Become a God for 79 Cents


In 1934, a product was created that has yet to be trumped in its incredible power, not by 3D printing, bionic hands, or even self slicing bread. One man had the revolutionary idea to take blank pieces of paper and bind them together with a spiral of twisting metal. Thanks to this pioneer of liberal thinking, today, if you have 79 cents, you can become a god.

I grow impatient of your incessant rambling, Qwizx. Just tell me this amazing thing already!

Alright, jeez, Fictional Naysayer, I gotta rope you in and build the suspense a little, ok? Cool your ADHD jets…

Buy a notebook, and you can have superpowers… literally.

Of course, there is the obvious, “hey kids, unleash the power of your imagination,” (as though Wondergressive would ever become some PBS special or episode of SpongeBob). Or the spot-on philosophy of sci-fi grandmaster Robert A. Heinlein, World as Myth. Or, like we’ve already shown, creativity is the meaning of existence. No, this is much much much cooler than all that.

So a friend mentions how he found this method of tripling your energy in the morning, and you placatingly nod and think, “Cool, I’ll add it to the pile of things I’ll blow off until I die, right along side lose 50lb, quit masturbating, and develop a photographic memory.” Except, do you actually have that pile? No? Then make one…

Get yourself a pad of paper and a pencil, those ancient technologies, to keep in your pocket at all times, and jot down any passing thought, even just a one or two word “note-to-self.”

Don’t be afraid to take it to serial-killer levels of obsessive compulsion:

But, why?

Short-term memory is super limited, so it’s easy to get overwhelmed if, say, more than two things are happening at once. But your brain is a tremendously powerful biological supercomputer capable of… frankly we have no idea, because we are constantly pushing the boundaries of what we are capable of. What the notebook does is very simple; it allows you to set your subconscious to its own devices and create miracles on par with walking on water.

So, this time, a buddy mentions something about eating more spinach, and we try something new; instead of “yeah yeah, I’ll get to it eventually” we simply jot it down in our handy dandy notebook… and that’s it. Don’t think about it again. Set it and forget it.


Always the skeptic, Mr. Naysayer. Good, don’t ever change.

Ok, think of it this way: Yes, short-term memory is limited. Long-term memory, however, has no limits. None. (Well, not quite none. It’s only capable of storing the entire Milky Way galaxy jam packed with terabyte hard drives) and it thinks half a million times faster than you. Putting your subconscious to a task is like wondering what to make for diner and having the entire population of Luxemburg stop what they’re doing to exclusively weigh the pros and cons of mac-n-cheese vs. Chinese takeout. Assigning a job to the subconscious is really easy, too…

When we half-heartedly think “Yeah yeah, I’ll get to it when I get to it” what we’re saying is “Hey Luxemburg, just sit around. We’re not doing shit today”

There is a general taboo on Magic, here in the age of science, but “magic” is just a word. The mind is so magnificently powerful that it’s incomprehensible to our thinking consciousness. Perhaps the first grimoire was just this concept; a young lady wrote down her inner thoughts and crazy “coincidences” started happening. (Shit, better burn her.)

Whatever. I have a journal and don’t own my own planet yet.


First, go back right now and read your old journals. You’ll be astonished at how much of what you’d written has happened. You’ll be far more astonished at how much of what came true you totally forgot about and then put no conscious effort whatsoever into achieving, but it happened anyway.

Second, take a special look at your language. Our thoughts are noise, and even the smartest among us are complete morons. That’s a good thing. When you wrote, “Brian is so cute, but there’s no way he’d like me,” Luxemburg took that and created exactly what you wanted. They got together and filtered what they would show you (like how he’s talking to Hillary and hasn’t noticed your low-cut top, asshole) hiding anything non-affirming (see how he can’t make eye-contact and keeps shifting his feet when you’re around. That’s a good thing). You will see whatever you already expect to see. That’s why Brian’s an asshole.

Instead, even if you don’t believe it, jot down “I think Brian might be into me,” and Luxemburg will start to show you little bits of proof that you’re right.

Got any examples?

