video chat every single day.

I was working at Walmart at the time as an ICS associate. I unloaded trailers for a living and delivered freight to the appropriate departments. Every time I would go on lunch break, I would always take the time to have my smoke break and communicate with him via video chat. We would always do that on a daily basis. On my days off, we would do chat nearly all fucking day to be honest. But, the only time we would not get in touch with each other was when my dad would be back home from his career as a truck driver driving all the way from New York.

He respected the fact that I enjoyed my quality time with my dad, so he stated to me, “If your father ever comes back home, I will not video chat you. I'll just send you a brief message, just to check in on you.” That's what he would do. He has his boundaries, and he had some respect for me. That's what I truly admired about my best friend about at that time. He was willing to let me be just so that I can have my quality time with my father. He knew that it was not every day that I got to see my father.

However, one thing he didn't like [about] me was that I was a little overweight for my age. I had a child from a previous relationship. He didn't like the fact that I was a chain smoker. I still smoke to this day, but I'm gradually weaning off of it. Those were the three things that he did not like about me.

I was a little overweight for my age. He would always encourage me to try to lose the weight by dieting and exercising. In my previous video, I was discussing about my struggles with obesity and how I'm in the process of going through bariatric surgery in the long run. He would always encourage me, and the fact that I had Jason from Raul—who is my forever love—Elliot...that's his name you guys. I'm going to reveal that his name was Elliot. I'm not going to reveal his last name, but his name was Elliot. I just blew it; it just came out of my mouth.

Elliot didn't really like the fact that I was with Raul at that time. He thought that Raul was just someone that was just not meant for me. The fact that I had a child with him was a big disadvantage to him and us pursuing a relationship together. Every time we would video chat—I had the habit of chain-smoking my cigarettes—he would always tell me to go fucking put the cigarette down for his sake. I briefly would just for his sake. He just wanted a clean-cut woman, who does a little bit social drinking every now and then—not too often—who doesn't smoke, who's very nice and petite—and embrace that woman with all his heart.

At the same time I was a little worried about him pursuing a relationship. I'll be honest with you guys. Elliot, may be quite the "Supreme Gentleman," don't get me wrong. I've known him for seven months before he passed away. He is quite the "Supreme Gentleman." I know that he would treat his woman like a queen, but I was worried at the same time. He's known to be very possessive and very jealous. I'm afraid that if he were to pursue a relationship with a very good woman, that possession—that jealousy—will take over him. The relationship will eventually either turn abusive or go down to shit for him. That was the part that made me worry about him the most, and not to mention, Elliot was quite the narcissistic, inconsiderate asshole at times.

Whenever I would see his YouTube videos...there were some YouTube videos that were pretty fucking awesome: cruising around his BMW, having fun and shooting the shit. There's other videos I just truly disagree with—really bad [ones]. Whenever I would see those types of videos that I strongly disagree with, I would call him out on his bullshit. I would just grab him by the balls and just say it how it is.

Sometimes, Elliot would just tell me to fuck off, or he would just say, “Okay what can I do to change this?” depending on the mood that he was in at the time. Whenever he was in his narcissistic, inconsiderate, asshole bullshit mode, I had to call him out on it. There were times where I would have to yell and scream at him like, “Hey, what the fuck, why the fuck are you posting or venting this shit on YouTube. What the fuck is going on with you? Am I not good enough for you as a dear friend? Am I not good enough for you as a platonic friend?” He would always say, “Yes, you're good enough for me,” and I'm like, “Well then, what the fuck?”

Our platonic friendship was very complicated. He just had a lot of serious mental health issues. He was a very nice person. He had a big heart. He had a big soul. He had a big heart, and a soul of a lion. He was quite the "Supreme Gentleman," but he was also facing his inner demons. He was a narcissistic, inconsiderate asshole. All he really cared about was, “Me me me me me and finding my true love.”

Sometimes, I wonder to myself, “Is this platonic friendship really worth it. Is it really worth having Elliot in my life?” Whenever he would be in his narcissistic, inconsiderate, asshole bullshit mode, I would often feel worthless. Am I not good enough to him? I was his only female friend, and I did my best to try to communicate with him as much as possible. But, I was working a lot of hours at Walmart at the time. Work hours at Walmart were very brutal and very rough for me. Management would treat me like shit. They had me do other duties that were not part of my job requirements.

