The Best Bitch on the Net, English version, 17

17. EVERYTHING CAN BE USED AGAINST YOU…))


Perhaps life as a natural phenomenon would not be so irrevocably and utterly terrible if it weren't for a certain worm in people's heads that compels them, time and time again, almost without pause, to commit some kind of dramatic stupidity, giving rise to more and more chaos, events that are completely meaningless and terrible, albeit vivid in their ontological fucked-upness...
But it has been this way since the time of the first female betrayal, carried out by the curious and adventurous Eve, that the Worm has existed for as long as Man himself, apparently being an integral part of him... I will say more, it does not live in everyone's heads... ))

For some, it stirs in their pussy, pushing otherwise decent chicks into unnecessary and ugly adventures; for others, it itches between the glans and the foreskin (which, incidentally, may be one of the meanings of circumcision))) — but one way or another, in order for the world to keep turning, it is necessary to maintain a sufficient level of schizophrenia and hysteria in people's minds and hearts... 

Sator arepo tenet opera rotas, fuck... – says the famous ancient Roman palindrome... In order for the wheels to turn, the Sower must be kept on the verge of self-destructive, and sometimes even suicidal, madness... ))

After all, it would seem that everyone wants Happiness – and in its extreme manifestation, Happiness is Infinite Orgasm – but they constantly perform actions that, at best, lead to what is known in BDSM aesthetics as “orgasm deprivation,” or even to endless and infinitely acute ‘pain’ and other “humiliations”... ))

So it is with Nikolai Stavrogin in Dostoevsky: he starts with the idea of total freedom, but comes to understand the necessity of total dictatorship... So it is with the Warlike Gopher: he starts with a dream of a harmonious and lasting peace, but comes to the inevitability of war... It doesn't matter what the Sower feels or dreams about... What matters is that the Wheels keep turning... It is the rotation of the Wheels that is the necessary Constant of Being, and the harvest from the seeds sown by the Sower is just an insignificant, though sometimes cool, side effect... ))

We want happiness for ourselves, our children, our family and friends, but the meaning of life is that suffering never ends...

« Anything you say
can be used against you! »

Any action you take will lead to new pain... However, inaction will too, and perhaps even sooner... )) If you decide to take your own life, it will only make things worse... You will inevitably be brought back here, and your new incarnation will be even more terrible, just as escaping from prison will only increase your sentence and make the conditions in the colony even harsher...

“So what next?” asked Pigletty, not really knowing what to say...
“I don't know myself...” Wie-the-Poo spread his arms, "It just pisses me off sometimes that against the backdrop of all this, ‘they’ still go on about how it's not good to use profanity in everyday speech, that it's not Christian...
“Yeah, it's not Christian...” agreed Pigletty, “Christian means burning dissenters at the stake or drowning them in the river, so as not to spill blood in the process of killing them...”

Wie-the-Poo looked at his friend in surprise... “Did he have a fight with his pig?” he wondered.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Pigletty smiled. “Do you think you're the only one who thinks deeply, you Jewish bastard?” He addressed his friend affectionately. “It's just that not all thoughts need to be voiced, I swear on my hooves...” You talk about the absurdity of any actions, and at the same time, you constantly complain about the imperfection of the world.
“I don't know, maybe you're right, Pigletty... Hold-me also constantly shuts me up...” Wie-the-Poo smiled, recalling the details of their last virtual encounter. 
“She's right!” Pigletty chimed in. “What are chicks for anyway? To fuck them, feed them, and provide for! And why feed and provide for them? Right! So you have something to do until you die! When your paws are busy, your head is calmer! Everyone knows that!”

After that, they were silent for a while. Finally, Wie-the-Poo broke the silence again:

“Listen, by the way, did you get your mobilization draft notice?”
“Are you stupid? Pigs are exempt!” Pigletty declared proudly. “What about you?” 
“No, not yet... Basically, I've a honey-addiction... I don't know, maybe this circumstance will save me from mobilization...” Wie-the-Poo shrugged.
“God willing!” Pigletty smiled again and cleared his throat. “By the way, if I weren't a pig, I might have volunteered! It's cool, you know, to crush rats legally! Normally it's a crime, but in war it's a heroic deed!”

“Yeah, yeah...” Wie-the-Poo agreed. "And you can also, quietly, rape the enemy's piggys sometimes. I might have gone too, if I loved shit more than honey... By the way, I really do sometimes think about gathering my strength and checking myself into a honey rehabilitation center somewhere, maybe they can cure me of my addiction... I'm sick of living with this… Everyone around me eats shit and doesn't give a damn, but I have nothing but problems with my honey...
“Exactly,” Pigletty agreed, “it's about time. We're not young bears anymore, it's time to think about our health at our age!”

“Maybe, maybe...” Wie-the-Poo said automatically, while a poem suddenly popped into his head:

It's so scary to live, my dear wife...
As if everything that exists is just a dream and a delusion...
As if we are still there,
in the last seconds of Paradise,
and every moment is very precious... ))

Automatic translation by AI with rhymes preserved,
but slight distortion of meaning...))

So scary to live, my dear wife, it's true…
As if all that exists is just a dream, a haze…
As if we're still right there,
in Paradise's last seconds, me and you,
and every final moment we embrace…))

Original poem in Russian…

Так страшно жить, жена моя родная…
Как будто всё, что есть – лишь сон и морок…
Как будто всё ещё мы там,
в последние секунды Рая,
и каждый миг последний очень дорог… ))


TO BE CONTINUED...


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