Was walking through a delapidated building with vagrants around. A lady approached me from the left and in a soft but firm feminine voice, asked me if I wanted to have a good time? I yelled out this blood curdling no!!!! at the top of my voice. Woke up my folks and I had to explain to my mom that I rejected a prostitute in my dreams. The prostitute, looked like a 5/6 chubby woman but there was something very off, strange and disturbing about her which made my skin crawl. I guess I rejected a prostitute then. Things must be looking up.
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What creeped me out was this entity, within that dream called me by my first name, with such a familiar tone of voice. It's more like something that does not fit into the picture, like an psychic intrusion, that had me feeling violated. You can tell when something is out of the ordinary within a dream. That aspect turns a dream into a nightmare.
To illustrate what I mean by "disturbing intrusions", the music video below might best describe it. Look at the lady in this video and how something appears to be playing with her mind until she becomes completely unhinged near the end:
To illustrate what I mean by "disturbing intrusions", the music video below might best describe it. Look at the lady in this video and how something appears to be playing with her mind until she becomes completely unhinged near the end:
Create self-fulfilling prophecies. Always assume the positive. Assume she likes you. Assume she wants to talk to you. Assume she wants to go out with you. When you think positive, positive things happen.
Quote taken from The SoSuave Guide to Women and Dating, which you can read for FREE.
The theory of what I believed happened is that my mother and I had a discussion where she talked me out of porn. I shared with my mother the logical "incel" arguments and she knocked down those arguments by simply saying that she heard from God and that I'll meet the right woman at the right time. Whatever entity that might be externally/internally influcing me to watch porn, knew it was losing control over me. It staged a spiritual attack while I was sleeping to get me off balance so I'd look at escort pics/porn again (which I did as I felt very distrubed after that attack that I didn't feel like going back to sleep again, but after I looked at the pics/fapped, then I fell back to sleep).
I believe as others have said, there is some bizarre obsession with escort pics/escorts as a whole and think there is a demonic entity behind it whose lustful nature is to influence and encourage these types of behaviours. If you go against it, then it starts playing these mind-games to put me back into wanting to watch porn. However, if that's the case, it's no longer a voluntary, but there is a nefarious spiritual agenda at play that's deeper than just merely not having an "outlet" and using that.
I believe as others have said, there is some bizarre obsession with escort pics/escorts as a whole and think there is a demonic entity behind it whose lustful nature is to influence and encourage these types of behaviours. If you go against it, then it starts playing these mind-games to put me back into wanting to watch porn. However, if that's the case, it's no longer a voluntary, but there is a nefarious spiritual agenda at play that's deeper than just merely not having an "outlet" and using that.
I have a Brazilian brothel operating next door to my house. Think I posted about it a few months ago, I have smashed 3 of the girls there. It's just too tempting. Am I ok or not well? A girl I've been seeing found out and made a fuss, easy come easy go.
Talk about which, there is this incall location, which has 20-22 year old Latin American women working there. I've seen pics of their operation. They have lockers with each of their names inside the apartment next to this green couch. (seen through pics through their ads).
It's near the train station and I went outside of it a couple of times when it was extremely cold and bad weather where my dad was unable to pick me up and I had to use an Uber. Both times I made sure I deliberately had less money in my wallet so I would not go inside. The Uber picked me up near there and drove me home. The door was open both times and I just looked at the door and building and took the Uber ride back home.
Know where many incall places are but have not visited any place. That is why I believe that I have a sound mind today that will stay sound and enjoy the small pleasures of life, be it a nice warm cup of coffee, a tea, cookies, waffles, nicely prepared warm food, soup, music, tv-shows, art, reading a good book, a good night's rest, etc..... When you lose these things you value them more and I don't believe any momentary pleasure from them is worth losing those for a period of time.
However, when taken in small doses (ie using OnlyFans as a medium of interaction), it doesn't bring down the whole system.
Scaramouche
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Hi Corrector,
Your Mum is right,stick at your job accumulate a little cash,time will pass and your circumstances improve....Do a little search on the net,then take a trip to the Philippines...I promise you will find a good Christian girl....Cold as Toronto is it still beats starving over there!
The job is not really paying enough money, relative to my other cost of living expenses, high credit card debt, etc.. in order to accumulate anything or where I can see a positive change in circumstances. It would need to be something more drastic then that, like making a number of Real-Estate deals or finding a higher-paying job. The issue has always been about money here. My past marriage ended up in divorce because there was no money available for us to even live together as a couple. Therefore that's not really an option unless way more money comes in. Remember, if I can't even properly provide for myself, how can I expect to provide for someone else, if we are even going there?
Never try to read a woman's mind. It is a scary place. Ignore her confusing signals and mixed messages. Assume she is interested in you and act accordingly.
Quote taken from The SoSuave Guide to Women and Dating, which you can read for FREE.