I did my best to try to communicate with Elliot to the best of my ability whenever I was working on my days off. I was available at all times to him whenever my dad was out of town.

Excuse me a second you guys, it's just that yesterday was a somewhat rough day because all I was doing was reminiscing the good and the bad memories I had with Elliot in the seven months I got to know him before he tragically passed away.

"Que Triste," how very sad, that's what it means in Spanish. We would discuss topics besides yelling at each other and screaming at each other, whenever he was in his inconsiderate, asshole shit. We would talk about topics like sex, love, and relationships. I tried to give him the best advice I could, and as far as sex, he admired the fact that I was not sexually active at that time. Raul would happen to be in Austin working at Murphy USA on behalf of Walmart as a cashier at the time, and I wasn't with anybody else.

When it came to discussing sex, I tried to offer him the best advice I could. I even told him that I was raped by a close acquaintance of mine whom I once trusted, admired, and counted on back in June of 2013. Elliot helped me cope through the trauma of my sexual assault. He was probably thinking to himself, “Wow, this girl has been through so much in her life.” He knew about my past struggles with addiction, and that I was trying to clean myself up. That’s what he admired about me: I was willing to stay strong for myself.

He was a very good listener. He would always provide me with coping skills. He would always provide me with very great advice. He would always provide me with a lot of resources for me to get help and survive the trauma of being a victim of sexual violence, living with mental health issues, and abstaining from my substance abuse disorders. I truly appreciate that from Elliot, and I would offer him the same advice on sex, relationships, ways to find true love, and socializing a little more.

He was not a very sociable person; he was very introverted for his age. His YouTube videos may disclose otherwise, but if you put him in a social circle, he was very introverted. He had a lot of social anxiety. He would stay quiet most of the time, and probably enjoy a glass of champagne or two, just keep to himself if he was at a social gathering.

But, his YouTube videos, oh, he was not introverted at all. He was very outspoken. Somewhat diplomatic but mostly outspoken. That was Elliot from my perspective. He was the "Supreme Gentleman," but at the same time he was quite the narcissistic and inconsiderate asshole at the same time.

There was this one incident where he was venting to me about him being sexually frustrated, him not finding a woman, and all this other sentimental bullshit that he was going through. I got to the point where I got so frustrated with him that I said, “You know what Elliot, if it were up to me, I would literally fuck the shit out of you,” and he was very shocked and appalled by my response. He's all like, “You would?” And I'm like, “Yeah, I really would. If it were up to me, I would literally fuck the shit out of you.” The fact is that he was handsome. He had good looks. He came from a privileged background. He had money. He had a car. He had his own place with two other roommates and shit, and damn! This dude really had it all man, and he's getting frustrated over sex and not finding his true love? Come on, Elliot. Please.

When I gave him that response, he just said, “You would?” And I said, “Yeah I absolutely would. However, like you mentioned before I am NOT your type, so that option is off the table.” We only exchanged selfies just this one time, and he sent a photo of himself in his BMW. I thought he looked very good in that selfie. That was the only selfie that he ever sent to me.

In return (back when I had my first Twitter account; how I first met Elliot), I sent him a nude photo of myself. At that time, I had piercings all over my body. He responded, “This is actually you?” And I said, “Yes, this is actually me and my whole body.” He says, “You look very good.” And I said, “Thank you.” I'll take that as a compliment.

It's unknown whether he saved that photo or not because he's now since passed, but he was very shocked. He said that this was the first nude picture that he's ever seen from a woman, and that woman happened to be me. That was pretty much our platonic friendship; our profound seven-month history of our platonic friendship.

Now, I'm going to go into how he passed away. I got to warn you this is very graphic. So shut down this video, mute it, turn it off, or do whatever the fuck you want with it. I remember the day that he was tragically taken away from me, and that was on May 23rd, 2014. I was working—I had a shift at Walmart, and I was on my lunch break. It was around 7:00 p.m. to 7:30 p.m. Central Standard Time in Weslaco, Texas (5:00 p.m. to 5:30 p.m. his time in California), and I tried to video chat him, but the video chats were automatically disconnected. They would continue dropping on me. I was getting very worried, “What the fuck is going on and shit? This is not like him. He always responds to my video chats."

