We See Everything Wrong
Why the Invention of Agriculture Condemned Us
Some of the Aborigines of Australia who still hunt and gather will throw away a killed animal if it doesn’t have enough fat to eat. It’s “rubbish.” Our hunting ancestors didn’t just hunt for meat—animal protein—they rather hunted for animal fat, because fat is a slow source of energy, and if you fill your belly with it, you can last for days on a single meal.
Indeed, Ötzi the Ice Man found frozen atop an Austrian mountain had his stomach half full of animal fat. The way we eat beef steak today—lean, barely any fat to it—is completely unnatural. We get most of our fat nowadays from eating carbs and sugars that are converted into fat. Overeating on protein will also see the protein converted into sugars and thus stored as fat.
Eating the fat is the way of the ancestors. But as human populations become too successful at the hunt, they soon clear their lands of big game, and the hunt for smaller animals is much less efficient. Soon, the “losers” of human society begin to eat plants, roots, nuts, and fruits. When those run out, the loser society is forced to start agriculture to regenerate the crops they’ve been eating to depletion.
Agriculture’s invention created a new type of human being, one who accepted a static, settled life to a more active life of hunting and gathering. Indeed, hunter-gatherers, when confronted with the excruciatingly boring sedentary life of farming, preferred death. Everywhere agriculture arose, hunter-gathers went extinct because they refused to adopt a life of farming.
Today, we may, at best, hope that some of our hunter instinct lives on among the enslaved masses. Enslaved by grain, they now dwell as human chicken in a coop. A place like The Netherlands nowadays reminds of a prison, a human farm. The once pretty historical inner cities have been turned into shopping streets, drawing modern people from their square boxes.
I call it the Box World Hell—most of The Netherlands, outside of the city centers—is made of modern square boxes and rectangles everywhere you look. It was the low-cost world of maximum human exploitation. You live in a box, you shit in a box, you eat in a box, you work in a box, you sleep in a box, you die in a box.
Boxes are simply the most economical form of architecture but they do not support the human spirit. The only thing that remains of the more exciting life of hunter-gatherers is the daily trek to work, as cars blaze past the tall grass found next to Dutch bike lanes.
But modern city planners even want to rob people of the act of commandeering a vehicle. They will force you into self-driving, self-directing cars, removing the last and only reason to live at all.
Will human beings, without even being allowed to direct their own motions, perhaps choose death, after all? For isn’t it so that modern Western populations have low birth rates because they see no reason to continue breeding in such a sterile prison devoid of all meaning?
Opposite to agriculture arose pastoralism. Pastoralism is the clearest continuation of the hunt, and shepherds chasing—and directing—their flock appear the happiest people on Earth, for they are in charge of something great.
Pastoralism arose in those places where agriculture wasn’t possible. Agriculturalists, and the large numbers of people they support, depend on predictable environments and long-term planning. The pastoralist escapes this central planning by roaming free in search of unpredictable rainfall. Wherever it has rained, the grass shoots up, and the pastoralist can move his herds there.
The pastoralist also finds access to steeper mountain slopes that are unsuitable for tractors or housing, but perfect for goats and cattle looking to graze. Pastoralists also dominate the flood lands of river banks where plenty of grass grows. In case of a flood, the cattle usually have time to escape. Cattle also graze on land that is too soft to build housing or industry on.
And so, there is envy, namely from the agriculturalists who have to eat a sickly diet of grain or rice, toward the pastoralist, who gets to eat a healthier diet of animal fat and protein from milk and meat.
The globalized world, of course, is ruled by predatory humans whose ruling priests still drink sacrificial blood. The world of ordinary humans has become a world of controlled organization, a world that demands total obedience and maximal productivity to be included into it.
This is why all modern societies become sexually degenerate: The low-testosterone diets of the agriculturalists breeds sexual deviancy. Combined with an old-women’s cult, “civilization” offers only the pleasure of sexual activity—and heavy drug use—to soothe the otherwise insane masses.
Yes, ordinary citizens are completely insane people. They are halfway through their genetic domestication, but unaware of it, and unable to do anything about it. The average man was bred for the economic production of upper-class Houses. Whether the House Rothschild or the House Kremlin, it doesn’t matter.
But a revolt is brewing, though in an unexpected form. Some, and I mean very few, people are choosing to escape the farm. They choose to live in vans or off-the-grid, far away from civilized society. They still carry within themselves the spark of the hunter-gatherer whose active lifestyle kept them fit and well-fed.
A hunter-gatherer is a spirited being, for what material wealth he must leave behind, he carries within his heart through an intense connection to God.
Our God is a Hunter.
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The black monolith of Kubrik’s 2001: Space Odyssey is the Jews’ conception of an immaterial God: unmoving, “perfect”, unchanging. The monolith represents the fusion of past-present-future, and of male-female. It is YHWH. The monolith is supposed to be the source of all (continuous) creation, a supreme intelligence.
There’s just one problem. The monolith is sterile. It cannot conceive.
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