For all our ignorance—and for all our careless misbranding of adversarialism as fascistic—our society, more than any before it, is most deserving of the rise of fascism.

Beware—when one repeatedly conjures devils and ghosts, they will eventually appear; the wolf preys upon the child who carelessly utters its name in vain.

Connotative habituation—the exhaustion of a word’s emotive force through overuse and exposure—prepares a person to approach the word in a new, potentially agreeable light.

A soul habituated to ghosts and devils becomes unconscious of them—and that which is left unconscious possesses.

The specter of fascism—carelessly conjured by its very detractors—hovers over the face of Modernity, searching for souls in which to house itself.

Like all devils exorcised without care, it shall return sevenfold, bringing with it spirits more wicked than itself.

Truthfully, the seeds of fascism—indeed, of totalitarianism itself—lie buried in the depths of every human soul; wills left unconscious seek to remake the world in their image.

Given our ignorance—our carelessness—even our delusions of inherent ‘goodness’—no true adversary of fascism exists today; one must first gaze into the abyss before one can confront it.

One must earn the right to call oneself an adversary of fascism—first by identifying the fascist within, and then, if one so desires, by articulating a new way forward.

To every good person—endowed with empathy and love for their fellow man—would the world not be better if it were remade in your image?

If every one of your detractors—vicious and cruel in their opposition—were to lay down their weapons and confess your moral superiority, would they, along with all of mankind, not be perfectly remade?

Imperfect as our world is—blind and arrogant in the face of empathy’s perfection—is it not necessary to meet power with even greater power—indeed, with force?

Those in agreement, behold the discovery of the seeds of totalitarianism from which fascism and its brethren arise.

All totalizing wills—including empathy—seek to divide, conquer, and reshape the world in their own image. Innocent characteristics on their own—until they seek to permanently purge all opposition, rendering the newborn image of the world stagnant, unchallenged, and unchanging.

The great crime of fascism—indeed, of totalitarianism itself—is that it lacks the playfulness and creativity of a child.

Whoever seeks to dominate should strive to do so with levity and an open mind; even gods must, from time to time, allow themselves to be outwitted and maneuvered by mere mortals.

A god who can no longer laugh at themselves—who can no longer delight in the playful exploitation of their vulnerabilities—is no longer becoming.