That very day he didn't, I blew it off initially, then um…sorry guys. Like I said, "Que Triste," how very sad. I remember the day he passed away…well just to continue the story, I kind of blew it off at first. I figured there was a disconnection either on his part or on my part. I remember it was after midnight my time. It was only an hour before my shift ended, and I happened to go on smoke break once again. This time, I went to the lunchroom—the lunch dining room—and associates were tuning in to breaking news at that time saying that there was a mass shooting that occurred around the Santa Barbara, California area. They mentioned a black BMW, and I remember that black BMW: it happens to be Elliot's car. I initially thought, “Oh shit, Elliot is one of the victims. He has to be one of the victims. Shit, I got to run, I got to leave the shift." So I told Joe, my supervisor, “I'm sorry to bother you Joe, but I have to leave my shift very early. I have a family emergency that I need to attend to.” And so he decided to dismiss me for the rest of the night.

I went hauling ass straight home, and I remember tuning in to the breaking news on TV. I logged into my dad's laptop for any possible YouTube videos that he may have posted. And that's when I discovered that he was not one of the victims. Instead, he was the assailant.

What truly happened on May 23rd 2014 at 9:27 p.m. Pacific Standard Time, which is Elliot's time, which would mark 11:27 p.m. Central Standard Time in my time. My dear friend—my dear platonic friend—was the alleged assailant of a mass shooting, that resulted in the deaths of six wonderful college students, and seriously injured 14 others. I managed to see the last video that he posted on red—YouTube. He called that YouTube video, “The Day of Retribution.”

As soon as I got done finishing, viewing that YouTube video, I broke down. I started to cry. I started to shout. I was like, “You motherfucker, how the fuck can you do this to me? How the fuck can you do this to innocent people? Just because of social rejection and sexual jealousy, you had to fucking kill six people and injure 14 others before taking your own damn life?” My dear platonic friend committed suicide through a gunshot wound through his head; a simple fucking gunshot wound just to avoid capture.

Don’t get me wrong folks. I knew the warning signs of his mental health issues. I knew the warning signs of him facing social rejection, social anxiety, and having profound sexual jealousy towards others, but I did not see that shooting coming to me. I didn't think he was going to pull it off but he fucking did.

All I could do was just fucking cry and just grieve, not only for the wonderful six victims that were killed, and for those 14 others, and everyone else that have to now face the most traumatic event of their lives. I grieved for my platonic friend’s suicide. For a long time, I blame myself for, his death. I blame myself for his death. I felt like, the shooting that he committed in California was all my fault—it is my fault—I do hold myself responsible and accountable for Elliot's actions. I do hold myself responsible and accountable for the six college students that lost their lives, the 14 others that were seriously injured, and the rest of the community that were traumatized and impacted by Elliot's malicious actions. For that, I do hold myself responsible and accountable. Why? Because I knew the warning signs, but there was not much I could do for my dear platonic friend at that time.

All I could do was to be there for him, not only as a platonic friend, but it's like he mentioned to me: I'm like an older sister to him; I'm like a mentor to him. All I could do is just be there for him, as an older sister—a sister-like figure—and also be there for him as a mentor. I did the best I could with Elliot, don’t get me wrong. I did the very damn best that I could.

To discuss the grieving process, I immediately went into the denial stage by saying to myself, “Okay he must have been one of the victims of that shooting.” That was my denial stage right there. The anger stage jumped in when I found out that he was the assailant—the sole assailant of that shooting. I managed to skip the bargaining stage because I'm an atheist, and to me there's no such thing as having God or the devil nor an afterlife. There was no such thing as a bargaining stage for me, so I immediately jumped to depression which lasted throughout the next five years, and I finally accepted his death on the fifth anniversary of his suicide.

I remember that fifth anniversary of his suicide. I had my son, Jason, for the weekend. My mom was there, temporarily living with me at that time here in this apartment, along with my brother—my younger brother Gabriel Vaughn. All I could do was think about Elliot. It’s been five years since he's been gone. I had this spiritual feeling that Elliot was by my side and was telling me, “Move on, be happy. Take the weight off of your shoulders, don't worry about me." I could literally feel the weight lifted off of my shoulders on that day, on the fifth anniversary of his tragic passing. I came to terms of his death.

Now, I'll tell you about the pros and the cons of Elliot's atrocities and his eventual tragic passing.

