You know there are a lot of guys who talked a lot of sh1t similar, only to wind up in a ltr a month later and talk with beexcellent and the ladies about the quality woman and the how waiting for sex is a purest form of dominance and other such things.
Not saying that's you, and you might laugh, but i've literally seen it loads over my time here.
Perhaps both feet on the ground till infield.
Never going to happen. I’ve already been to hell. I’ve been sleeping with women regularly. Not as much as I like.
I’m cured. I really do believe it’s a very sinister sickness. It’s like carrying a virus undetected deep in you. It permeates your body and mind. You can’t even tell it’s there and no doctor can find anything wrong with you. It’s so diabolical in its nature that men kill each other and themselves over it.
When I think back to all of my decisions, I realized that I made them, IN THE FEMININE MATRIX!
Thus they are flawed and were not in my best interest for the most part. I slaved away and clawed my way to excellence in my field for the wrong reasons. Sometimes 12 hour days for weeks on end. It was not for me or my best interests. It was to buy the affections of the woman I was married to. It’s really hard to admit that. But it was also a lesson in the dark side that gives me power now. Why? Because I use it for horsepower.
And because I said so.
A man may not think it’s about the acceptance and affections of a woman but it is. Just recall the times there was always a problem or something wasn’t right or she wanted something more? What did you do about it? You thought about ways to bring it about.
Are we really here to slave away so some woman can whine for more comfort when she has so much boredom sifting through her that she’s unserviceable as even a human being? The truth is, I made her that way. So did you.
Being mad at her for later running off and sucking other diks Is the wrong paradigm. You did it. You made her that way. She was only following protocol. Breed. You fell into the provider role all on your own. So did I. How much more shortsighted can a man be?
That’s why I want every last bit and piece of it out of me. Gone.
Show me a fat man or a lazy man in front of the TV day in and day out, mostly from apathy because nothing is turning out like he wanted it to be and I will show you a wife or LTR he’s attached to or even more sinister, a wife or LTR that he is hunting for and is falling into apathy and despair.
I kill $hit with a traditional bow and tactically continue my training. A man is a warrior and a killer. He’s just forgotten. I shoot combat pistol in USPSA and drill with my own M4 with weapons I built myself. You can’t run with the pack if you’re gonna piss like a pup.