Sure do. In ’95, Neal Donald Walsch was a broken man. Razor in hand, ready to open his wrists in desperation, he played one last-ditch wild card that he never expected to work. He pulled out a spiral notebook and started frantically scrawling a passionate hate letter to God, demanding answers to not just his own turmoils, but to the big existential things; why is there so much suffering? What happens when we die? Bad things to good people, all that.

A devout atheist, eventually, in his passion, something happened. He started expecting an answer. In that moment, he got one. His hand started moving of its own accord, and the revelations revealed were nothing less than divine. These madman scribblings have gone on to become a series of spiritual texts lauded the world over. God? Brain? It doesn’t matter.

Another. Are you reading this on a Mac? So you’ve heard of Steve Jobs? His biography flies off the shelves and one of the most beautiful things in it is his constant demanding of the impossible. All throughout the book are moments where a chief-engineer would come to him with bad news, “Steve, we can’t do it. I know what you’re saying; it’s just that what you need us to do doesn’t exist. It’s impossible.”

Top engineers for Apple or Pixar are kind of smart, so if they say something isn’t just hard, but utterly impossible, then, yeah, it can’t be done. Steve, charismatic manager that he was, would simply say, “Fucking do it, or you’re fired.”  And it got done. Every time. (Screw you, reality)

Get your own spiral notebook without leaving your house!

Is that really all there is to it?

Yep. When you write it down it gives your brain permission to do what it does best, solve problems.

Don’t think big. Think huge. Don’t think huge. Think cosmic. Just decide and don’t worry about the how. Your private fleet of subatomic-physicists, genetic-engineers, economists, composers, and dreamers can work out the details.




First Spiral Notebook (Sep, 1934)

Reanimated Kidneys, 3-D Printing, and (Icky?) Organ Markets

Bionic Hand That Can Feel

World as Myth

The Almighty Escapism: Creating Distraction

Engineering the Perfect Morning in 8 Easy Steps

The Amazing Bacon, Beer, and Edible Underwear Diet

Quit Cumming: Save MANkind

Photographic Memory (Phase 2: Holy Shit)

How Handwriting Trains the Brain

Obese? Got a Fatty Liver? No Problem. Spinach and Nuts Have You Covered

Neural Pathway Development

Conscious Vs. Subconscious Processing Power

Science Says, “Smart People Are Idiots”

How Do Brains Filter Data?

“Party Chat” Brain Filter Discovered

Brain “Irrelevance Filter” Found

Preserving Integrity in the Face of Performance Threat

Conversations With God, an Uncommon Dialogue

Steve Jobs

24 Inspirational Steve Jobs Quotes That Help You Suck Less

Will Smith: Wisdom, Motivation, Inspiration



A Note on the Top 1%: Psychopaths or Superhumans?


A few days ago, we looked into the coming rise of a new species being developed by the technocrats; it’s nigh. Spectacular as this notion is, as it turns out, the next stage in human development has already arrived, interlaced inconspicuously amongst us, as though “They Live” were a documentary.

Doesn't anyone have a goddamn stick of gum?!

Doesn’t anyone have a goddamn stick of gum?!

You see, everyone loves a good ethnic slur, but under our thin veil of cultural, linguistic, economic, and pigment differences, it’s understood that we’re all one collective unity of mankind. Hi, brothers and sisters. So with the utmost love and respect for all y’all round the globe (minus Canada, America’s ceaseless punchline), we can all join hands in an orgy of discrimination against the one group that’s not like the others. Proudly, I’ll stand on my soapbox of an anonymous keyboard and proclaim something we’ve all long suspected, but never voiced: “yuppies aren’t human.”

…Literally… Let me explain

If there’s one thing I’d gleaned from my last stint in the psych-ward (like you didn’t suspect), it’s how, like an uncured slab of beef, the lines between mental illnesses, unfortunately, are neither cut nor dry (consider the utter failure of the DSM). A great deal of consensus, however, stands in the psychologist community to where these muddied lines can be drawn, and the word “psychopath” is not a term bandied lightly, folks. A psychopath, apparently, is not always the image immediately drawn to mind of some knife wielding pariah, glazed in dried mustard and animal-semen (gross), prowling the subway adorned only in a single strategically-placed pool-floatie, who passes the day lobbing “Jesus saves” paper-airplane pamphlets at jaded urbanites. Nah, he’s probably wearing a silk tie, Gucci perhaps.