The pros of it is that is that it has made me the better person that I am today, knowing that he doesn't have to struggle with his inner demons anymore, knowing that he's probably in a better place, and I do hope that he is at peace with himself at this time. It's made me the better person that I am today.

One year after his death, I sought psychiatric treatment for my own medical issues. My psychiatrist and my assigned PA know about Elliot. They all know how I have been through. Even my current trauma therapist knows about him.Thanks to Elliot, his tragic passing encouraged me to get help for myself, for my own mental health issues, for my substance abuse issues. On his behalf, I do advocate for those who are struggling with mental health disorders and substance abuse disorders, or a combination of both, which is also known as a dual diagnosis. I do this in Elliot's honor, my honor.

Now, the cons of it was that two months after the tragic mass shooting and his suicide, I had to quit Walmart. Shortly after his death, I was getting ridden up at Walmart, mostly due to work-related mistakes that I would make because I could not cope with his death at the time. I was chain-smoking a lot of cigarettes. I was drinking on the dock job. I was a functioning hard worker at Walmart at the time, but too bad that high functioning status didn’t last too long. It got to the point where my job performance was deteriorating. I had no choice but to turn in my resignation. I cited due to medical reasons, and an overall dissatisfaction of the job, but in reality, the real reason I quit was because I couldn't cope with Elliot’s death.

For the next five years, things were like a rollercoaster. It was like a carousel inside my head. My head was like a little whirlwind and all this other shit. I mean my mind was just fucking around with me. Just having to live with the shame and guilt of what my platonic friend, Elliot, did, and the dire consequences, as a result of it. That's the main cons of his death.

The pros are that I got the treatment for myself, and I do advocate for others who are living with the same mental health issues and substance abuse issues. Thanks to Elliot—Elliot's death—he really helped me out a lot. He really made me open my eyes and say as if he were telling me right now, “Hey, shit, go get some help.”

So, let me talk to you about yesterday. This is going to conclude this video series. Yesterday, it was overall a good day for me. It was a very damn good day for me. Don't get me wrong, there were times where I had my PTSD flashbacks and triggers, regarding Elliot's atrocities and his death. There were times where I had to cry and shit but at the same time I felt okay. I felt extremely ok about it because I already came to terms on it.

As of last year, May 23rd, or 2019, was when I finally accepted his death. Yesterday was May 23rd, 2020 and happens to be the 6th anniversary, and I feel okay. What I did was that on the app called YouTube music, I created a playlist called, "Elliot's Playlist," which has his all-time favorite song. It's from a band called, “Drowning Pool.” The song is called, “Tear Away.” That was his favorite song, and that happens to be his favorite band, which is, “Drowning Pool,” not with the new—not with the current new singers. He liked the original lineup with Dave Williams at that time, and “Tear Away” is a very good song. It's the perfect description of my Elliot to be honest with you. I mean no wonder why he loved that song so much because it just reminded him—it was the perfect description of him and what he was feeling.

I mean him being the “Supreme Gentleman,” but at the same time being the modern-day Patrick Bateman from American Psycho. That's what we call them back in the day. I would call him the modern day Patrick Bateman. That's what he really was—he was the modern day Patrick Bateman.

On an app called, “YouTube Music,” I created a playlist called, “Elliot's Playlist.” “Tear Away” from “Drowning Pool” happens to be the very first song on there. I also composed a total of 40 songs from various rock and metal artists that I think that Elliot would absolutely love, if he were still around. I created that playlist in honor of him, and I managed to download that playlist, so that playlist is totally saved, and all I could do was just listen to “Drowning Pool” music all day long through my Bluetooth stereo system, just to reflect on the good and the bad memories I had of my Elliot. That’s what I did all day.

Yesterday was all good to me. I remember the day before that he passed. I remember the last words that he said to me. His last words to me was, “See you on the other side, kid.”

