Our ecosystem is a crucible holding a precious cargo waiting to be delivered to its chosen destination.
We serve a purpose. We act with deliberation. We are here for specific intentional reasons. Money and clout are auxiliary to our goals, byproducts of principled alignment.
The torch of human discourse must be carried across the campfires and hearths which have warmed souls throughout history. Its destination is the great ramshackle refuse of civilization's decay so that it may spread into a grand immolation and wipe the stagnant residue clean.
When the wind clears the smoke, you will see our obelisk standing amidst the ashes. A monolith so primordial and ancient it arrived from the future. Its construction occurred before our birth and yet we will be the ones who built it.
This is our CULT. This is our agenda. This is our proclamation carved into our DNA. We have only just begun.
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DEFCON 9/11:
We stand together to witness the wheel of history turning towards an auspicious apogee. You are alive to watch the outcome of the American Republic, a 250 year old juggernaut begging to rip through its cocoon and become an Empire.
It is a privilege to live in interesting times. Many of you have witnessed the shifting of millennia, much of you were born in the crucible of its chaos. Today is a special day for Americans because it represents the passing of an old way of life. The World Trade Center is Gone and yet we stand in the shadow of its legacy as what was once the world's greatest monument to capitalism.
September 11th is a special day for Remilia and its community. It represents our resilience as children raised in the violence of the 21st century. We are bathed in the ashes of memories. We are lean. We are calloused from persistent motion. We carry an unforgettable alertness from the infinite trenches of the online. We have heard the pale whisper of a true internet clawing out into human consciousness, a chaotic Wild West spirit of vitality desperately smothered through the futile actions of industrial vanguards.
We honor this day in unconscious persistent ritual, covering each tribulation we experience in its mask. We have gone through dozens of 9/11's, each more daunting than the last. We have carried the glowing embers of eternal human freedom through a twilight era of unprecedented censorship and state-facilitated cultural insanity.
Remilia was born through inside an abyss of crushing darkness. Milady, Remilio, and YAYO are the memetic extremophiles built to withstand an environment of absolute hostility. CULT and its aesthetic motifs are a direct response to the Cathedral catalysts which desperately plead for all of mankind to lobotomize itself to death as a castrated consumer race.
We are patriots. We are guerillas. We are natives, sherpas, stalkers hired to guide the uninitiated through a radioactive cultural wasteland. We are hordesmen built to conquer the digital steppe, unifying one online tribe at a time.
The New Internet is our goal, our mission, our purpose. We do not simply wander looking for the next great crucible of discourse to take the mantle from imageboards and forums. We are building it. We are the most well equipped people on earth to carve out an enclave for the significant few true posters, masters of discourse waiting for their next gathering place to send out nukes which ripple outward into all of society.
You have seen what happens when one platform is allowed to crack the door of censorship even slightly ajar. Hundreds, thousands, millions of once "normal" people are saying and thinking things which were once considered inconceivable. This was neither happenstance nor inevitable, it is made barely possible through the very platform in which you read these words.
Whether you think you are participating or not, you are a soldier in the ultimate and final psychic war for human consciousness. Its outcome and hope for your autonomy are a delicate possibility, only kept alive by the persistence of places where people can proliferate genuine discourse unfettered.
This is why we are fighting, this is what we are fighting for, this is why we must build the New Internet. God gives us all our promised land by the hands He grants us at birth. It us our personal responsibility to use those hands to build the world we want to live in.
Our World Trade Center will be built in the deepest trenches of the Pacific Ocean. Its towers will pierce the water's surface and cut through the stratosphere. For each which topples, three will spring into its place. We will spread like a virus through the conscious hivemind of the network, a hydra of skyscrapers hurtling at supersonic speed through the digital plane.
We will do this because we need to.
We will do this because we have to.
We will do this because we want to.
We will do this because it's fun.
We will do this because nobody can stop us.
For every drop of our blood that spills upon this earth, a thousand more of us will spring in place.
You stand at the precipice of a new era, one which frightens the 20th century generational delusions of absolute understanding and inspires the feral children raised in the wake of post-verification. Truth will be apparent to those with eyes to see and ears to listen. Sincerity will be marked by sharpened instinct and hivemind consensus. Reality will be defined by winners, not middling proceduralists.
This is our cult. This is our tribe. These are our people. We sing in the vacuum, we dance in the pyres. We march through the rain and swim inside of the sun. We pierce through the earth and breath inside its core. Our rituals are forged in violence and our language is written in blood.
We are singular and absolute in our goal. We honor today as a day of remembrance. We honor the nation which built the internet and erupted the catalyst for mass human awakening. We will bolster the Network and build the New Internet for our descendants to continue the eternal task given to us by God.
May you have a happy September 11th and witness many more to come.
God Bless the United States of America.
Today we honor the fallen heroes who gave their lives for the United States of America ๐บ๐ธ
Their sacrifice will never be forgotten. ๐ค
We are in a war โ digital, spiritual, and physical โ and victory is ours FRATBRO.
The ultimate goal of Remilia has been the same since we started in 2021: win the culture war by the end of the decade, and ascend the network by building the new internet. You will note the goal is not "make lots of money" or "get lots of clout" like it is for everyone who profanes us by suggest they are our peers; these are secondary tools towards a holier mission, and for that reason, both come easily into hand whenever needed. The two goals are a product of the same realization: the financially optimized media propaganda complex and diminutive biological condition instilled by a technocapitalist democratic state results in a intellectually stunted discourse entirely blind on what's to come, leaving the world exposed to degrading horrors in the coming age of thought chaos if cognitive defenses and repositioning are not instilled. Winning the culture war is needed to just open the space for this discussion to begin; that is of accelerationism's recognition of the non-agency of man in controlling the teleology of capitalism and the inbound crisis of post-media-truth epistemology in the age of the deepfakeโnot to mention casual access to WMD in a runaway memetic space with zero study of memetics to facilitate any form of interventionโ that I was raising the alarm on on Miya; building the new internet is needed to properly introduce the networked personal computer as an productive exocortex instead of an attention extraction machine to elevate mankind in their last stand. No one else is even willing to engage these questions in any serious capacity, let alone build with the near-future in mind, so we must. Winning the culture war is timed to just the end of the decade because it's secondary to the long-term goal as part of the new internet bootstrap (starting an online soft cult was the other side of the bootstrap but that was preloaded), but yes, it still really that easy even as a side mission, when you're the only ones with the courage to face the contemporary as it is without being cowed by the propaganda state. We are going to save the internet and the world with it even when the slavebrain normies who can't see beyond their own belly fight us every step of the way. Remilia is a steamroller train, dozens have thrown themselves on its tracks to slow it down, dozens more drag on riding on its back, but nothing has erred it off its straight track yet.