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Holding Up the Mirror

Posted on by Nagolbud

Many times in life were faced with difficult situations and choices that will reflect those decisions in the future. Often times we don’t stop to actually reflect on where these choices, in these situations, will lead too in the future. Many times we don’t even stop to think about it at all. We carry on our show as if nothing happened, never realizing who we hurt or the repercussions from our actions.

Most people are sold into an alternative reality involving social media, television, and the small bubble that they live in. Most people don’t take the time to get to know the strange person and the uniqueness goes unnoticed in day to day life. People look them selves in the mirror many times a day, some people several times a day snapping photo after photo, but none of these people stop to reflect.

This can be one of the most difficult things for anyone to do. To set aside your bags of pride, to let down your shield of ego, to forget about the wounds, to wash away the tears, and to reflect on yourself. To look yourself in the mirror and ask your self the real questions. What the fuck are you doing?! What are you doing with your life?! Why the fuck are you hurting people just to get some fake ass money?! Or just to grab some damn attention?! What are you taking all these photos for? Why are you lying to everyone around you to maintain an image?! Is what I believe about life, science, the earth, space, is it even real?! Do I even fucking know?!

Learning how to hold up the mirror is one of the most valuable skills you could ever imagine yet so many are scared to walk into the fun house. To see yourself for who you really are. To admit to yourself, and everyone else who you really are. To accept it. To let it out. At this point, and only at this point, will you be able to move on. Only then will you be able to start to see your faults, accept them, and stop being so afraid to show them at the expense of fitting in. People make the mistake of taking my writings as the rants of someone of real anger but the reality is the sarcasm is heavier than a megalodon. I’ve already come to the reality I’m a douche a bag. A troll. But I’m an honest troll. I don’t mind admitting I live under the bridge. I don’t mind showing off my neck beard. The reality is the trolls delete their own comments off my content.

Coming to the reality that I’m nothing but a douche bag came from looking in the mirror. Admitting and accepting this reality was a bitter pill to swallow. I was nothing but a narcissistic cunt chasing my own ego in a circular jerk motion of never ending evolutionary bullshit. A lot of people mock the things I say or the ideas I express and if I hadn’t held up the mirror to myself years ago, and to this day, I wouldn’t have the courage to stand my ground against all these poor content trolls. To be honest with you the feminist crowd doesn’t stand a chance because they know they are miserable. Deep down they know feminism has fucked them harder than Ron Jeremy in the 80’s. Deep down they have no real fight. The real cowardly haters I get come from nearby, those that claim to be apart of the same group.

As you can see the consequences from avoiding the mirror come in on both sides. People hide behind masks and lies avoiding the truth at every expense. People will curse and kick when the reality is it’s usually directly their fault. They blame everyone and everything around them and most men won’t hold up the mirror to a women, let alone themselves. So around we go in the societal whirlwind, never stopping to look in the mirror. Never stopping to question our motives, our agenda, what we stand for, who we would stand for. We walk around as empty voids, having no soul or essence, just a character or clown putting on a show, juggling a few pins with a smile, looking for the next quarter in the cup.

Where does it all lead? What’s the point? So you get millions, then what? So you get all the pussy? So you get all the attention? So you get all likes on facebook? So you’re followed by millions on instagram? Then what? OOO soo popular. Soo cool. You know I didn’t even have an instagram until about 2 weeks ago when I transfered my photos over so it was easier to upload. I didn’t care about your stupid ass on instagram posting boob selfies all day and I still don’t! It’s pathetic to see how many millions of women do this shit on all social media just for some likes. You ain’t even making money!!!!!!! 3 million followers? Hahaha you don’t make anything on instagram and youtube pays like a gum ball machine. Pew Die Pie has like 50 trillion subscribers yet I don’t know who he is. I don’t watch him. Don’t care. All this nonsense, chasing and playing games just for a few likes. These women come on my instagram, follow me, like a few photos, but it’s all just a trick, if you follow them back they unfollow you and move on. Bing bang, next! They have no conscious, like a robot crawling your page for any search juice. They probe and prick any ounce of attention from you and your profile and move on. Faster than a google bot shes on to the next dude and dick.

