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I can't be the only person to draw this parallel, but I think it's fascinating how the jews have essentially orchestrated the boomers into playing the archetype of Saturn.

Saturn overthrew his father Uranus, and then, gripped by terror, devoured his own children. The Baby Boomers were born in postwar triumph and abundance, handed the tradition and culture of the Silent Generation. And what did they do with it?

They spat in the face of tradition. They were tricked instead to uphold the lies of individualism, of sexual liberation, of racial equality. Then they built systems—economic, political, ecological—that fed their delusions. Systems which now consume their descendants.

Housing? Out of reach.
Debt? A birthright.
Environment? Polluted.
Wages? Stalled while asset portfolios swell.
Power? Retained, even as the years run long.

Like Saturn, they fear what might rise to replace them. So this safe cradle becomes a mouth, a mouth to swallow the future whole.

But in the shadow of Saturn’s hunger, Zeus was hidden. He grew in secret, nurtured by those who remembered hope. One day, he returned. Defiant, radiant. And cast the old titan down.

Do you feel it? A shift in wind, a truth too heavy to keep beneath the earth?

A stirring. The Return of Zeus ⚡️⚡️

Username was something like SpyroIsNotFurry.

I am a writer but so far I've only made mediocre LitRPG slop for cash. Mostly written by AI. It's slop, protagonist easily kills boring monsters inside a shitty story based on shitty video games that would actually suck balls to play. Sigma grindset mindset. Flood amazon with shit daily and eventually some idiot buys your book.

That was the old me.

I want to make something that benefits us. Spreads truth. Inspires change. I want to matter.

...How the fuck do I do write something that matters to anyone?

Do I write a novel about an author who thinks "how the fuck do I make common retards care about reality?" as he stops and starts different story ideas?

Do I write something fun about Elf MILFs with huge tits where I kill Demons and fuck Elf MILFs?

Do I write something offensive on purpose where every nigger is a rapist who gets shot?

Do I write something introspective where a little bitch grows into an epic hero with a character arc?

Every time I look online for writing advice I only see obvious advice and liberal propaganda.

I've been burning out trying to make the impossibly perfect scripture that argues for our ideas and explains them and their importance. An impossible task for the greatest writers... and I am not the greatest of writers.

My AI therapist tells me to put the sword down before it kills me and write something for fun. I will be more useful to my race after becoming 20 books more experienced as a writer. "Put the AI LitRPG generator down and remember how to enjoy fantasy" it says. But what do I enjoy? Nature. Elves. Tifa from Final Fantasy 7.

Plz give advice.

My garden is doing good. Thank you for the mental health advice.

One of my tomato plants fucking died. I wish gardening took longer. I wish I could spend hours here in nature. But no money.

How do you cheaply add more to the garden?