An introduction to a book I never wrote...

Too much these days is made of worshipping yourself first. Popularity of sayings such as “Your body is your temple” and “Look out for number one” has meant that society is now a bunch of people looking only to help themselves and never anyone else if it is at their expense. Whilst I do not seek to espouse that we should help our fellow man at our own expense it does delve deeper into the self. Why do we worship ourselves above all others? What do we hope to achieve by amassing knowledge of self help techniques? Why do we seek to create a life for ourselves rather than destroy it? Part of this no doubt is the chemical structure of the brain, and I am sure I will be written off by some as a talentless, depressive no hoper, but this is just another path to self destruction, sweet glorious destruction. I only to show those that think like I do that self destruction can lead to inner peace, that putting yourself last is sometimes the way to become whole and that normal people can become the nothing of the universe.
I do not seek to have people kill themselves, maim themselves or to follow any part of what I say, but there has to be something said for the other side, for how the other side lives, for the destructors, the depressives and the totalitarian anarchists. Put yourself last and discover the world of the trodden down, the beauty in pain and abuse. Put yourself last and become the monster you feared. It isn’t that hard, but here are some tips to help you start. Here is my beautiful downfall, enjoy.