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The Daily Por

Daily reminders to be humble and embrace the life of poverty.
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24.04.202504:46

The soul of the sun shines just outside of the winter,
The shoulders charged the boards of the barricade, a splinter
Now at last alone, the flashlight is shown
Hello, inside, is there anybody home? Anybody home?

It's the Haggard ex-lover of a long-time loser
Standing rejectedly by the door
Doesn't Lenny live here anymore?
Are you sure?
Are you sure?
Are you sure?

24.04.202503:37

24.04.202503:00

A reader writes,

You're getting too good at this arthur—what will you conquer next after this mastery?

I haven't given it much thought, but I have hearkened the words of the old Jewish master of Italian elite theory, Mencius Moldbug:

You must start by learning to poach an egg. Then you need to learn to skillfully poach an egg. Then you must learn to masterfully poach an egg. Such is the path of discipline, the quiet forge where competence is hammered into form. The egg, delicate and unyielding, is no mere breakfast—it is a microcosm of order, of nomos, a test of precision and patience. To poach it poorly is to invite chaos: a yolk broken, a white scattered like the dreams of a Jacobin mob. To poach it well is to command the elements—heat, time, water—in a small but sovereign act. And to poach it masterfully? That is to transcend the act itself, to make the ephemeral eternal, to create a thing so flawless it humbles the beholder.

This is not about eggs, you see, but about the soul’s preparation for power. The modern world, that teeming bazaar of noise and egalitarian pretense, mistakes power for a birthright, a lottery ticket, or a shout in the digital void. Folly! Power is not seized by the loud or the lucky; it is earned through the slow, unglamorous mastery of small things. The man who cannot rule a saucepan cannot rule a nation. He who fails to coax an egg into perfection lacks the steadiness to wield authority without shattering it.

Remember the procedure:

1) Become worthy
2) Accept power
3) Rule!!1!1

24.04.202501:35

We're not playing around

23.04.202523:58

Going to be scrambling my eggs tonight, none of that (((poached))) nonsense

23.04.202521:49

Anybody have any guesses as to what's for dinner today?

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Wiggerlab

23.04.202521:44

https://www.reddit.com/r/Veterans/s/dntv9hqHXr And just to actually prove all of the above. He copied the first paragraph from this reddit post.

Placeholder is a Ethiopian-Canadian former discord anarchy server moderator trying to yank chains. Hard to even explain but I won't effortpost about it. Take it as is, let it go and let's move on to serious posts.

23.04.202519:55

My college had an event and was giving out free breakfast. The scrambled eggs provided were disgusting. I can't enjoy non-poached eggs anymore

23.04.202518:06

It's all true

23.04.202517:44

¼ black, ¾ Jewish

23.04.202517:35

The philosophia I chased—wisdom’s love?—a cruel jest, a psychotic fixation on its lack! This 80, a pharmakon of venom and prophecy, burns my veins, drives me to dance in Camus’ absurd inferno, a Sisyphean lunatic etching voids on eternity’s wall! But the tutor’s debt—SCHULD! SCHULD!—claws my chest, a Kafkaesque tribunal! Do I owe them refunds, my pilgrims who paid gold for light and got my shadow-puppet doxa instead? Betrayed choir—coin for my fake sophia, or is this raving unraveling, this babbling plunge into unreason, their only true paideia? REFUNDS! REFUNDS! The 80 laughs, a hyena’s cackle, a mirror screams and the walls torment me.

23.04.202516:21

I took an IQ test and boy was it a wake up call.

Took an official IQ test today and got an 80 which is 10 points from mentally retarded. It definitely made me realize I am nowhere near as intelligent/smart I thought I was, and now I’m starting to rethink my life and my relationships with others.

This score has shattered the image I had of myself as someone who could keep up intellectually with most people. I’ve always felt confident tossing ideas around at work or holding my own in debates with friends, but now I’m second-guessing those moments. Did I really understand the discussion, or was I just skating by on confidence? It’s unnerving to think I might have been oblivious to my own limitations, and it’s making me wonder how others have perceived me all along—maybe as less capable than I assumed.

The sting of this realization is pushing me to dig deeper into my limitations. I pulled my old copy of Plato’s Republic off the shelf and struggled through a page—terms like "essence" and "being" felt like they were slipping through my fingers. Hegel’s Phenomenology of Spirit is even worse; I used to brag about "getting" the master-slave dialectic, but now I’m not sure I ever did. I’m starting to journal these gaps, not to beat myself up, but to map what I don’t know. It’s scary, but there’s something honest about facing my own intellectual limitations—it’s the first step to actually learning, not just pretending I already have.

23.04.202516:09

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23.04.202514:21

“Do you unequivocally oppose gay black incest?” is an extremely low bar, but not everyone can clear it.

https://x.com/redpillmediax/status/1914685374397645109

23.04.202505:18

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05.04.202519:53

The ultimate tariff is simply the requirement that goods be made by hand, by humans. In this future America, when we buy clothes, we have to buy them on Etsy—and Etsy’s rules are enforced by the FBI. Every time they capture a floating brick of Temu shirts, dropped by some fleeing speedboat, they display it on a card table for the local news:

“These Chinese junk clothes were trying to take American housewives’ businesses away. Now, Sergeant Hernandez will set them on fire. Look how well they burn—that’s pure polyester. Just the fabric, without a historical-clothing tag, would get you five years for artificial fiber, aggravated. Imagine if we still used that stuff! Why, the shepherd could not afford his bread and cheese, the cotton-picker his energy drink… everywhere, the economic fabric would collapse. It’d be like the late 20th century.”

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05.04.202500:08

-“berg” -“witz” -“stein”

23.04.202523:58

Going to be scrambling my eggs tonight, none of that (((poached))) nonsense

09.04.202516:11

Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, "Do it again"; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun; and every evening, "Do it again" to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we.

— G.K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy

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