Psychopaths, in fact, while occasionally criminal masterminds, are masterful social chameleons, often indistinguishable from the crowd. Preconceived notions blown. A new theoretical analysis suggests that psychopathy is not merely a mental disorder, though, but rather the psychopath is a separate new sub-species of human altogether, a new animal. No joke. Sure, Patrick Bateman may lob revving chainsaws upon fleeing call-girls, but he wasn’t human, so it’s copacetic.  Evolution, it seems, just won’t take a day off. Psychopathy is categorized with traits of:


  • glib and superficial charm
  • grandiose (exaggeratedly high) estimation of self
  • need for stimulation
  • pathological lying
  • cunning and manipulativeness
  • lack of remorse or guilt
  • shallow affect (superficial emotional responsiveness)
  • callousness and lack of empathy
  • parasitic lifestyle
  • poor behavioral controls
  • sexual promiscuity
  • early behavior problems
  • lack of realistic long-term goals
  • impulsivity
  • irresponsibility
  • failure to accept responsibility for own actions
  • many short-term marital relationships
  • juvenile delinquency
  • revocation of conditional release
  • criminal versatility

To sum all that up, psychopaths (henceforth redubbed Homo PsychopathiusTM) are highly-intelligent, calculating, manipulative machines of self-interested ambition, lacking the capacity for conscience due to the inability to feel emotion. They are a manifestation of the cliché wolf in sheep’s clothing as a predator in white-collar work clothes, and these things aren’t human.

With an untappable spigot of raw uninhibited self-interest at its disposal, Homo Psychopathius often rises to the top of whatever organization/ field it sets its aim at. They are natural visionaries, innovators, and leaders of men, so it just makes sense that, statistically, the career with the highest propensity for psychopathy is nothing less than the CEO.

Over the last few decades, as you’ve undoubtedly noticed, the global power regime has shifted reigns from the uber-nation to the empire-corporation being the vaster colossus of influence. Our ruling class, then, are the highly-competent next stage in evolution, being more adapted for the major-leagues without the nuisance of those silly outdated oddities called feelings. Further still, note this list of the top ten careers Homo Psychopathius are found in, not forgetting the psychopath, more often than not, is at the forefront head of his field:


1. CEO
2. Lawyer
3. Media (Television/Radio)
4. Salesperson
5. Surgeon
6. Journalist
7. Police officer
8. Clergy person
9. Chef
10. Civil servant

Wait! Wait! Wait! Holy shit! What are you saying?

This thing is smarter than you, vastly more driven to power. It controls the companies you work for; it represents your legal system, decides what news you hear, tells you what to consume (down to a science), holds your life in its hands, arrests your deviants, propagates your religions, and it dominates your politics… oh yeah, and cooks your food (never trust a guy with a set of personally engraved knives, I guess).

We’re not alarmist here. Rather, I propose a happy compromise over this news: as successful as these things have proven themselves to be, rising to the apex of society, I offer that we humans dutifully permit this new animal to take the reins (cause it already has) as the new dominant species of the planet. You win, psychopaths. Game over. Anyway, our outdated human machine doesn’t mind serving as the structural base for your mighty overlord will. We’re more suited for playing Minecraft, masturbating, and following your orders. It’s kinda what we’re good at. If it’s not overly presumptuous of me to assume the diplomat between our 2 great peoples, let me be the first of my kind to say, “I vow my allegiance. All hail the morlocks! (I’m on board, guys. Eat someone else’s kids.)”

Fellow sapians, kinda brings the whole “Occupy Wall Street” thing into a new light, huh? Looks like the X-Men comics had it right all along: the 1% with all the powers really were the next stage of human evolution.

Take it; leave it; use it as an excuse to embrace your inner asshole.

Either way, let the hate mail commence.