What the fuck are we doing it for?! Day after day we continue the same circus show putting on fake smiles with clown paint and a thumbs up for .00013 seconds of entertainment. We already live in a society that’s mocked by 10 year old movies like Idiocracy. We live in a world where people pull out their phone to record instead of beating down that douche bag in a costume using his badge as an excuse to unleash his narcissistic rage on some unsuspecting victim. We live in a world where every action we take is to build the subscriber count or bring in more followers. Fuck man it’s so pathetic the lives we live. Chasing these pennies thrown down by a corporation that milks our content for everything it’s worth tossing a few bones. Mean while most are willing to jump on the shoulders of others grinding their fingers into the eyes of those around them just to get a few more gum balls.

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People use eachother for the moment just to make an ex jealous or fill the void temporarly while they line up their next victim. So many claim to live such a great life and will never stop to admit any of this is true while claiming I’m crazy. These are the people that can’t stand the mirror. They hate the truth. They hate anything and everything that shines light on these realities and like the vultures they are will scrape and claw at any available meat.

I’m sick of this bullshit and I’m here to hold up the mirror,
when your left sitting in your room holding back a tear,
just remember these words and know you can be a douche bag too,
and that even the douche bag has an important role in life,
here to clean out all that nasty shit that finds it’s way through,

take a moment to see yourself for who you really are,
walking around on earth living in nasa made galaxy,
thinking you’re free when asking for permission is your luxury,
paying a few dollars to get your scott lawn fertilizer,
just to impress your neighbors, grass standing in attention to the kaiser,

putting on a mask anytime you enter our modern society,
treating people as if they were dirt unless a piety,
just another day walking down the sidewalk, whistling a tune,
20 followers on instagram and you only had to give up the poon,
thinking your girdle makeup and purse make you a celebrity,

live in this lie we call reality, most put on a show,
casting off their true self living in the shadow,
i spend my weekends sitting here writing poems like Edgar Allan Poe,
i guess there’s nothing left for me to do but take a nice long walk through the meadow.

The Battle of a Man’s Heart

Posted on by Nagolbud

The reality is most of us have been in a bad relationship. Most of us have been in a terrible relationship. Let’s face it, most of us have been in a lot of bad relationships. Most of us have been in a lot of terrible relationships. Personally my mother showed many characteristics of being a malignant narcissistic sociopath and this set me up to willingly date them unaware.

I don’t know if I attracted them per sae, as I attracted a lot of girls growing up. Somehow they always managed to be the ones I was in a relationship with however. Not always, but a large percentage of the girls I dated turned out to be exactly like this. Even once I started learning about narcissism, sociopaths, Jezebel personalities, Delilah personalities, ect. when I was younger they still managed to trick me every once in a while.

Many times I found myself feeling extremely depressed and unhappy with life when I was in these relationships. It didn’t happen overnight which is part of the trick. I would have seen it if it happened suddenly and without a well executed plan of attack. Often times it can take weeks, months, or even years to fully carry out their plan. Little by little, they start to whittle away at your foundation. At the same time they send out a psychological flank in one of your most vulnerable positions.

You wonder to yourself, how did this happen? I was just eating and drinking with my buddies, playing cards and enjoying some good fun when all of a sudden there was movement in the bushes. Little did we know there was something lurking, watching, waiting. We begin to worry, doubt, and fear what could be hiding in the bushes. Is a cute free range rabbit? I don’t think so. It’s too big. Suddenly it stops.

You look around and everything seems to be normal. Perhaps it was just the breeze you think. So you go back to having fun with your buddies. You are enjoying the freedom and liberty of life. The sunset is beautiful. The buzz starts to kick in from the beers. Another buddy comes back from the lake with some fish and another with a small boar he shot while taking a shit. You feel great, laughing inside, suddenly out of the corner of your eye you see several shadows dance across the tree line.

You look over and once again see nothing. This time you take no chances and send out a small team to recon and another to setup security just in case. Meanwhile you gaze through your binoculars as the spotter and long range shooter setup near by. Reports come back and it’s all clear. You see nothing and start to doubt your own leadership abilities. You wonder if you are starting to see things. You tell your team to come back and enjoy the rest of the night. You drink a few extra beers to calm the nerves and pass around a few jokes with the guys.

