NorwegianDJ
Master Don Juan
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I'm a bit of a contrarian on this forum.
I usually just keep to my journal, which sticks out like a sore thumb in this sea of propaganda that you are all pouring back and forth into each others mouths on here.
I want to challenge your ideas of masculinity and femininity. What it can mean to be a man, and how this shift in perspective can actually radically alter your lived experience, romantic, and social life.
I'm gonna keep it fairly brief and incomplete. This would be a small book, should I write it out in detail.
Three years ago, I had an experience with unconditional love and loss. On her advice, I stood steadfast in the raging waters of grief that followed.
For months on end, I came to learn what it means in your body to process emotions. I cried for my whole life. It was a desperate and glorious time.
In the wake of everything that washed off me, a process - an undercurrent independent of "me" - unfolded. Who I am, has been shifting in real time ever since.
I moved to Copenhagen. I landed in the kingdom of a trans-queen of the queer underworld. She took me to therapy. Gave me ketamine and educated my receptive body to the workings of homophobia, colonialism, imperialism, and capitalism, to name a few. Among sweaty gay men and queer divas, I learned that I am, also, a dancer. We rested in love. I found that I could call on powerful energies that were beyond the world that I had grown up to believe in. For a moment in time, I fell in love with a man. I experience how the essence of me is neither male, nor female. I fall in love with an autistic artist. I slowly come to see the world through her eyes. Again, I fall to pieces. Today, I am in the opening acts of a securely attached polyamorous relationship with a beautiful sweetheart. I am surrounded by sweet friends, and life is alive and breathing.
This is all happening, because I work to unapologetically allow all parts of myself to shine through, authentically.
This is in contrast to what is peddled on this forum, where we tell each other a mantra of LooksMoneyStatus.
Being a man and living a life is suddenly reduced to getting hobbies, spinning plates, going to the gym, and earning money.
You know, the struggle doesn't end, right? You might as well make it enjoyable, because your glass house will break. Repeatedly.
Moreover, when you've finally "got it", you're just concerned with keeping it.
Not to mention that you're a misogynist at heart, your lived experience is one of domination, and you may never know of the elusive love that you're denying yourself.
That's a post for another time.
I am here to talk about Queerness.
Don't take my word for it. If you left your little boomer echo-bubble, you'd find that women are waking up to the new world and the new man.
Cringe, but I am using your language.
Allow me to talk some more about myself, to illustrate parts of what it is to be queer, and to elucidate how this is exceptionally attractive to women.
I wear dresses.
A lot of them. I purchase all my favourite clothes from women at flea markets. Male fashion is uninspired and square.
I wear make-up.
Sometimes, when I feel like it. I explore what it means to me. I get in the bathroom with female friends and we dress up and get ready together. It's wonderful fun.
I act feminine.
It's not an act. I've come to find that there are powerful feminine energies within me that are integrating. Part of integration is exploration and play. Exploration and play require safe spaces.
I am emotionally connected.
I find space within myself to hold anything that comes up. Is there anything that is more beautifully human than to be in perfect resonance with your environment? I have hard conversations. I wear myself on my sleeve. I strive to be a safe space.
I am becoming an expert at the language of consent and boundaries.
I wield it to ask for what I want, to be clear about what I don't want, and to discover myself and the other persons in the process.
I am relinquishing my need to be the masculine, forward-moving energy.
Because if you attune to your body and the moment, you can feel what is the next right thing. And blindly occupying that energy denies your own and other people's humanity and sovereignty. It's an attunement, not a rule. To find the alternative, you must wade in the dark for a while.
These are some of the things that make up me. These are some of the things that are embodied in being queer.
Let me relate a little about what it is that makes these qualities extremely attractive.
As you can imagine, I attract a lot of attention.
Wearing dresses and make-up is peacocking on steroids.
Sure, you can flaunt your money, but does your car unequivocally scream: "We live in the same world. I am educated on and experience the nuances of your female existence in a misogynistic and patriarchal world. I am safe, interesting, confident, and you can trust me."
I'm just saying.
My freedom of expression, emotionality, and mastery of communication, are among my hottest qualities.
