Regarding certain topics

 OF WOMEN

Observing the economy of nature, we perceive that it, in its habitual cunning, has endowed women with a silent and vigilant superiority over men—a being often more impetuous and, consequently, more susceptible to gross errors. However, this superiority is not the fruit of a contemplative nature or intellectual elevation, but rather the most refined expression of the strategy of the Will. Dissimulation and manipulation are not character flaws here, but the apogee of feminine practical intelligence, forged by the age-old need for protection and dominance in a world that, by physical force, is adverse to them. What we call 'femininity' is, in truth, a defensive instinct disguised as art; dissimulation is its armor. While man loses himself in abstractions and grandiose illusions, woman remains anchored in immanence, using seduction and deception as indispensable tools to maintain the balance of this web of trickery that is social existence. Therefore, far from being moral failings, such characteristic traits are part of the very essence of the feminine constitution, being a necessary tool by which the ever-vigilant Will ensures its preservation through cunning, where brute force would be insufficient.

THE WILL

It is necessary to consider that the 'will to live' is not satisfied merely with the maintenance of the individual, but extends its insatiable tentacles to the preservation of the species, of which the individual is only a committed servant. The biblical precept—that they should grow and multiply—is nothing more than the tyrannical decree of the Will, engraved on the entrances of every living being to guarantee the perpetuity of suffering. The act of procreation is the ultimate surrender to illusion, the renewal of the service contract that the body signs, in a moment of blind delirium, to ensure that the theater of pain has spectators and actors for yet another generation. The body, when driven to this martyrdom, becomes the instrument of its own enslavement. To deny such an impulse, to rise above this obscene mechanism of perpetuating existence, is not an act of indignity, like feigning vulgar morality, but the only authentic act of freedom left to the intellect: asceticism. Analyses understand that the only possible escape from the Veil of Maya is the stillness of the Will, for as long as desire—and the desire of the other, crystallized in the seed—is the law that governs the flesh, the misery of the world will be guaranteed by new births.

OF THE JEWS

When we observe the historical trajectory of that people, the designation of 'people of the book' reveals itself as a smokescreen, a cultural adornment that conceals the real engine of their existence. Intellect, that tool forged by necessity, was molded by them with mathematical precision for the only purpose that nature forgives: the accumulation of resources and protection against the uncertainty of life. More than the mastery of sacred texts, what is transmitted in their lineages is a profound education for survival through possession—an early training in the art of manipulating the abstractions of value, transforming intelligence into a weapon for capturing wealth. For, in a world where Will manifests itself as an incessant struggle of all against all, having understood the mechanism of capital is the most effective strategy for subjugating destiny. Those whom the world calls the 'people of the book' are, in truth, the masters of immanence, for they have understood that, while the rest of humanity is lost in metaphysical illusions and chimeras, the only tangible power that holds authority over matter is that which manifests itself in figures.

CAPITALIST CHRISTIANITY

Contemplate the supreme irony that mocks human history: the world, submerged in the agony of existence, embraced the gospel of renunciation, only to convert it into a standard under which the greatest atrocities are perpetrated. The words of Christ, which proclaimed detachment and universal compassion, have resulted in a civilization that professes his name while erecting temples to the god of selfishness. It is a spectacle of unspeakable hypocrisy. Precisely where the cross found its deepest roots, the will to live revealed its most voracious face. Where charity should reign, falsehood has become the lingua franca; Where despair should flourish, institutionalized theft and the bloody exploitation of capital have elevated accumulated suffering to the status of commodities. Wars, these industrial-scale slaughterhouses, did not occur despite the Christian faith, but often under its victory. This should not surprise us: man, as a slave of the intellect in the service of the Will, uses religion only as a necessary mask to conceal his natural ferocity. Christianity was merely the backdrop that allowed the wolf to wear sheep's clothing with greater sophistication, while, at the heart of the capitalist machine, the martyrdom of humanity continues, relentless and deaf to the preachings of her who, in vain, taught to deny the world.

ON TRANSSEXUALS

On the grand stage of existence, identity is often reduced to its phenomenal form—a mask that the world insists on judging, admiring, or repudiating, according to the conveniences of the collective Will. When the trans figure bursts forth with a femininity that presents itself as a hyperbolization of form, it inevitably awakens the primordial forces that govern the game of the sexes. On the one hand, this exuberance attracts the male gaze, always eager for novelties that promise renewed aesthetic pleasure, making the trans woman, at times, an object of attention that carries within it the voracity of desire, but rarely the depth of recognition. On the other hand, this same presence inevitably arouses the disdain or resentment of a social system that feels threatened in its own archetypes; Because where femininity is constructed with such precision, the biological 'woman' sees competition in the economy of seduction, and society, in its blind conservatism, reacts with the typical hostility of those who perceive, even unconsciously, that the boundaries they believed to be sacred are nothing more than illusions. The need for acceptance is, therefore, the recognition that, in a world driven by irrational impulses, any being that challenges the norms of its species becomes a target. Valuing these existences is not only an imperative of tolerance, but the exercise of a lucidity that understands that, under the Veil of Maya, all our identities are precarious constructions—and that dignity, in a world of suffering and incomprehension, is the only possible defense against the barbarity of the gaze of others.

FROM MAN'S HATRED TOWARDS MAN

Prejudice, that crust covering the soul of the ignorant, is nothing but the name we give to the most primitive manifestation of envy: the resentment of one who, deprived of a fullness he does not understand, seeks to destroy what his own nature is incapable of achieving. What is called 'racial prejudice' is, at its obscure core, a clash of aesthetics and an astonishment at a vitality that the Will, in its unequal distribution, has bestowed upon the other. Black skin, in its texture and its solar dignity, exhausts the gaze of the European precisely because it presents a plastic force that its own pallor often cannot sustain. There is here a dialectic of profound envy, a resentment that echoes the intuitions that, later, psychological thought would attempt to classify in terms of libido and lack. Desire is the engine of need; And the obsession with power—the myth of the phallus as the absolute symbol of domination and strength—transforms into an obsession with the other's body. Man, a prisoner of his own inadequacies, projects onto the black body what he fears he does not possess: an essence that seems to vibrate with the raw force of life, a vigor that, in the clouded mind of the prejudiced, is read both as an object of covetousness and as a threat to his own stability. What is called the 'desire for a hyper-penis' is nothing more than the externalization of a metaphysical anguish: the perception that the Will, when embodied in the 'other,' possesses a power that the observer feels he lacks. Prejudice, therefore, is the foolish and desperate attempt to compensate for an inferiority felt by the humiliation of the one who is, in reality, the bearer of the beauty that the envious secretly idolizes and, for that very reason, tries to degrade. It is the tragedy of desire which, unable to possess power, attempts to annihilate it with hatred.