Ideas are like plagues. They start, the spread and they consume. Game became that. Like many fellow brothers, we followed. Some for months, some for years. Then it hit us. The Red Pill isn’t an idea. It isn’t a declaration, a charter, a movement or a rally. Its the anti-idea. It doesn’t plant a goddamn thing. It erases whats already been drilled deep inside. It frees you from ideas of freedom. It liberates you from the constraints of liberty. It removes equality, fairness and morality. It lets you be you. Good or bad. Is that not what freedom is? Not an economic idea, not a social idea, but a singular personal feeling. Gods walk among us through their will of confidence. We are those gods, if only we let everything else go.