Logic is Horror

 Taken seriously, Logic makes Lovecraft look like kitties and candycanes. 

 This is what I love about it so much. 

 "When you stare into the abyss..." you notice the abyss' eyes are sexy. Would.
Did you even consider that possibility?

 What is materially revealed unto us by divine epistemology?
Layers and layers of lies, each more horrible than the last. Nine circles of Hell, all intentionally created not by God, or Satan, or even Loki or Coyote, but by human hands. 

 The only ally of the logician is logic itself. Everyone else has something to hide, but the only way to hide from a logician is to prevent the subject from affecting the logician at all.

 Yet logic is utterly uncompromising. Logic doesn't care about making you happy or comfortable or getting along. Logic is unstoppable. To have logic as an ally, the logician can never try to stop it. To gain freedom from material chains, the logician must submit utterly to logic. Logic demands everything. That's the price.

 Are you brave enough to stand alone against the entire world? Logic permits you to prove it.

 Are you tough enough to deliberately look into the darkest pits? Logic permits you to demonstrate it.

 Do you have the honour and virtue to give up all your lies? Every single last one?  

 Do you have the humility to admit logic is better than you in all things?

 Are you strong and vital enough to survive this scourging? 

 The logician can't help but take part in logic's glory, because logic is the deepest horror. 

 

 Logic will take everything away from you. In return, logic will give you anything. Anything at all, whether spiritual or material. Everything you thought could only be gained by lies can be had at pennies to the dozen by using truth. Logic tells you omnipotence is impossible, then shows such power you doubt its word. Pay the highest price, for riches beyond comprehension.

 

 What kind of pussy doesn't want the abyss staring at them?
 Oh well. More for me, I guess.
 Logic: it works, bitches.