Rot in the dirt

You have achieved self actualization by reaching harmony between the thing that you are and the world around you.

Unfortunately for any lesser sense of good that might possess you, that means you have expunged yourself from the world.

Luckily, by finding what wisdom your crippled circumstances could possibly offer, you understand that your fate is just, and have found peace because of it.

Your newfound wisdom of the human condition and what it means to participate in the aesthetic shepherding of human wills demands the exclusion of your idiosyncratic perversion.

You smile as the sum of your entire being fades from the world rightly. A blissful recognition of your poisonous stupidity carved upon your soul.

(lol cuck)