The sun has set, the moon is high in the sky, the forest is quiet, and the pond is still. All is peaceful on the top of the hill. A few guys are still playing cards while another is setting up his hammock. One’s passed out with a giant smile and a cigar still stuck to his lip. You can’t help but laugh and slap it out of his mouth.

This is when it happens. Those shadows become demons and the rustle of the bush turns into a full on assault. You scream not only for your platoon but also as a rally cry. You run for cover firing every chance you get. Platoon in total chaos as they run for their weapon dodging bullets and fire. You grab a grenade from your waste band, pull the pin, and throw it as far as you can taking position while flinging out some cover fire.

The only thing racing through your mind is doubt and fear. You can’t believe you let your self and your men get caught sleeping. Questioning the leadership as you slap a new magazine in. This is when you see it. You see the flank charging in. With one last effort you grab the M240 Bravo and try to cover. You yell for your team to get down as you spin in rapid fire. When the smoke clears there’s nothing left. Your hobbies, your dreams, your personality, it’s all gone. Your clip runs dry and all you here is click click click.

This is where I found myself many times during and after a relationship like this. Building your confidence back up can be extremely difficult. Getting yourself, your hobbies, your life back can be one of the hardest things ever imaginable. You look around at all the dead bodies and wonder how you could ever recover. You question who you even are anymore. Whether or not your personality is what it is or what it even is.

The only thing you can really do is bury the dead. As you start to walk away and realize everything that has occurred, your doubt becomes curiosity and your fear becomes depression. It’s a fuzzy feeling and quite hard to put words on the line, as your mind goes blank and your body pushes forward. You dust off old habits and hobbies that bring back some cognitive function. You feel the cool fall breeze biting your nipples as you go back for a sweatshirt before wondering to yourself how it all happened.

You stay up late reading internet articles like this one. Questioning your existence and what it is you’re doing. You start to realize you’re not alone and many men have fought this very battle. You’re filled with rage and joy while laying low as a survivor. You start to remember your wants and desires, your dreams and hobbies. Your shown a mission and objective with an achievable goal.

This is where true growth comes from. Self reflection and honesty. You see your self for who you really are. What you really are. As it becomes obvious looking in the mirror. Don’t let yourself get stuck in the process, because we have a very short existence. Wasting your time bashing and hating might build your falsified confidence but it won’t bring you to a place of consistent joy, you’ll be left sitting in the camp staring at your boy.

This is one area I truly struggle in, and that’s remaining humble. The ability to build confidence without hurting someone else can be difficult in this society. Especially when it’s so easy with no responsibility for your actions. You can personally see many times I have lost my humility from passion, emotion, or rage. It’s easy to do.

The only way we get through this is with a well educated platoon. Where each member has a unique tool set to add value to the tune. Where we truly argue and debate as men, with no topic off the table with true ideas and opinions to validate. Staying inside the camp of death you can’t revitalize who you are.

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People In Costumes

Posted on by Nagolbud

Food for thought…. most think the Constitution is the foundation of the USA. Those people clearly didn’t read it very well because inside that document it clearly states the foundation for the USA is taxes. A group of random people gave the right and authority to another group of random people to tax another random group of people. Why on earth would someone have random authority to tax me? Have you ever asked yourself that question?

Most people don’t. They ignore YouTube clips of the IRS literally stating income taxes are voluntary. They live in a state of stupefied zombie land. The only real thing they’ve maintained from their public school education is the adherence to authority. Similar circumstances in college as well, as it’s more of a brainwashing army camp as they deprive those of sleep, funds, and surround them with alcohol and drugs.

Sounds like Vietnam when they tricked a nation into war with yet another country while using it’s soldiers as disposable pawns. Betrayed by the idea of fighting for freedom with no hope upon return. Not only that but gunning down students at Kent State University for protesting the war. Abuse by the government on all sides against even it’s own soldiers and future liberal government lovers.

Men in dresses sit on thrones as they cast judgement on those around them for silly things like fishing without a permit or traveling without permission. They might as well wear a fake wig too and really play the part; one with a bit of curls for their douche bag personality of narcissism to leech off his own local populace.

