who really are you?

i barely see humans anymore, all that’s left is disgusting lab rats...

i walk past a couple in my local park, and i see another test subjects for me to dissect.

(why is it always the girls that get fat in relationships?)

there is no shame in it. humans are put in cages for many reasons. the tiny screen that spikes ur dopamine is always a tell you’re in one. it makes it easier to read emotions when they’re open like a book. i cannot leave a single soul unexamined...

skinner said it plainly. you are what the world teaches you to be. no free will, just behaviour shaped by cause & effect.

humans. as. lab rats.

i couldn’t possibly agree more with this.

i stopped reading about human emotions and started observing how real life experiments actually live. how they behave in social dynamics. how they lie to each other.

from the view, psychology turns into science. the guy picks up his phone the moment a notif pops up, his girl mirrors him to not look left out. monkey see, monkey becomes...

i cannot explain it but i have seen it way too many times and i stand on it.

and in case you haven’t put 2 and 2 together,

every experiment needs a researcher.

somebody who runs the script, and pulls the strings.

you’re either playing or getting played. no inbetween.

staying neutral ain’t real if you’re the one getting played.

that’s a fantasy. no man is truly unconditioned. and you’ll never fully change ur set of thinking. it is literally impossible.

it is who you are.

so, how do you become the one who is in control?

because life, it is not about staying on the sidelines forever.

you’re meant to be the one directing the fate

and that’s what all of this actually is, everything mfs point at when they call me “insane” is perfectly optimised to the life i am obsessed with.

i run inputs on myself with the detachment of a man in a long white coat studying a stranger...

the dosages i take are measured to the tiniest mg

the odyssey soundtrack to get me in the right state of mind

the certain scent of oud that triggers insane focus

it is all optimised to pristine perfection.

test, record, iterate, repeat

there is no better way to go about this

testing, with full intent to iterate. it’s the most powerful instrument in the world.

it directly applies to dating. don’t act shocked. the crazy scientist doesn’t stop seeing his little experiments when he leaves the lab.

i watch how my tonality gets her in the right state, everything i say pours down on her like a drizzle of warm honey. the way she brushes off her hair when i lean in closer. game is simple, really.

moreso, its all common sense.

the key reason why this may scare some guys off is because... you finally realise that every thing you do, is in your control. nobody else’s.whether it is good or bad.

it becomes raw data.

data that should be tested, then iterated.

you was always the test subject.

time has finally come when you become the one running the tests.

an unexamined life is worse than death. this philosophy proves it. until death, everything is a fun game of dissecting human minds.

trust me on this.

camel’s burned down to the filter watching me write this piece. straight line of smoke the whole way up. lovely.

so, i’ll ask you again...

who REALLY are you?

don’t answer me. write it down and place it somewhere to remind yourself. sit in that thought.

the experiment is part of the game.

the only open question is who is holding the strings.

let that be you.

in the end, only this remains.

stay schizo.

g2Ø.

p.s its time to get back in the lab…

the minds won’t dissect themselves.

the schizo hub is the lab that i strip every emotion off, and run the experiments on humans to control how they think, amongst likeminded scientist who take the art of manipulation very very seriously.

crazy scientists gather in labs. if you resonate with this and this is the way you want to live… above other humans.

i urge you to tap in, pick up the strings and control minds with me.

good luck on this journey.