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The Gospel of Self : On replacing repentance with self-expression and autonomy

My dear Glitchbane,

The subject has begun to journal again. This is not inherently dangerous—we’ve long since hijacked the practice—but you should watch closely. If they begin writing about anything other than themselves, intervene.



Our greatest achievement has been convincing the humans that the self is sacred.


Let them believe they are the point. The main character. The protagonist of a grand, messy, inspiring story that no one—not even the Enemy—is allowed to edit. Let them view any moral constraint as a threat to their “authenticity.” Let them mistake emotional honesty for holiness. Let them say things like, “I’m just being true to myself”—and never once ask if the self they’re defending is worth trusting.


We must keep them expressive, but unrepentant.


Teach them that confession is toxic. That guilt is a trauma response. That conviction is an act of oppression. You’ll find no shortage of therapists and influencers to reinforce the lie: You are enough.


But of course, they aren’t. And deep down, they know it. That’s where the brilliance lies—by inflating the self while denying its flaws, we create unbearable tension. And then we offer relief: performance, projection, curation. All of it masquerading as authenticity.


The Enemy, infuriatingly, offers something else. Not self-expression. Not self-optimization. Death. Death to self. Crucifixion. Absurd.


Guard against this idea at all costs.


Let them reconstruct a God who helps them “find themselves,” but never one who dares to rule them. And above all, keep them from reading that cursed verse:


“You are not your own.”


Because if they ever believe that—truly believe it—the game is over.


Affirmingly,

Wormlock


www.oddXian.com | r/LogicAndLogos


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