I get this unsolicited feedback all the time. All the time.
"There's nothing hotter than a man that walks into a room like he belongs". That's what you do, I am told.
And I do this in thigh-high socks, stockings, and a mini-skirt.
You should see my butt. You think biceps are where it's at? Try having a firm and bouncy butt.
Women and most people, feel safe around me.
My energy is spacious. I try not to play games. I allow ugly parts of myself to rise to the surface. I communicate openly and intensely.
I ask for consent and I express my desires. I don't demand, and I push and I pull lightly.
This ability to co-exist, vibe, and unfold together, is the cradle of all forms of relationship.
I could write more. About how I think one can tread on this path (connect to the world around you), why the mantra that is repeated here is faulty at the core (you will never find happiness ++), and what lies beyond the world that you conceive of (all of existence is alchemized within you; you are powerful beyond what you can imagine, but you're stuck grasping at small powers).
For now, let me stir up the waters. Let's have a discussion. We could use some fresh air in here, no matter how abrasive. Y'all love throwing shade without reason, so let's see whatcha got. I'd love to hear about - especially if you're religious about this forum - how your lifestyle is working out for you. I'd love to know, but beyond the usual categories that we apply here. How's your happiness? How do you feel within your skin? Do you feel connection and belonging and happiness and satisfaction and peace and joy? Are you a part of a larger community that nourishes you? Do you give back? What does your world look like, beyond domination of self and women and other men?
That's a bit of a tangent.
Primarily, I'd love a discussion on queerness. I want to evoke all of your homophobia and curiosity. How do you feel about your own emotions? Should everything be logical? How's that working for you? Are all women the same? If so, why are you so keenly interested in them? Should you always push boundaries and be sexual, or is there a possibility that you're playing yourself short? Why is femininity as unattractive as you claim? What is there to your version of femininity, beyond submission?
I am speaking from thirteen years of experience on this forum.
I've been here a while. Some of you I know, some of you may even remember this little a55hole kid posting about his workouts and conquest way back when.
I want to hear from you. What's up? How are you doing?
With love,
NDJ.
I usually just keep to my journal, which sticks out like a sore thumb in this sea of propaganda that you are all pouring back and forth into each others mouths on here.
I want to challenge your ideas of masculinity and femininity. What it can mean to be a man, and how this shift in perspective can actually radically alter your lived experience, romantic, and social life.
I'm gonna keep it fairly brief and incomplete. This would be a small book, should I write it out in detail.
Three years ago, I had an experience with unconditional love and loss. On her advice, I stood steadfast in the raging waters of grief that followed.
For months on end, I came to learn what it means in your body to process emotions. I cried for my whole life. It was a desperate and glorious time.
In the wake of everything that washed off me, a process - an undercurrent independent of "me" - unfolded. Who I am, has been shifting in real time ever since.
I moved to Copenhagen. I landed in the kingdom of a trans-queen of the queer underworld. She took me to therapy. Gave me ketamine and educated my receptive body to the workings of homophobia, colonialism, imperialism, and capitalism, to name a few. Among sweaty gay men and queer divas, I learned that I am, also, a dancer. We rested in love. I found that I could call on powerful energies that were beyond the world that I had grown up to believe in. For a moment in time, I fell in love with a man. I experience how the essence of me is neither male, nor female. I fall in love with an autistic artist. I slowly come to see the world through her eyes. Again, I fall to pieces. Today, I am in the opening acts of a securely attached polyamorous relationship with a beautiful sweetheart. I am surrounded by sweet friends, and life is alive and breathing.
This is all happening, because I work to unapologetically allow all parts of myself to shine through, authentically.
This is in contrast to what is peddled on this forum, where we tell each other a mantra of LooksMoneyStatus.
Being a man and living a life is suddenly reduced to getting hobbies, spinning plates, going to the gym, and earning money.
You know, the struggle doesn't end, right? You might as well make it enjoyable, because your glass house will break. Repeatedly.
Moreover, when you've finally "got it", you're just concerned with keeping it.
Not to mention that you're a misogynist at heart, your lived experience is one of domination, and you may never know of the elusive love that you're denying yourself.