And to conclude this, I do have a message for my dear platonic friend, Elliot. Elliot, thank you for being there for me—in the seven months that we got to know each other—it was an absolute pleasure to get to meet you and know you. I have since forgiven you for what you have done, and I will always forgive you, but it does not mean I'm going to ever forget. You may have created a lot of trauma in my life, but—I'm way past it now. I accept it for what it is Elliot…and even if you're not with me, I will always be there for you—no matter what. I will always stand by your side, and I hope that you are at peace with yourself, and you come to terms with everything. I just want to tell you that I love you very much—as a younger brother figure—as my platonic friend—as my best friend—as everything to me. You will be missed, but you will not be forgotten. Yes, what you did was very very wrong. I still grieve for the six students that were killed that very very night. But—but, I miss you buddy, despite what you—despite all this shit you put me throughout the years, I still love you, and I fucking forgive you. Because to never forgive means that you will never be able to move on. I love you very much, Elliot. If there's such a thing as an afterlife, I do hope to see you either sooner or later, when my time comes, whenever it does come. It's just like you said to me—your last words, “See you on the other side, kid.” Well, let me tell you something, Elliot: I'll see you on the other side, kid.

Thank you folks for letting me share this. I sincerely appreciate all of your unconditional love and support. And those of you that are going through the grieving process—whether you lost a parent, a sibling, an aunt, or even a best friend, like how I lost my Elliot—I have some advice for you: Don’t go through the grieving process the hard way like I did. Trust me, it will haunt you. It will eat you alive. Just learn it from my story. It took me five years to eventually accept what Elliot has done and eventually accept his passing. My advice to you guys going through the grieving process right now due to a loss of a loved one is that your loved one would not want you to be sad or whatsoever or to be angry or whatsoever. If you do feel sad and angry, just let it go. Just let it go and be happy and move on, that's what your deceased loved ones would want would want from you guys. If they wronged you at some point just like how my Elliot did wronged me, please forgive them. You don't have to forget all about the situation if you want to, but I strongly suggest that you start the forgiving process because that's the only way you can eventually accept your loved ones passing and be able to move on with life. I thank you guys for your time and patience, much love to you.

Now, it is 5:23 a.m. Central Standard Time here in Weslaco. It’s time to proceed with my day. Thank you very much, and Elliot, like I said, “I'll see you on the other side, kid.” Have a great day folks. Take care of yourselves and each other. If you are grieving, you are not alone. You guys have me. You guys will always have me, just like how my Elliot has me right now. You will always be in my heart—that's all I’ll say for now you guys. Have a great day, bye-bye.

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hurricane331 · 8 days ago

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Definitively Refuting Pekka Eric Auvinen (Point by Point)

Today the process of natural selection is totally misguided. It has reversed. Human race has been devolving very long time for now. tinker head and stupid , weak-minded people are reproducing more and faster than the intelligent, strong-minded people. Laws protect the tinker head majority which selects the leaders of society. Modern human race has not only betrayed its ancestors, but the future generations too.

Pekka Eric Auvinen has already shown his lack of historical intelligence since the beginning of the manifesto. Human civilization itself as a functional structure can only exist if the realistic perception of the universe is removed from the collective mentality and replaced by a series of human values that meet the designs of society itself. Therefore, Civilization and Knowledge are absolutely antagonistic aspects. The so-called "Great leaders or civilizing fathers" are nothing more than leaders who share the exact nature of the so-called "leaders elected by idiots" that Auvinen mentions. After all, if they did not have equivalent natures, they would not coexist under the same common structure. The first mentioned are simply more articulate and perceptive of their actions than the second group mentioned. Regarding reproduction and intelligence, it is important to say that the greatest capacity that man must have, first of all, is the understanding of his own life, everyday notions and personal behavior, in order to then reach a capacity for realistic perception of the universe around him. Intelligent people, therefore, are not some kind of human parrot, a repeater of the methodologies established by civilization to reach knowledge, such as science or philosophy, but rather, someone who has a practical understanding of cause and action in all aspects, human and natural. By nature, these people live a productive and non-interactive way of life with other social groups and have their perpetuity, according to the capacities of the place where they live, for human reproduction. Obviously, destruction and decay are part of the essence of civilization, since it is nothing more than a true Evil Virus to the earth and to humans themselves, literally, a collective solipsism. Therefore, Auvinen complaining that the current civilization rewards ignorance and denies knowledge is the same as me saying that a doctor knows medicine. If he really were the Übermensch that he thought he was, he should perceive the root of the civilizational structure, and applaud that this is happening, because it means that the natural course of civilization's decay and its eventual collapse is taking place. Going against this is therefore going against nature. Thinking that a civilization will be shaped by people with knowledge is the same as thinking that a lion will start being vegan. And regarding past generations, there are no innocents. The current world is the sum of old decisions and values, with the same process in the present. There is no betrayal, there is no transcendence. There is only the natural course of entropic decay of civilization and of all those who make it up.