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I just can’t see how it is that you’re so jammed up the way you describe. Declare bankruptcy if things are as bad as you say they are. Make some room - you’re screwed anyway, start from scratch.
It is not an option if you have to find it and they hire you. Saying there might be something out there, in faith, is different then actually having an option. Unless you quit your job and hope you find a dream job someday while collecting welfare?
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The best time to look for a job is when you have one. If nothing else, you get the experience of being interviewed (it's a skill) and seeing how other companies work, which adds to your knowledge base.
The meek shall inherit NOTHING. Having all your self-improvement knowledge and not moving a pinky to self-realize is a mortal sin: SLOTH.
The meek shall inherit NOTHING. Having all your self-improvement knowledge and not moving a pinky to self-realize is a mortal sin: SLOTH.
Scaramouche
Master Don Juan
Hi Pierce,
Yes the Meek will inherit the Earth,but only after the strong are finished with it....But I think you are perhaps a bit harsh on our Brother....Getting up on a frosty morning to sell insurance over the phone to "lukewarm"contacts sounds one Hell of a Job,then to commute home in Arctic conditions to face looking after aged and infirm Parents takes conjolas.
Pierce Manhammer
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I agree, wholeheartedly. I, however, would doing him a disservice if I didn’t remind him periodically of what’s needed.
Extraordinary results require extraordinary effort, and I want to see him succeed.
You essentially upped your VALUE in her eyes by showing her that, if she wants you, she has to at times do things that you like to do. You are SOMETHING after all. You are NOT FREE. If she wants to hang with you, it's going to cost her something — time, effort, money.
Quote taken from The SoSuave Guide to Women and Dating, which you can read for FREE.
Scaramouche
Master Don Juan
Hi Corrector
Bible_Belt
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Given the history that I actually visited an escort on December 5, 2014 at 11:00 pm, named Bianca, who came from Brazil two months before I visited her, and had a nervous break-down onset (ie what I guess it would be scientifically called without getting into a religious discussion about spirits) the following morning on December 6, 2014, things like this is suspect. Sometime in December, 2014, during, I also had a dream where I saw the same face of Bianca, knock on my car door window, I pulled down the window, she asked me the same question, "would I like to have a good time?", and I freaked out and yelled. This same TYPE of dream happened before in December, 2014. This has happened again here, but I didn't actually visit an escort this time. Why would I get a dream like that then? It doesn't make any sense.Your dream sounds like a fear of intimacy. Maybe you're afraid of being loved.
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My father has complained about some traffic cameras along the route to the train station. He will now be picking me up at the parking lot next to this brothel I was talking about earlier. Neigher of my parents know about this brothel (ie early 20 year old Latin girls). This means I'll likely pass this place every work night late in the evening to get to my father's car next to it. Yesterday, I was tempted to take out some extra money from the ATM which was on the train station, next to the train, which was about to leave in 3 minutes but debated for a nano-second that it's probably better to get on the train then risk anything going funny with the ATM, missing this train, and waiting for another train 15 min later. In other words, something didn't feel right about it. Again, I took an Uber straight home from the station and didn't pass by that place last night since I missed that window of opportunity and actually felt like I missed out.
The name of this escort is Nicole and she has placed ads over the months. She is like charging $ 70-$200, but basic $ 70 to start. I always keep $ 40 and rarely put more money unless I have to. Her ads say things like "come fvck me daddy", and "you can call me your slvt while she is sucking my d***". There are other cute hot girls working there on the pics. We exchanged texts back in August where she asked when I was going to visit her but never followed through with it.
However, I just can't see myself ever going there. My mother just told me that she has a revelation from God that there is a woman that I'm destined to be with and this is not an area of life "beyond God, etc...", however, visiting this escort would definitely be a self-sabatoguing if there was a decent Christian woman to cross paths with at some point later in life. All this will accomplish is a potential mental-problem where I might end up going on sick-leave as well as undermine my chances of meeting a real woman.
The name of this escort is Nicole and she has placed ads over the months. She is like charging $ 70-$200, but basic $ 70 to start. I always keep $ 40 and rarely put more money unless I have to. Her ads say things like "come fvck me daddy", and "you can call me your slvt while she is sucking my d***". There are other cute hot girls working there on the pics. We exchanged texts back in August where she asked when I was going to visit her but never followed through with it.
However, I just can't see myself ever going there. My mother just told me that she has a revelation from God that there is a woman that I'm destined to be with and this is not an area of life "beyond God, etc...", however, visiting this escort would definitely be a self-sabatoguing if there was a decent Christian woman to cross paths with at some point later in life. All this will accomplish is a potential mental-problem where I might end up going on sick-leave as well as undermine my chances of meeting a real woman.
Now I'm getting it. The walking distance to my dad's car, the brothel is the left side of myself while walking to the parking lot. The hooker in the nightmare dream approached from the left side. It must be a veiled warning not to go into that place because I could get corrupted.