Similarly his errand boys for revenue collection wear a cute matching uniform depending on their department. They act hard and tough like their James Bond from a terrorist plot, thwarting your bombing attempt when in reality it was just a bag of weed. They march around obeying every order claiming “I’m just doing my job”.

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People in costumes running around with some preconceived public education authority as if they have any right or authority to tell another human being they can’t smoke weed or carry a gun for self defense. Pretending they have some parental control over every human being they meet because the “government” told them it’s their job. At no point in history has this ever ended on a positive note. You will not find a single civilization in history that could maintain “government”. The reason is because it’s an illusion sold to the people to turn them into willing consensual slaves.

No one in their right mind would willingly give over their hard earned money for taxes, especially income taxes which go directly to war funds. This is where the cognitive dissonance comes in. Most can agree they don’t want to pay taxes but they make up some stupid excuse about paying for schools and “educating children” just like them! They’re so educated they pay a percentage of their income to the government for war!

Wow I wish I was so edumacated I could pay taxes too! I wish I was so educated I could get permission to build a home. Boy golly I wish I was super smart enough to get that piece of plastic that says I have permission to drive a commercial vehicle just for personal travel. Interesting how I’m too stupid to figure out that fishing permit form. I really wish I was educated like you in your fancy skool so I was so super smart.

Obey Government

When you really just sit back and think about it. Washington D.C. doesn’t even make sense. Washington District of Colombia. Seriously just stop and think about it. Really. It doesn’t even make sense. Not even a little. And that little district claims political and legal authority over the rest of the country. What’s even funnier is if everyone in your town turned off their mainstream media and politics they would be free.

If everyone in the entire state turned off their television, political left vs right paradigm. Turn offed their government worship and just went about their life… literally things would only get better. You would still have the do good white knight willing to protect his community, as would many good fathers. And you would still have thieves and murderers ignoring the law of the land. The fight of good vs evil doesn’t disappear with government, but certainly a large evil disappears when living without government. A freedom to build and create your own life.

The reality is with government it’s almost impossible to simply survive for the lower class. And the leading cause of death, of all time, of everything. Government is literally the leading cause of death in history, and under legal fictions, roman curia, or similar Vatican law, governments are mere corporations. Let that sink in next time you clap for your political puppet.

Self Censorship: Scared to Think

Posted on by Nagolbud

If you’re scared to speak your mind your voice is irrelevant. In fear of saying the wrong thing, you’re already self policing your own thoughts and mind. Many fail to realize why censorship is so dangerous as they question their own critical thinking in place of conformity bias. Wondering if you might offend some Karen or Nancy holding back your thought process. Whether online or offline society requires self censorship and if you disobey you’re an evil misogynist.

All these movements and marches slicing off junks of the English vocabulary to comfort their accountability. Forced to bite your tongue so some nut bag doesn’t get triggered and throw a temper tantrum. Society being babied and coddled unable to have a debate or conversation without getting emotional. Many topics of interest thrown in the trash to stave of personal responsibility, as the illusion progresses people start to hide from their own reflection in the mirror.

In all aspects of society you’re graded on your ability to turn off critical thinking and go into robot mode. Clinging to the very system that has you depressed and suppressed in some weird Stockholm Syndrome LSD trip. Any new thoughts or ideas are labeled dangerous to your identity kicking off your cognitive dissonance alarm. Quickly reformatting the hard drive back to default so your circuits don’t over load. Freedom of thought is strictly for crazy people and insane asylums as you clock in for your 9 to 5.

Chasing validation and clout on social media and in the workplace your routine becomes programmed to stay inside the conformity bubble. Repeating the same trends and tasks so maybe one day you’ll be rewarded with an employee of the month plaque. Failing to realize your creativity and joy are being sucked out as the mosquitos of censorship buzz around your ears. Living in a state of depression and anxiety all because you’re scared to think for your self.