Homo Sapiens, HAH! It is more like a Homo Idioticus to me! When I look at people I see every day in society, school and everywhere... I can’t say I belong to same race as the lousy, miserable, arrogant, selfish human race! No! I have evolved one step above!

Once again we see that Auvinen had no historical knowledge and knew absolutely nothing about what he thought he knew. It is clear in human history that civilization is not an inevitable behavior, much less, a primordial one for humanity as a whole. In fact, the same history is marked by the War between the civilized man and the Natural man, who refuses to live according to the designs of the first group mentioned. From here, we begin to see that Auvinen and the people he so criticized and hated were nothing more or less than different sides of the same coin.

Naturality has been discriminated through religions, ideologies, laws and other mass delusion systems. Individual, who is going through his/hers natural power process and trying to live naturally, but is being told that the way he acts or thinks is wrong and stupid, will usually have some reactions which might be considered as "psychological disorders" by the establishment. In reality they are just natural reactions to the disruption of natural power process. They will have some of the following (depending on individual's personality): feelings of inferiority / superiority, hostility, aggression, frustration, depression, self-hatred / hatred towards other people, suicidal / homicidal thought etc... and it is completely normal.

This point is completely distorted by Auvinen. The occurrence of uncontrolled violence or suicidal thoughts is not a reflection of an innate anti-civilization nature, after all, such behaviors also occur in the public that he himself considers in his manifesto as "Homo Idioticus". These are just behaviors that are experienced by ignorant people, where their already destructive nature is mixed with a way of life where the lack of information is paramount. Knowledge is the realistic perception of things, and the tendency of life itself, like the evolution itself that Auvinen tries to use to justify his actions, absolutely describes that the objective of life is to perpetuate itself, adapt and develop fully. From there we can see that knowledge leads to life, and not death, as Auvinen tried to convey. This means that all actions carried out by someone who has knowledge will have as their sole objective, adaptation and, as a primary objective, the perpetuation of life itself. Another important point to make is that what society says or does not say is only important if people give importance to the concept. No social value is objective and therefore only exists in the minds of those who follow it, which is why it needs to be imposed by civilization through the state militia that the people call the Army or Police.

Humans are just a species among other animals and world does not exist only for humans. Death and killing is not a tragedy, it happens in nature all the time between all species. Not all human lives are important or worth saving. Only superior (intelligent, self-aware, strong-minded) individuals should survive while inferior (stupid, tinker head, weak-minded masses) should perish. There is also another solution to the problem: stupid people as slaves and intelligent people as free. What I mean is that they who have free minds, are capable of intelligent existential and philosophical thinking and know what justice is, should be free and rulers... and the robotic masses, they can be slaves since they do not mind it now either and because their minds are on so tinker head level. The gangsters that now rule societies, would of course get what they deserve. Of course there is a final solution too: death of entire human race. It would solve every problem of humanity. The faster human race is wiped out from this planet, the better... no one should be left alive. I have no mercy for the scum of earth, the pathetic human race.

Auvinen is wrong again in understanding the reason for death and also the very existence of life. Life is conflict. For a conflict to exist, there must be two groups fighting for the same means. This is why there are antagonistic behaviors in humanity, which is the grouping of the only type of living being on Earth that has the capacity for symbolic intelligence and the capacity for transformation and attempts to dissociate itself from natural precepts. From there we can see that this 19th CENTURY CIVILIZATIONAL MATERIALIST thinking that Auvinen, as the human copier that she was, tried to repeat in her manifesto is wrong. Man is indeed a unique being in nature, whether he accepts it or not, and this is an empirical fact. Inevitably, Auvinen will have to follow the values and actions of the civilization that he supposedly "hates" so much to counter this truth. Regarding the nature of death, it is obvious that Auvinen is once again wrong, since he did not analyze man himself to reach such a conclusion, which, as we have seen, has no true roots. Another interesting thing is that from here we begin to see that Auvinen's objective was never knowledge or a social structure created by knowledge, but rather to seize power. A classic case of the dream of the oppressed, of becoming the oppressor. He himself uses methodologies created by civilization as an example of the superior man (Philosophy, Science) is definitive proof that he wanted this. There are no anti-civilization values in Auvinen, but rather, just a counterposition to modern civilization.

