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MIGHT IS RIGHT

Andrew macdonald

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You have no obligation whatsoever to bend knee to any rule that springs from the will or imagination of another person. Any code they fabricate, any moral framework they cling to, has no intrinsic authority over you unless they have the direct, verifiable capacity to enforce it upon you. If they do not have that power, their decrees are nothing but empty breath, and you are free to ignore them without hesitation. Ignore them with impunity. Ignore them with contempt. Their proclamations matter no more than a leaf drifting on the wind. But if they do possess the raw, tangible force to compel obedience, that does not mean you submit—it means you assess the battlefield and prepare a counter-pressure of your own. Power is a currency; it is exchanged, challenged, stolen, and destroyed. If they push, you push back harder. If they threaten, you threaten harder. This is not defiance for the sake of performance but the acknowledgement of reality: Might speaks the language that everyone understands.

You must train your mind to think in ways that are not merely “outside the box,” but actively hostile to the invisible mental walls society erects around you. Socially acceptable ideas are chains forged in velvet—comfortable enough for most to mistake for fashion. Those chains must be shattered, and you must walk unchained. That mental liberation is the first step toward true autonomy. Understand to your very core: You—and you alone—decide what beliefs have value, what actions are justified, and what code you will live by. And in that world, external opinion holds no legal tender. Someone stamping their foot and declaring “That’s wrong!” does not transform an act into wickedness. Even a chorus of hundreds roaring in moral outrage does not make their claim true. A million voices in unison count for nothing if they cannot enforce their will in your life. Right is not defined by consensus; right is defined by force—and might is the only true authority under the laws of the universe. Burn that truth into your mind as scripture.

Do not allow yourself to become the obedient dog of intellectual fashions. Society cycles endlessly through new moral colors each decade, declaring one set of actions sinful, then replacing it with another. A century ago’s sins are today’s norms; today’s norms will be tomorrow’s blasphemies. You must pierce that illusion. Learn to stand apart and ask yourself Is this thing truly wrong? Or is it simply unpopular among the easily offended?—and then remember that unpopularity is not wrongdoing. Ultimately, if you are honest, you will come to a simple realization: the concept of "evil" is nothing more than a list of acts that particular societies, in particular settings, at particular times, have found threatening to their stability. It changes with geography and decade. Nothing is fixed except the shifting.

Understand this iron principle: Whatever you choose to do is right, not because of some cosmic mandate, but because you decided it, defined it, and exercised the strength necessary to execute it. You are the sovereign legislature of your own reality. That sovereignty exists not because some divine contract awarded it to you, but because nobody else has the power to erase it from you. Beware the trap of thinking that social inconvenience alters truth. Truth does not bend to comfort over dinner tables or office chatter. A thing can have the world’s disapproval and still be righteous by your own standard—and if you have the will and capability to live by that standard, then your definition becomes the one that matters. Raise this flag high in your mind: Objection alone is cause enough to act. If an act unsettles another, if it draws heat from those powerless to stop it, you have already touched the nerve worth crushing. Press harder. Rip away their sense of control. If someone is in no position to prevent you, then force your will down their figurative—or literal—throat, until their resistance turns to silent rage. Nature’s true constitution is succinct and ruthless: The capacity to act grants the right to act. Every other “rule” is just a clever bit of engineering meant to make predators feel ashamed of their teeth.

The digital world has shifted the social battlefield in strange ways. Now, with a keyboard and Wi-Fi, even the most irrelevant bystander—someone who has never and will never be impacted by your existence—feels free to sit in judgment of your actions. They announce verdicts like kings issuing decrees, then drown in endless debates with strangers over things that do not touch their own lives. Learn to spot this spectacle for what it is—an invitation to waste your time. The moment you stoop to justify yourself, you are bound in invisible irons, because the very act of arguing on their terms concedes the premise that their opinion matters. That is the trap: letting their moral criteria frame the conversation. You must operate by a higher truth—their views have no actual weight unless they can be converted into force. A million typed words are still only dust. A hurricane of online outrage is powerless against the decisive blow of real-world action. Ignore the squeaking from the digital rodent nest; it has no claws. Let them debate. Let them cry. Let their forums, group chats, and comment sections ferment with impotent noise while you move unimpeded.

And hold this final truth as a smoking torch in your grip: nothing you do will ever meet with universal approval. There will always be villagers clutching their pitchforks, always mobs muttering and pointing from the shadows. Their fear is good sport; their disapproval is fuel for your fire. Scaring the villagers is enjoyable, but burning their village, salting the fields, and dancing in the ashes is an ecstasy in itself. That is the highest expression of will—the annihilation of their comfort zones, the upending of their sacred idols. And when the smoke rises, the air carries that sacred aroma of victory—the scent of smoldering sacrifices to whatever gods still bother watching the world. Because in the end, the only gods worth kneeling to are those that honor strength, cunning, and the will to act without permission.
 

Al Jilwah: Chapter IV

"It is my desire that all my followers unite in a bond of unity, lest those who are without prevail against them." - Shaitan

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