Could you describe hell for me dear reader? Hot… Crowded with sinners and hellhounds… Maybe some scent of constantly burning flesh in your nostrils? Oh, don’t forget the virtuous audience watching from above!

What if I tell you there is a place even worse than the hell you could ever imagine? I was born into this place some call a country, I wouldn’t and I won’t. The best I can do is call it a soultrap. I know that you think that I am being too dramatic but listen. This place has been feeding on the human soul for centuries and I fear that it will consume my soul in the near future too. Here are some factors making this place unbearable.

A collapsed moral order: Like a venus flytrap this soultrap has its own digestion system. It digests your soul day by day using its corrupted people as its digestive enzymes. Those enzymes believe in a weird definition of MORAL. A kind of moral that regulates every aspect of their life from trading to public transport, from condemning the rainbow people without a clear reason to sexualy abusing street dogs. The salesman that complains about other ”immoral” people will try to scam you the first chance he gets. The dissident who always complains about the government for its favorited assignments will place his brat in a chair he is not worthy of. The nationalists who don’t like the imported rapists will look somewhere distant if the money is right. Those are the people that will condemn, judge and blame you. Those are the people that you share the air with.

Those bastards can’t get a grip on the reality that they are living in, they are afraid of looking in the mirror and seeing the ugly truth, the problems that they are grumbling about are made by the same mentality that they are sharing. They are all so virtuous and everyone else is a wood coal that god will send them to hell. They are not aware of the fact if there was a god we would be all died in a biblical massacre that will be a warning to others.

Political Social Division: The god emperor of this place once said non-partisans will get disposed. You need to choose a side, doesn’t matter which side. You need to pick a poison to devour you slowly. The good part the product range is really good. You can be communist bootlicker, nationalist bootlicker, eurasian bootlicker, chinese bootlicker, political islamist bootlicker etc. You gotta lick that boot one way or another there is no escape. Once you pick your poison the others will be your sworn enemies in every aspect of life once again, and as our god emperor said if you won’t pick a side you will get disposed. For me, that was the nationalist bootlicking. I licked that boot until I woke up 3-4 years ago. Moth Prime was a communist when we met. He woke up too. May we all wake up from the sweet dreams and smell the shithole we are being a part of.

In A Conclusion… The Government: Leaders are the reflections of the group they are leading. The queen ant is the leader of an ant colony, A group of musicians will most likely pick the gifted one as their leader and of course a swamp-like society will pick Shrek as their leader. Shrek may steal the swamp folk to some oil-rich table cloth but hey! He is just a reflection of you and me.

Economic Reasons: Just kidding. After that reasons, the diminishing economy can only make me laugh. I would rather live somewhere else like Diogenes than live in a soultrap with a fortune.

OH and you can be a citizen of that place for 400K US dollars too. What a steal right?

How can a human live in a shithole and act like a guru that live in the top of an ebony tower? By being delusional.