Wondergressive: The Singularity is Nigh Upon Us

I’m Here To Chew Bubblegum

Ari Shaffir: The Amazing Racist

Wondergressive: Impossible to Distinguish Sane from Insane

Wondergressive: You Might be a Psychopath

CBS: DSM New Psych Bible

People Claiming to be Jesus

Psychopath: a New Subspecies

Patrick Bateman

Psychopathy List Genetic Risk for Psychopathy in 7 Year Olds Corporate Psychopathy

Psychopathy and the CEO

Corporate Psychopaths and Global Financial Crisis

Corporate Psychopaths: Bullying and Unfair Supervision

MSN: 10 Sneaky Care Dealer Tricks

Who Runs the World: Global Corporate Control



Occupy Wall Street

Money, Designed to Fail: In The Federal Reserve’s Grip

federal reserve

Batman The Dark Knight fighting the federal reserve?

Some subjects, at first glance, can be so overly daunting that even bright minds will, with glazed eyes, decide richer intellects are more capable and shrug the issue off into apathy.

For example, the Higgs boson, discovered back in 1964, is a subatomic particle so significant it may explain the very nature of existence itself, a penultimate ambition if ever there was one, yet its existence remains widely unknown nearly 5 decades later, because to fully understand the ramifications requires at minimum the knowledge gained through a PhD in theoretical physics. Also, binaural beats, discovered by Heinrich Wilhelm Dove in 1839, are sounds that, when heard, can literally induce nearly any state of human consciousness, including theta meditation, tryptamine psychedelia, and even localized paralysis with no anesthesia.

The debate on topics of this magnitude are fiercely heated, yet, unfortunately, they are held in arenas sparsely populated by a scant collection of fringe scientists and an infinitesimal handful of scholarly spectators, well outside the realms of normal societal debate. This, as I’m sure you’ve noticed, is the state of most key intellectual issues: Only the highly versed may stake a claim, and the general public offhandedly writes them off as overindulgent lunatics. However, with the massive popularity Ron Paul sparked these last 2 election cycles and the thriving Occupy Wall Street paradigm, one such momentous issue has moved from the relative obscurity of the PhD economist realm to the forefront of societal debate. This monumental issue is the abolishment of the United States Federal Reserve and, moreover, the ubiquitous zeitgeist that allows economic establishments of that nature to flourish as an international norm. Setting aside faith and politics from the holy triumvirate of taboo discussion topics, we can take a comprehensive look into money and the colossal flaw in the supposed root of evil that makes the world go round.

According to some of the forefront theorists in economics, the core issue of central banking’s nature lies in three highly interwoven rudiments: the United States runs on a fiat currency, the Federal Reserve is a private institution, and the national debt compiles interest.

Great, why do I care about the Federal Reserve?

Firstly, the massive and seemingly high-brow topic of international finance, with its overwhelming abstruse jargon, appears to be a megalithic realm of study to digest, however, when the terms are properly defined, the ideas are quite clear; of all the technical terms flippantly bandied, “fiat” is arguably the most important. A fiat currency is the antithesis of monetary stability, because all substantial elements have been removed.

This means there is no gold standard to back a fiat bill’s worth, nor silver, crops, textiles, stocks, bonds, futures, or any other physical medium whatsoever. In our current fiat system, money is valued exclusively by the faith of the public that the money has value, meaning dollars are worth something only because people accept them as an exchange medium through ignorance of its insubstantiality or by force through legal tender laws, and, therefore, it is subject to the whims of public opinion for its foundation of stability. With nefarious intentions or not, in 1913 Congress repealed the gold standard, leaving the fate of the forefront global empire at the whims of an elite troupe of financiers to dictate.  To this day, a contemporary aristocracy of money changers governs humanity’s prosperity through sheer managing of the supply of fiat currency, thus directing the fluctuations in cycles of the species, and this raw colossal power is motivated by several individual’s personal agendas. I say several individuals because, contrary to popular belief, the Federal Reserve Bank is not a government agency.

Wait, doesn’t the government make my money?

Nope. Much like Best Buy or Microsoft, the Federal Reserve is a privately owned system with shareholders spanning the globe and a foremost vector at profit. It is not, in fact, a part of the government, as the name implies. While the private Federal Reserve System operates utterly fiat, the epitome of disastrous fiscal policy, and being above state legislation, it pulls the strings of D.C. with a singular colossal unregulated power.

