Marlimus
Senior Don Juan
PRIDE, ARROGANCE AND EGO – THE PATH TO MISERY
Pride is insecurity masquerading as strength.
You convince yourself that you are the Prince by constant mental repetition, half-hearted attempts at self improvement, or what have you. You take the concept of self-respect to its ugly extreme and begin the feed the monster, Pride, which you think protects you from heartache and misery but is in sooth the very author of your malcontent. What you believe to be the portcullis guarding the castle of your self image is in fact the breach in the castle wall. You call the girl in question and ask for a date. She declines, or gives a lukewarm response. Your sense of pride is inflamed. You refuse to call for two weeks. This accomplishes nothing.
You see a female interest, and greet her. She is distracted, and does not greet you as warmly as you would of liked. Perhaps a woman you are attracted to cancels the day before a date you were looking forward to for some time; perhaps a woman whose number you have just obtained has been unavailable the last two times you tried to reach her. The demon rears its ugly head again. “I am the Prize!” you scream. “Next!”
Pride is ultimately triggered by oversensitivity to mostly trivial events, causing us to react in ways whereby we desperately seek to do something that feels powerful. You genuinely hurt a woman, your guilt compels you to make amends, common decency compels you to make amends, but you refuse to apologize because of “What Happens When You Apologize to a Woman”. There is a great difference between having something to be proud about, and Pride. I am proud of my accomplishments, rightly so, for they are the fruits of my labor, diligence and fortitude, and so I polish my trophies and laminate my certificates. But Pride is nothing more than the false protector of ego.
Arrogance is the inability to see outside of oneself.
It is no great wonder that woman are eventually repelled by truly arrogant men; any so preoccupied with self so as to worship themselves and revel in their own thoughts care nothing for others. Their only terms of reference are their own insecurities and issues. It is the arrogant man who thinks nothing of the opinion of others; it is the arrogant man who begins to believe that he is always right. When one begins to believe one is always right, one cannot be corrected, when one cannot be corrected one ceases to grow. The Path of the Don Juan and the principles here expressed at sosuave, when they are not tempered by the realization that we live in a society based on cooperation and compromise, can veer off into infinite self-interest and selfishness, the inability to care for others, and ultimately, loneliness. Remember, the greatest Alpha Male is the protector. There is nothing ‘AFC’ about caring. Be wary of arrogance. It will blind you to your fellow man and woman, and you will cease to understand the motives and trials of others because nothing registers that does not conform to your worldview, and your inflated opinion of self.
Ego is not self, ego is the ambition of self to be.
It is how we would prefer to see ourselves. The further removed self is from ego, id est, the greater the distance between who we really are and who we try to convince ourselves we are, the greater the need for the protection of our ego from the ‘slings and arrows’ of reality. We guard our ego with pride and arrogance, Brutus and Judas; they constantly betray us, yet still we retain them in our service. Your ego becomes so great that you keep a mathematical count of the number of times she has called you, and resolve to call her only once for two times she calls you. Your ego becomes so great that you measure the success of a date not in the natural joy that you derive from the woman’s company, but the statistics of kiss closes and fvck closes. Ah, but you are successful. Are you? You look back at your AFC days and shudder. When you met men who are where you were, you look down your nose in smug superiority, though you secretly wonder whether you are who you posture yourself to be.
Do not wait for retrospective contemplation. Look upon yourself now and shudder, for you have gone from the Average Frustrated Chump to…
…The Arrogant Proud Egotist.
Look out for my next post- The Path of the APE.
Pride is insecurity masquerading as strength.
You convince yourself that you are the Prince by constant mental repetition, half-hearted attempts at self improvement, or what have you. You take the concept of self-respect to its ugly extreme and begin the feed the monster, Pride, which you think protects you from heartache and misery but is in sooth the very author of your malcontent. What you believe to be the portcullis guarding the castle of your self image is in fact the breach in the castle wall. You call the girl in question and ask for a date. She declines, or gives a lukewarm response. Your sense of pride is inflamed. You refuse to call for two weeks. This accomplishes nothing.
You see a female interest, and greet her. She is distracted, and does not greet you as warmly as you would of liked. Perhaps a woman you are attracted to cancels the day before a date you were looking forward to for some time; perhaps a woman whose number you have just obtained has been unavailable the last two times you tried to reach her. The demon rears its ugly head again. “I am the Prize!” you scream. “Next!”
Pride is ultimately triggered by oversensitivity to mostly trivial events, causing us to react in ways whereby we desperately seek to do something that feels powerful. You genuinely hurt a woman, your guilt compels you to make amends, common decency compels you to make amends, but you refuse to apologize because of “What Happens When You Apologize to a Woman”. There is a great difference between having something to be proud about, and Pride. I am proud of my accomplishments, rightly so, for they are the fruits of my labor, diligence and fortitude, and so I polish my trophies and laminate my certificates. But Pride is nothing more than the false protector of ego.
Arrogance is the inability to see outside of oneself.
It is no great wonder that woman are eventually repelled by truly arrogant men; any so preoccupied with self so as to worship themselves and revel in their own thoughts care nothing for others. Their only terms of reference are their own insecurities and issues. It is the arrogant man who thinks nothing of the opinion of others; it is the arrogant man who begins to believe that he is always right. When one begins to believe one is always right, one cannot be corrected, when one cannot be corrected one ceases to grow. The Path of the Don Juan and the principles here expressed at sosuave, when they are not tempered by the realization that we live in a society based on cooperation and compromise, can veer off into infinite self-interest and selfishness, the inability to care for others, and ultimately, loneliness. Remember, the greatest Alpha Male is the protector. There is nothing ‘AFC’ about caring. Be wary of arrogance. It will blind you to your fellow man and woman, and you will cease to understand the motives and trials of others because nothing registers that does not conform to your worldview, and your inflated opinion of self.
Ego is not self, ego is the ambition of self to be.
It is how we would prefer to see ourselves. The further removed self is from ego, id est, the greater the distance between who we really are and who we try to convince ourselves we are, the greater the need for the protection of our ego from the ‘slings and arrows’ of reality. We guard our ego with pride and arrogance, Brutus and Judas; they constantly betray us, yet still we retain them in our service. Your ego becomes so great that you keep a mathematical count of the number of times she has called you, and resolve to call her only once for two times she calls you. Your ego becomes so great that you measure the success of a date not in the natural joy that you derive from the woman’s company, but the statistics of kiss closes and fvck closes. Ah, but you are successful. Are you? You look back at your AFC days and shudder. When you met men who are where you were, you look down your nose in smug superiority, though you secretly wonder whether you are who you posture yourself to be.
Do not wait for retrospective contemplation. Look upon yourself now and shudder, for you have gone from the Average Frustrated Chump to…
…The Arrogant Proud Egotist.
Look out for my next post- The Path of the APE.
