Be a wolf amoungst sheep

[KingLycaon]

The life of a sheep is easier than the life of a Wolf. Sheep are given food and water freely by their shepherd and are protected from predators by shelters they did not build. They fatten themselves on the shepherd’s food, thriving into a multitude that outnumbers the wolves.

But these comforts bind the sheep into slavery. The sheep are bred to be weaker of mind and body, to require the shepherd’s protection so greatly that they can be free of physical chains but never stray. Theirs is a lifetime of servitude — one that is comfortable but ends at the shepherd’s whim.
Wolves have no masters. Though the wolf must hunt for its own food and search for its own shelter, it is free to roam where it wishes and requires no one to open its gate. Though the feeding trough of the sheep is filled, it is only with the grass and grain of its master’s choosing. A wolf must hunt and chase its meals, but feasts on anything it catches.

Wealth and success never come to those who simply wait for them to arrive.

Some humans choose to be sheep. They desire freedom but rely on others to provide their comforts, striving for riches but investing little effort to attain it. They scream in protest when they are fenced in and herded — angry that they are not free like the wolves — but accept the shepherd’s food nonetheless. Though they rebel by day, they always wander home to their cages by night.

Only a fool believes that all deserve equal rewards for unequal effort.

Leaders must have unwavering confidence in their decision to choose effort over leisure. As human sheep boast of their slothful lives of ease and criticize any who work to better themselves, the shepherds pay no heed.

"Mockery is weak when shouted through the bars of a cage."

Is it the wolf’s stupidity that keeps it from a life of leisure? How can so many sheep be wrong as they grow fatter on the shepherd’s food? Why would any creature choose to run free in the dangerous and uncertain wilderness?

Humans are not born as sheep or wolves but must choose a path for themselves. Will you strive for what is easy and safe? To follow close to the multitude? To remain within the fences that protect you from the outside but imprison you within its boundaries? Or will you travel the path you choose, exploring freely in the dangerous forests of life, leading your own way in a planet filled with followers?

At sunset, the sheep are herded back into their pen

and fed until they drift into sleep. The wolf enjoys no such promises, wandering upon the mountains in search of a meal: hungry, but free.
Though it lacks the comforts of a shepherd’s security, a wolf never wishes for the life of a sheep. A wolf may hunger while a sheep is fed, but the fattest sheep is the wolf’s meal

 

[Lykos]

The life of a sheep is easier than the life of a Wolf. Sheep are given food and water freely by their shepherd and are protected from predators by shelters they did not build. They fatten themselves on the shepherd’s food, thriving into a multitude that outnumbers the wolves.

But these comforts bind the sheep into slavery. The sheep are bred to be weaker of mind and body, to require the shepherd’s protection so greatly that they can be free of physical chains but never stray. Theirs is a lifetime of servitude — one that is comfortable but ends at the shepherd’s whim.
Wolves have no masters. Though the wolf must hunt for its own food and search for its own shelter, it is free to roam where it wishes and requires no one to open its gate. Though the feeding trough of the sheep is filled, it is only with the grass and grain of its master’s choosing. A wolf must hunt and chase its meals, but feasts on anything it catches.

Wealth and success never come to those who simply wait for them to arrive.

Some humans choose to be sheep. They desire freedom but rely on others to provide their comforts, striving for riches but investing little effort to attain it. They scream in protest when they are fenced in and herded — angry that they are not free like the wolves — but accept the shepherd’s food nonetheless. Though they rebel by day, they always wander home to their cages by night.

Only a fool believes that all deserve equal rewards for unequal effort.

Leaders must have unwavering confidence in their decision to choose effort over leisure. As human sheep boast of their slothful lives of ease and criticize any who work to better themselves, the shepherds pay no heed.

"Mockery is weak when shouted through the bars of a cage."

Is it the wolf’s stupidity that keeps it from a life of leisure? How can so many sheep be wrong as they grow fatter on the shepherd’s food? Why would any creature choose to run free in the dangerous and uncertain wilderness?

Humans are not born as sheep or wolves but must choose a path for themselves. Will you strive for what is easy and safe? To follow close to the multitude? To remain within the fences that protect you from the outside but imprison you within its boundaries? Or will you travel the path you choose, exploring freely in the dangerous forests of life, leading your own way in a planet filled with followers?

At sunset, the sheep are herded back into their pen

and fed until they drift into sleep. The wolf enjoys no such promises, wandering upon the mountains in search of a meal: hungry, but free.
Though it lacks the comforts of a shepherd’s security, a wolf never wishes for the life of a sheep. A wolf may hunger while a sheep is fed, but the fattest sheep is the wolf’s meal

Beautiful words, thank you

 

[Sonapanic]

The life of a sheep is easier than the life of a Wolf. Sheep are given food and water freely by their shepherd and are protected from predators by shelters they did not build. They fatten themselves on the shepherd’s food, thriving into a multitude that outnumbers the wolves.