Let’s take a look at a simplified example: The government needs to fund a war. Instead of raising taxes, jeopardizing reelection, congress turns to the Federal Reserve central bank – the privately owned company operating outside the jurisdiction of U.S. law requesting a loan of, let’s say, three hundred billion dollars. As Federal Reserve notes are simply printed sans backing, as we’ve already seen, the lower classes are left paying for this new money’s manifestation through a hidden unregulated tax. Most know this tax as inflation. When more currency is printed, the current money loses value to compensate for the unaltered total substance on the market.Now the security that the government supplies on these loans is nothing less than the future taxable effort of the citizenry, indebting future generations into an unsanctified bondage for the sake of instant gratification. This is a hierarchical manifestation of our current credit card culture (link NSFW). Furthermore, notice the inscription at the top of any bill, “Federal Reserve Note,” detailing how that dollar actually denotes a liability, because in truth, every bill circulating is a promissory note to the overarching Federal Reserve, so every bill is worth less than worthless – negative value – and this amassing of loans is the national debt.

Okay, then what’s the National Debt?

this is the last point, and arguably the most outrageous. As opposed to being wealthier, the possessor of U.S. currency of any denomination is indebted to the Fed, lien-holder over every last cent, for the stated value, and this circulating supply of paper constitutes the national debt. The national debt and the currency we trade at market are one in the same, because the national debt is our currency.

Furthermore, the paramount issue is in the interest the Federal Reserve charges on this unsecured debt; this is the supreme crux of the matter: the Federal Reserve charges interest.

The initial loan the state takes out is the entirety of the circulating money supply, so imagine this parallel situation: A man loans a friend his car but decides to charge interest and demands an extra ten percent of his car as payment. Clearly, that would be obtuse nonsense as only the totality of the car, or money supply, exists. That means the interest can absolutely never be paid, because it is not real. Inflation only occurs when central banks increase the money supply, thus the interest can only be discharged by securing yet another loan ad infinitum. Let me see if I have this right: The only way interest can be paid on the national debt is by borrowing more money from the Federal Reserve, but that further increases the national debt, and that new money will also have interest that can only be paid by borrowing even more.

When will it end?

Never. It can’t. Worse still, in this paradigm, repossessions, foreclosures, and mass-joblessness are not only likely, they are completely inevitable. Forefront fiscal thinkers have predicted many of the economic problems of the day, sometimes years before they are widely obvious because once the mechanics are understood, the endgame is clear. With a substance-backed money system, as commerce runs, dollars change hands but the same core amount of money is always at play. Contrarily, with the interest-bearing fiat currency being embraced by the majority of the industrialized world, money is continually siphoned out to pay an interest that can never be paid. Today, if one man works hard and successfully discharges his mortgage, another man, somewhere, absolutely could not have. It is a zero-sum game that only the central bank can win.

In any socio-economic climate a natural ebb and flow carries every individual into their rightful spot in civilizations’ hierarchy, but in a privatized interest-yielding fiat system, this order is dismantled. The committee that decides the rates holds every card, fixing the deck to whatever devices it sees fit. This methodology supersedes the democratic republic our forefathers envisioned when, as farmers and peasants, they undertook to sever the lecherous ties of the mightiest empire in the world, Great Britain. In a time of such surplus that every man woman and child could be fed clothed and housed ten times over, it is not a matter of greed or redistributing wealth, it is a question of structure.

The ideal of America, the Dream, is that anyone, anywhere, can pick themselves up by the bootstraps and be a success if they have the gall, the tenacity, the die-hard spirit to see that ambition through, but so long as we have a central bank, there will always be a destitute serfdom, dreaming of one day owning a home, retirement, or passing on a legacy to their descendants, ultimately, by the sweat of their labor, only to spoon-feed that dream directly to the Fed.



Higgs Boson

Binaural Beats

Campaign for Liberty: Ron Paul

Huffington Post: Occupy Wall Street

Forbes: Fiat Money

Library of Economics: Gold Standard

Ron Paul on Legal Tender Laws

Who Owns The Federal Reserve?

Alan Greenspan: Federal Reserve is Above The Law

Inflation Tax

George Carlin: Credit Cards

Promissory Note