#delusion

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝓋𝒾𝑜𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓉, 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓇𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓁𝑒𝓈, 𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹 𝓃𝑜𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃.

ℳ𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝒶𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹, ℐ 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝓂𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓁.

𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓃 ℐ 𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓊𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝓃𝑒𝒹.

Parasitizing the achievements of others, they plant their flag as if they’ve conquered new territory. To view the fruits of human ingenuity merely as a "personal affirmation machine" is the act of a savage bandit lacking any sense of civilization.

They performed as a "pioneer" on the temporary stage of media, papering over the decay of reality with the narcotics of validation. But now that the high has worn off, only silence remains. Having lost the others they once used as mirrors for their own reflection, they are left with nothing but an inflated ego, trapped within a cage of their own self-deception.

After fabricating a hollow life into a "special story," they have reached nothing more than a ridiculous cul-de-sac—unobserved and irrelevant. In the end, all exploitation inevitably converges on this same profound silence.

他者の成果に寄生し、さも自分の領地であるかのように旗を立てる。文明の利器を「私専用の肯定装置」としか解釈できぬその様は、まさに知性なき山賊の所業だ。

"I'm sorry Nevermore didn't work out for you, Wednesday. I'm sure your mother will be very disappointed." *pause* "And so am I." = I am your secret parent, and it pains me to see you like this.