Collective Deindividualization: Totalitarianism & Delusions Of Democracy Collective deindividualization is a phenomenon where individual will be trained as part of the mindless herd controlled by state, corporation, church or some other organization, group, ideology, religion or mass delusion system and adopt it's rules, morality and codes of conduct. This phenomenon has been familiar in all despotic, authoritarian, totalitarian, monarchist, communist, socialist, nazi, fascist and religious societies troughout history. Also, the modern western democratic republics have the same phenomenon. It is just done so that people will think they are free and don't realize they are being enslaved. Majority of people in society are weak-minded and ignorant retards, masses that act like programmed robots and accept voluntarily slavery. But not me! I am self-aware and realize what is going on in society! I have a free mind! And I choose to be free rather than live like a robot or slave. You can say I have a “god complex”, sure... then you have a “group complex”! Compared to you tinker head masses, I am actually godlike. Totalitarian governments rule people through education system, consumerism, mass media, monopoly on the legitimate use of physical force (police, military) and laws discriminating people who think differently than the majority. Democracy... you think democracy means freedom and justice? You are wrong. Democracy is a dictatorship of the moral majority... and the majority is manipulated and ruled by the state mafia. Modern western democracy has nothing to do with freedom or justice; it is totalitarian and corrupted system. Laws are made over the heads of the people and people are being brainwashed to support the system and connected to the institutional structures immediately after their birth. Societies are being ruled by manipulative and charismatic politicians who only care about the interests of majority, and who do not base their decisions on reason but emotions and feelings of the masses. These masses let the authorities of state to make all the important decisions for them. The masses will get an education, they study, get a job, go to work and vote in elections. They think they are free and don’t criticise or question the system. They have become robots. It is like a constructed mechanism in mind, that leaves little choice for an individual to think, talk and act independently.

This one is extremely easy to refute. Auvinen believes that man is what he is because of teaching, although he makes it clear in the same text that there is some kind of essential innate component behind this (weak-minded, ignorant retards). This cognitive dissonance between the two ideas is seen continually in the manifesto and is based on the fact that Auvinen had no understanding whatsoever of the implications of his ideas. It is obvious that human behavior arises from an innate individual quality, which is activated or not by external stimulus, and Auvinen even comes close to this fact, but destroys it and creates a series of solipsistic ideas of how man works. This is also seen in the case of Auvinen's 3 Types of Humans, which I will mention later. Again, in the end he tries to paint himself as a man who has transcended all of this, but his way of acting shows exactly the opposite. He is just a black sheep, an expected and even predictable counterpoint to the social system. And he never stopped being a sheep. Another important thing to say is that the individual should not do anything that uses himself to understand or establish reality. This behavior is precisely what civilization does and is its basis. However, Auvinen defends the opposite of this, and definitively proves what I am saying about him. The intelligent man knows that he does not depend on the state, because the state is a false manifestation of the Natural Hierarchy that is spontaneous and voluntary. He knows that the natural form of human social organization is the tribe and that only those who are prepared or know about something should deal with or talk about it. None of the behaviors mentioned are even pointed out by Auvinen. What Auvinen wants is not the pure, uncivilized man. He wants only a polished, civilized man, in his image.

Three Kinds Of Humans There are three kinds of human personality types in this world: 1) individualistic human (3% of the world population) 2) manipulative human (3% of the world population) 3) mass human (94% of the world population) #1 & #2 type of personalities are intelligent, creative and self-aware. They have chosen bit different paths paths. #3 type of personalities are less intelligent and less creative, weak-minded people controlled by #2 type of personalities. The percentages are only estimations though but are based on Gaussian distribution and history of human race and how humans have organized into societies. And this is the way it has always been ever since humans started to organize into communities. Another way how to divide people is bit different but is based on the same facts, human nature and history. The division is based on the level of intelligence and quality of mentality: 1) intelligent (3% of the world population) 2) slightly tinker head, so called “normal people” or “robots” (94% of the world population) 3) highly tinker head, “vegetables” (3% of the world population)

There are only two groups of humans:

- Civilized Man - Uncivilized Natural Man.

