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“THE MANUAL FOR SELF-DESTRUCTION” E-BOOK EDITION (EPUB + PDF)
Book Description:
Warning: This book may contain traces of truth.
And that is exactly what makes it dangerous.
How does a species manage to systematically maneuver itself into extinction in less than 100 years—despite technology, connectivity, and so-called progress?
Simple: with a smile, a like, and a hefty dose of collective overconfidence.
The Manual for Self-Destruction is not a dystopia.
It is a satirical autopsy of our present—written by a man who long ago realized that the end is no accident, but a system.
“If you think this is just a book—you understood nothing.
This is a dissection protocol. An autopsy in real time.
And you are part of the patient.”
So make yourself comfortable.
What follows is no warning.
It is an operating manual for collapse.
Cold. Satirical. Painfully real.
If you expect someone to be saved at the end—sorry. Here, the hero dies first.
And the rest?
Keeps scrolling.
Excerpt:
“Dear intelligent being from the future—if you exist:
Congratulations! If you are reading this, you are either a species that did better than we did, or a bored archaeologist wondering how a civilization could fail so spectacularly at itself.”
Well, then let me not keep you waiting:
Humanity was a faulty prototype.
A cosmic workplace accident.
A life form with enough intelligence to split atoms, but not enough sense to stop itself from dropping those atoms on cities.
We were evolution’s attempt at creating a thinking organism that reflexively destroys itself.
Dumb enough to believe it was smart.
…
“This book will not change anything.
Because humans do not change.”
This book is not a call to salvation.
It is a reminder that we missed that chance long ago.
“THE MANUAL FOR SELF-DESTRUCTION” E-BOOK EDITION (EPUB + PDF)
Book Description:
Warning: This book may contain traces of truth.
And that is exactly what makes it dangerous.
How does a species manage to systematically maneuver itself into extinction in less than 100 years—despite technology, connectivity, and so-called progress?
Simple: with a smile, a like, and a hefty dose of collective overconfidence.
The Manual for Self-Destruction is not a dystopia.
It is a satirical autopsy of our present—written by a man who long ago realized that the end is no accident, but a system.
“If you think this is just a book—you understood nothing.
This is a dissection protocol. An autopsy in real time.
And you are part of the patient.”
So make yourself comfortable.
What follows is no warning.
It is an operating manual for collapse.
Cold. Satirical. Painfully real.
If you expect someone to be saved at the end—sorry. Here, the hero dies first.
And the rest?
Keeps scrolling.
Excerpt:
“Dear intelligent being from the future—if you exist:
Congratulations! If you are reading this, you are either a species that did better than we did, or a bored archaeologist wondering how a civilization could fail so spectacularly at itself.”
Well, then let me not keep you waiting:
Humanity was a faulty prototype.
A cosmic workplace accident.
A life form with enough intelligence to split atoms, but not enough sense to stop itself from dropping those atoms on cities.
We were evolution’s attempt at creating a thinking organism that reflexively destroys itself.
Dumb enough to believe it was smart.
…
“This book will not change anything.
Because humans do not change.”
This book is not a call to salvation.
It is a reminder that we missed that chance long ago.