But these comforts bind the sheep into slavery. The sheep are bred to be weaker of mind and body, to require the shepherd’s protection so greatly that they can be free of physical chains but never stray. Theirs is a lifetime of servitude — one that is comfortable but ends at the shepherd’s whim.
Wolves have no masters. Though the wolf must hunt for its own food and search for its own shelter, it is free to roam where it wishes and requires no one to open its gate. Though the feeding trough of the sheep is filled, it is only with the grass and grain of its master’s choosing. A wolf must hunt and chase its meals, but feasts on anything it catches.

Wealth and success never come to those who simply wait for them to arrive.

Some humans choose to be sheep. They desire freedom but rely on others to provide their comforts, striving for riches but investing little effort to attain it. They scream in protest when they are fenced in and herded — angry that they are not free like the wolves — but accept the shepherd’s food nonetheless. Though they rebel by day, they always wander home to their cages by night.

Only a fool believes that all deserve equal rewards for unequal effort.

Leaders must have unwavering confidence in their decision to choose effort over leisure. As human sheep boast of their slothful lives of ease and criticize any who work to better themselves, the shepherds pay no heed.

"Mockery is weak when shouted through the bars of a cage."

Is it the wolf’s stupidity that keeps it from a life of leisure? How can so many sheep be wrong as they grow fatter on the shepherd’s food? Why would any creature choose to run free in the dangerous and uncertain wilderness?

Humans are not born as sheep or wolves but must choose a path for themselves. Will you strive for what is easy and safe? To follow close to the multitude? To remain within the fences that protect you from the outside but imprison you within its boundaries? Or will you travel the path you choose, exploring freely in the dangerous forests of life, leading your own way in a planet filled with followers?

At sunset, the sheep are herded back into their pen

and fed until they drift into sleep. The wolf enjoys no such promises, wandering upon the mountains in search of a meal: hungry, but free.
Though it lacks the comforts of a shepherd’s security, a wolf never wishes for the life of a sheep. A wolf may hunger while a sheep is fed, but the fattest sheep is the wolf’s meal

Very well written. You have a talent for drawing up parables.
Welcome to our side, brother.

 

[DisillusionedCitizen]

The life of a sheep is easier than the life of a Wolf. Sheep are given food and water freely by their shepherd and are protected from predators by shelters they did not build. They fatten themselves on the shepherd’s food, thriving into a multitude that outnumbers the wolves.

But these comforts bind the sheep into slavery. The sheep are bred to be weaker of mind and body, to require the shepherd’s protection so greatly that they can be free of physical chains but never stray. Theirs is a lifetime of servitude — one that is comfortable but ends at the shepherd’s whim.
Wolves have no masters. Though the wolf must hunt for its own food and search for its own shelter, it is free to roam where it wishes and requires no one to open its gate. Though the feeding trough of the sheep is filled, it is only with the grass and grain of its master’s choosing. A wolf must hunt and chase its meals, but feasts on anything it catches.

Wealth and success never come to those who simply wait for them to arrive.

Some humans choose to be sheep. They desire freedom but rely on others to provide their comforts, striving for riches but investing little effort to attain it. They scream in protest when they are fenced in and herded — angry that they are not free like the wolves — but accept the shepherd’s food nonetheless. Though they rebel by day, they always wander home to their cages by night.

Only a fool believes that all deserve equal rewards for unequal effort.

Leaders must have unwavering confidence in their decision to choose effort over leisure. As human sheep boast of their slothful lives of ease and criticize any who work to better themselves, the shepherds pay no heed.

"Mockery is weak when shouted through the bars of a cage."

Is it the wolf’s stupidity that keeps it from a life of leisure? How can so many sheep be wrong as they grow fatter on the shepherd’s food? Why would any creature choose to run free in the dangerous and uncertain wilderness?

Humans are not born as sheep or wolves but must choose a path for themselves. Will you strive for what is easy and safe? To follow close to the multitude? To remain within the fences that protect you from the outside but imprison you within its boundaries? Or will you travel the path you choose, exploring freely in the dangerous forests of life, leading your own way in a planet filled with followers?

At sunset, the sheep are herded back into their pen

and fed until they drift into sleep. The wolf enjoys no such promises, wandering upon the mountains in search of a meal: hungry, but free.
Though it lacks the comforts of a shepherd’s security, a wolf never wishes for the life of a sheep. A wolf may hunger while a sheep is fed, but the fattest sheep is the wolf’s meal

I've learned this lesson a few months ago.