That's a post for another time.
I am here to talk about Queerness.
Don't take my word for it. If you left your little boomer echo-bubble, you'd find that women are waking up to the new world and the new man.
Cringe, but I am using your language.
Allow me to talk some more about myself, to illustrate parts of what it is to be queer, and to elucidate how this is exceptionally attractive to women.
I wear dresses.
A lot of them. I purchase all my favourite clothes from women at flea markets. Male fashion is uninspired and square.
I wear make-up.
Sometimes, when I feel like it. I explore what it means to me. I get in the bathroom with female friends and we dress up and get ready together. It's wonderful fun.
I act feminine.
It's not an act. I've come to find that there are powerful feminine energies within me that are integrating. Part of integration is exploration and play. Exploration and play require safe spaces.
I am emotionally connected.
I find space within myself to hold anything that comes up. Is there anything that is more beautifully human than to be in perfect resonance with your environment? I have hard conversations. I wear myself on my sleeve. I strive to be a safe space.
I am becoming an expert at the language of consent and boundaries.
I wield it to ask for what I want, to be clear about what I don't want, and to discover myself and the other persons in the process.
I am relinquishing my need to be the masculine, forward-moving energy.
Because if you attune to your body and the moment, you can feel what is the next right thing. And blindly occupying that energy denies your own and other people's humanity and sovereignty. It's an attunement, not a rule. To find the alternative, you must wade in the dark for a while.
These are some of the things that make up me. These are some of the things that are embodied in being queer.
Let me relate a little about what it is that makes these qualities extremely attractive.
As you can imagine, I attract a lot of attention.
Wearing dresses and make-up is peacocking on steroids.
Sure, you can flaunt your money, but does your car unequivocally scream: "We live in the same world. I am educated on and experience the nuances of your female existence in a misogynistic and patriarchal world. I am safe, interesting, confident, and you can trust me."
I'm just saying.
My freedom of expression, emotionality, and mastery of communication, are among my hottest qualities.
I get this unsolicited feedback all the time. All the time.
"There's nothing hotter than a man that walks into a room like he belongs". That's what you do, I am told.
And I do this in thigh-high socks, stockings, and a mini-skirt.
You should see my butt. You think biceps are where it's at? Try having a firm and bouncy butt.
Women and most people, feel safe around me.
My energy is spacious. I try not to play games. I allow ugly parts of myself to rise to the surface. I communicate openly and intensely.
I ask for consent and I express my desires. I don't demand, and I push and I pull lightly.
This ability to co-exist, vibe, and unfold together, is the cradle of all forms of relationship.
I could write more. About how I think one can tread on this path (connect to the world around you), why the mantra that is repeated here is faulty at the core (you will never find happiness ++), and what lies beyond the world that you conceive of (all of existence is alchemized within you; you are powerful beyond what you can imagine, but you're stuck grasping at small powers).
For now, let me stir up the waters. Let's have a discussion. We could use some fresh air in here, no matter how abrasive. Y'all love throwing shade without reason, so let's see whatcha got. I'd love to hear about - especially if you're religious about this forum - how your lifestyle is working out for you. I'd love to know, but beyond the usual categories that we apply here. How's your happiness? How do you feel within your skin? Do you feel connection and belonging and happiness and satisfaction and peace and joy? Are you a part of a larger community that nourishes you? Do you give back? What does your world look like, beyond domination of self and women and other men?
That's a bit of a tangent.
Primarily, I'd love a discussion on queerness. I want to evoke all of your homophobia and curiosity. How do you feel about your own emotions? Should everything be logical? How's that working for you? Are all women the same? If so, why are you so keenly interested in them? Should you always push boundaries and be sexual, or is there a possibility that you're playing yourself short? Why is femininity as unattractive as you claim? What is there to your version of femininity, beyond submission?
I am speaking from thirteen years of experience on this forum.
I've been here a while. Some of you I know, some of you may even remember this little a55hole kid posting about his workouts and conquest way back when.
I want to hear from you. What's up? How are you doing?
With love,
NDJ.