Auvinen does not make a single statement about this. The difference between the two is simple and clear:

Civilized man believes that he is the center of the universe and must therefore interpret reality as he sees fit. Natural Man, on the other hand, knows that he is part of the universe, and that the universe has established laws that cannot be contradicted and seeks to develop them, even if civilized man thinks otherwise. Auvinen was not even able to attest to the cause of the problem and therefore, his data is not certain. Another thing: this difference is behavioral and essential, therefore, it is impossible for a civilized man to become an uncivilized man. and Auvinen himself is living proof of this.

Total War Against Humanity Hate, Im so full of it and I love it. That is one thing I really love. Some time ago, I used to believe in humanity and I wanted to live a long and happy life... but then I woke up. I started to think deeper and realized things. But it was not easy to become existential... knowing as much as I know has made me unhappy, frustrated and angry. I just can’t be happy in the society or the reality I live. Due to long process of existential thinking, observing the society I live and some other things happened in my life... I have come to the point where I feel nothing but hate against humanity and human race. Life is just a meaningless coincidence... result of long process of evolution and many several factors, causes and effects. However, life is also something that an individual wants and determines it to be. And I'm the dictator and god of my own life. And me, I have chosen my way. I am prepared to fight and die for my cause. I, as a natural selector, will eliminate all who I see unfit, disgraces of human race and failures of natural selection. You might ask yourselves, why did I do this and what do I want. Well, most of you are too arrogant and closed-minded to understand... You will proprably say me that I am “insane”, “crazy”, “psychopath”, “criminal” or crap like that. No, the truth is that I am just an animl, a human, an individual, a dissident. I have had enough. I don’t want to be part of this fucked up society. Like some other wise people have said in the past, human race is not worth fighting for or saving... only worth killing. But... When my enemies will run and hide in fear when mentioning my name... When the gangsters of the corrupted governments have been shot in the streets... When the rule of idioracy and the democratic system has been replaced with justice... When intelligent people are finally free and rule the society instead of the idiocratic rule of majority... In that great day of deliverance, you will know what I want. Long live the revolution... revolution against the system, which enslaves not only the majority of weak-minded masses but also the small minority of strong-minded and intelligent individuals! If we want to live in a different world, we must act. We must rise against the enslaving, corrupted and totalitarian regimes and overthrow the tyrants, gangsters and the rule of idiocracy. I can’t alone change much but hopefully my actions will inspire all the intelligent people of the world and start some sort of revolution against the current systems. The system discriminating naturality and justice, is my enemy. The people living in the world of delusion and supporting this system are my enemies. I am ready to die for a cause I know is right, just and true... even if I would lose or the battle would be only remembered as evil... I will rather fight and die than live a long and unhappy life. And remember that this is my war, my ideas and my plans. Don’t blame anyone else for my actions than myself. Don’t blame my parents or my friends. I told nobody about my plans and I always kept them inside my mind only. Don’t blame the movies I see, the music I hear, the games I play or the books I read. No, they had nothing to do with this. This is my war: one man war against humanity, governments and weak-minded masses of the world! No mercy for the scum of the earth! HUMANITY IS OVERRATED! It's time to put NATURAL SELECTION & SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST back on tracks! Justice renders to everyone his due. - Pekka-Eric Auvinen (aka NaturalSelector89, Natural Selector, Sturmgeist89 and Sturmgeist). I also use pseydonym Eric von Auffoin internationally

If the manifesto is an attempt at a dissident intellectual treatise, its epilogue is nothing more than an emotional externalization. Auvinen truly believed that he had transcended civilization, the normal man, but in truth, he had only become its counterpart and not its true enemy. Everything Auvinen fought for makes no sense, is not claimed by nature and has suffered the same fate as the very civilization he tried to reject, has suffered and will suffer again: Decay and Annihilation, not Perpetuity. Auvinen is, in short, a tragic figure, a figure of a man who does not know the world he lives in, who knows himself, but does not want to seek reality, because he knows that it is hostile to him, and in a last attempt to control a universe uncontrollable to man, he self-flagellates, taking others with him. with evolution existing and having as its manifestation the perpetuity and triumph of life, we can say that Auvinen was rejected by nature and that his values and principles were exactly that: personal values and principles, and nothing more. And as always, nature swallowed them and destroyed them forever. and all who try by any means to repeat this will be equally destroyed, by the full manifestation of the universe, knowledge and life.

I will soon make other posts about other manifestos. If you want, I can analyze points that you want to open for discussion.

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