"A sheep spends it's whole life fearing the wolf, only be eaten by the Shepard".

The sheep are so concerned about their own safety and comfort they don't realize they're stuck between a rock and a hard place; the sheep dreads the wolf eating it, and the wolf can do just that anytime it wants to, but unknown to them, the shepherd (who feeds them and ensure their safety) can dispose of the sheep anytime it wants to, on a whim as you pointed out in your post. Either the wolf eats the sheep like they've feared, or the shepherd decides they've outlived their usefulness and eats them instead, the sheep ends up dead. They're too stupid to realize such a fact.

Unfortunately, most people under Jewish employers do not realize they're stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Thank you for the reminder of such a lesson.

(Here's a topic that references Jews trapping gentiles in such a dreadful dilemma: https://ancient-forums.com/viewtopic.php?f=3&t=79909)

 

[Jrvan]

If this is relating the sheep pen to xianity then it makes sense. However, if this is a more literal commentary advocating against civilization and civilized life then I wholeheartedly disagree.

 

[DisillusionedCitizen]

If this is relating the sheep pen to xianity then it makes sense. However, if this is a more literal commentary advocating against civilization and civilized life then I wholeheartedly disagree.

It's a metaphor for the sheep pen of cuckianity and pisslam.

 

[Ayedoubles]

The life of a sheep is easier than the life of a Wolf. Sheep are given food and water freely by their shepherd and are protected from predators by shelters they did not build. They fatten themselves on the shepherd’s food, thriving into a multitude that outnumbers the wolves.

But these comforts bind the sheep into slavery. The sheep are bred to be weaker of mind and body, to require the shepherd’s protection so greatly that they can be free of physical chains but never stray. Theirs is a lifetime of servitude — one that is comfortable but ends at the shepherd’s whim.
Wolves have no masters. Though the wolf must hunt for its own food and search for its own shelter, it is free to roam where it wishes and requires no one to open its gate. Though the feeding trough of the sheep is filled, it is only with the grass and grain of its master’s choosing. A wolf must hunt and chase its meals, but feasts on anything it catches.

Wealth and success never come to those who simply wait for them to arrive.

Some humans choose to be sheep. They desire freedom but rely on others to provide their comforts, striving for riches but investing little effort to attain it. They scream in protest when they are fenced in and herded — angry that they are not free like the wolves — but accept the shepherd’s food nonetheless. Though they rebel by day, they always wander home to their cages by night.

Only a fool believes that all deserve equal rewards for unequal effort.

Leaders must have unwavering confidence in their decision to choose effort over leisure. As human sheep boast of their slothful lives of ease and criticize any who work to better themselves, the shepherds pay no heed.

"Mockery is weak when shouted through the bars of a cage."

Is it the wolf’s stupidity that keeps it from a life of leisure? How can so many sheep be wrong as they grow fatter on the shepherd’s food? Why would any creature choose to run free in the dangerous and uncertain wilderness?

Humans are not born as sheep or wolves but must choose a path for themselves. Will you strive for what is easy and safe? To follow close to the multitude? To remain within the fences that protect you from the outside but imprison you within its boundaries? Or will you travel the path you choose, exploring freely in the dangerous forests of life, leading your own way in a planet filled with followers?

At sunset, the sheep are herded back into their pen

and fed until they drift into sleep. The wolf enjoys no such promises, wandering upon the mountains in search of a meal: hungry, but free.
Though it lacks the comforts of a shepherd’s security, a wolf never wishes for the life of a sheep. A wolf may hunger while a sheep is fed, but the fattest sheep is the wolf’s meal

Good read brother.

 

[Jrvan]

If this is relating the sheep pen to xianity then it makes sense. However, if this is a more literal commentary advocating against civilization and civilized life then I wholeheartedly disagree.

It's a metaphor for the sheep pen of cuckianity and pisslam.

I hoped so. It's just that the metaphorical description seemed very heavy to me, and I feel that some of it could easily be misapplied. There's a certain romanticism that gets stirred up from time to time concerning some sort of primal roots, "healthier" savage life without the domestic trappings of agriculture or whatever. Rebelling against the pastor is good, but anarcho primitivism is stupid. Civilization is from the Gods, and we should never live like monkeys. Nor should we reject hierarchy and leadership altogether, we just shouldn't follow beings that want us to be their mindless slaves and give up our freedom.

 

[DisillusionedCitizen]

There's something else I want to add here. I once made a pessimistic remark here that the audience are just pawns on a cheessboard. Today, I realize that the sheep herd metaphor can apply just as easily to the audience, and the Jews know very well how to lure their gentile audience to their traps. What I said was pessimistic and insulting of the audience's worth.

The audience will whine about my argument being, but that doesn't make it any less true as the Jews only care about their audience provides them.