Relationships and family fall apart as little issues become huge with no ability to critically communicate. Problems get shoved under the carpet in fear of retaliation over feelings and emotions. Psychiatrists tickle your ears to keep you on their payment cycle repeating the same self help quotes as they drive away in their Mercedes Benz. Lawyers circling like sharks to take part in the fiat currency feeding frenzy as the system claps along to the beat of the song.

Censorship is far deeper than just cutting words out of the dictionary. Cancelling ideas and voices from being heard in the name of protecting the masses from using their brain. The system has deemed you’re far too stupid to judge things for yourself and act logically to accept or deny.

These groups of cry babies, Karens, and bureaucrats have taken it upon themselves to decide what you’re allowed to say and hear. They’ve also decided how you have to interpret what is said and how you receive it. Your entire mind being toyed with as a puppet while they take control of the narrative.

Obey Government

It’s not about saying naughty or provocative words on the internet to incite people but rather the freedom to think and say what you want without fear. To express yourself without the thought of being shamed is what leads to true creativity and validation even if you’re not accepted.

The reality is an artist has no creativity if they are worried about getting cancelled for how they paint their art yet so many are willing to sacrifice themselves for a world of black and white. Never painting their own picture as they remain a robot in the face of political correctness life starts to get quite bland.

The only way to fight back against self censorship is to unapologetically be yourself in the face of conformity and disapproval. People willing to sacrifice their social status to speak up and say what needs to be said without caring about cancellation or personal attacks. To stand on your individualism in the wake of the masses running in the opposite direction.

“In the end, there is no hope for freedom if men of the mind are not willing to truly stand for freedom, to make of themselves Gibraltar-like representatives of its attributes no matter what level of rejection, calumny and injustice is heaped upon them. This is the true role of the intellectual in history, his only role – to stand intransigently for truth and its concomitant of freedom, even in face of a vast social herd of academic pedants, poseurs, and media clowns stampeding the other way.” – Nelson Hultberg

Nihilism, Black Pill, or Self Promotion

Posted on by Nagolbud

I’ve been working on this website for about 10 years now. It was always my place to escape. My safe space. I could write, say, post, draw, design, larp, idk, anything I want. I’ve been banned from mainstream platforms hundreds.. if you include my fake accounts for trolling, thousands of times. It’s almost like wanting to disappear but you put that energy into disrupting the brainwaves of your normie e-neighbors. You really don’t care what happens, because the reality is society has always been dead.

I can work a job, with my hands whether carpenter or SEO specialist. Had my first salary career after dropping out of community college. Self taught in basic internet code and charisma I had a high paying job. Honestly though my only comfort zone was Nagolbud.com – with a mask on I used to train police science to be on a SWAT team. Got busted by some fag cop and decided to change my routine to hippy professor studying animal enzymes. Only to discover evolution and the system are the only dimes.

Dropped out of college 5 times in 3 years, 12 degrees, still searching for answers.’ Said fuck it all and sold the Audi’s for a propane powered van. Headed to the forest gonna construct me a homestead. Hey bitch, don’t you know you need special permissions to build with on property materials. Adobe house and log cabin ready only to be attacked by badges dick licking authority for pesos.

Shovel in hand evicted for not promoting the right house registration. With the power of the state at hand, violence and weapons ready to apprehend. What do you mean you don’t have a mortgage for 250 grand. You built a house in 2 years off the land? We can’t allow that because our bosses demand. I’ve gotta reach a quota or else I’ll be in big trouble by the sergeant. Fags in costumes dictating my life, what are you gonna do when the douches come for you about it.

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Normies don’t care as they prance around in mouth diapers. Shit spilling off their lips as they parrot the main stream media. Corona virus gonna eat you and it spreads through butterflies, running to your room ya hypnotized. I guess today they’ve got elections but I’m in Mexico laughing at the patreons. Signed up monthly for their income tax never second guessing their government wax. Ass hairs plucked clean their masculinity looking like a 7 year old baby boy.

What else is there to say, we live in a broken society. Normies propping it up to maintain their endless supply of cool aide. Don’t question a thing as you watch the screen. Sometimes the crazies understand but your too busy gassing yourself up in the mirror. Narcissists and atheists eating societies cock for a little respect in mainstream context. Who are we kidding they won’t challenge the media made narrative without engaging their gag reflex.