All believe they are different, unique from all others; unique that for what worked in others; techniques, methods; will not work on them, for their thoughts, their behaviors operate on some different, unique, special system, for they are they and are not “everyone else.” When upon conception, when upon birth, we all start from a blank slate of narcissism; of the world revolving around us, around our needs, our desires. Time and maturity gradually illustrates to us that, akin to medieval astronomers and the universe, the world is cold hearted, revolving not around us, rather for us to revolve around life for us to achieve happiness, harmony with it. Yet narcissism of self-opinion lives strong throughout the ages. Except in rare times of brutal self-honesty, all believe in being better than most; smarter than most, more able than most, more civilized than most, better drivers than most. Self-evaluation is normally horribly inaccurate. Four out of five believe others are civilized, yet 98 of 100 believe they are civilized. Perhaps being eternally told when we are young has influence, but all incline to believe they are special from all others. Your life is not unique. When looking upon other’s lives, on any past generation, any past century; most assuredly, without question, there will be those whose life mirrors yours; their life at some point intersecting where you are now in life, with their past mirroring your past, with their future reflecting what likely is to come in your life absent you actively ensuring your future life takes another route.
There are those whom, upon hearing of traits, undesirable traits, say “I’m not like that,” which is no different from what others say. XYZ reasons are spewed out in defense, yet how can you truly know yourself? Do you know, are you familiar with the fundamental mechanisms why you respond to certain things the way you do; why you like certain things and don’t what you distaste; do you know your own psychology? You are so close to yourself, it is difficult objectively pointing the magnifying glass upon yourself. Dare saying, you are not aware, or mostly aware, why certain things do work on you, or even aware what are those things; your ego blurs your perception. The mind hates thinking it can be manipulated, being susceptible to “falling” for what others have fallen; that our reactions can be foreseen, that our perceptions can be adjusted.
To be sure, there are varieties of woman, varieties which produce different experiences. Woman whom is universally flirty and touchy-feely with men she happens upon, whom she radiates warmth, mixed signals, even when not the slightest interested; epitome of the attention wh0re, though all women are attention wh0res to some varying degree, craving male attention. Woman whom is damaged, the hot damsel in distress with a problematic life, the wounded bird gladly taking help from a rescuer who gives, who builds life, in payment of a relationship; fine until the fixing up stops and the previously wounded bird tries flying away, repaired. Woman whom places career above personal happiness, more concerned with moving up in a corporate world than building a family. Woman whom is androgynous, wholly lacking any femininity with plain face, butchered hair, overweight, dull clothing; cease to exist as female except by inheritance. Woman whom is highly sexual, deeply experienced, if not consumed by sexuality; with considerably lowered boundaries, shows unconcealed interest and easily sharing with her body, finding no shame in exposing it to others, even many others; is prone to ornamenting body with body modifications and alcoholism. Woman whom lives life of tranquility. Woman whom lives life of the party, of booze and mind alterations. Woman of brilliance. Woman of ill stupidity.
When upon only interacting with a few, those few seem highly different; their personalities, set of their behaviors, their quirks stand in stark contrast; upon interacting with many, traits and behaviors blur together. Beneath it superficialities, down to the very nuts-and-bolts rudiments of the gender, machinery behind human behavior, she is all the same. All men are the same. It is only in constructions of reality; what are the boundaries, the tendencies, expectations of human behavior, the coloring which shades perception; of the mindset; “Who am I?;” and of self-expressions there lies superficial difference. The variations of gender are different, but basic rudiments of who we are, as humans, is the same; all begin from the same blank slate of human nature. If individuals were truly such individualistic, principles of psychology would not exist, would not be applicable, would be mere child’s play, with equal value of astrology; yet psychology holds truth.
There exists no special woman. There is no single trait, nor set of traits, any woman can possibly have that no other within a reasonable vicinity does not have. True, no other will look the same nor sound the same nor have the same set of personality quirks, but where another woman lacks she gains by having her own equally endearing set of traits. When in youth, we falsely think we will never again meet anyone like her, that she was “it” as for meeting a quality woman, a falsehood causing great burn; another woman is met, suddenly previous worries evaporate. In time we realize those previously thought as “special” women weren’t so unique. Even after many, occasionally one will meet a woman standing with stark contrast from others, making one feel she is indeed special, unique; but it is not to be mistaken, the rudiments of her is no different from all others; she is not so special you must get her or else fail to experience true uniqueness. Treat her the same as you would with anyone else. If a woman can be found once, more can be found. A man of age who says to a woman “I’ve never met anyone like you,” is most assuredly lying.
Women are the same in their responses to certain stimuli. They universally respond to the uncertainties of challenge, the duality of being available yet inaccessible at the same time; signs of hope, signs of despair; which combined with desire and time is driving force behind infatuation. The age old tradition of hot & cold, hot & cold. Women desire the greatest what she can’t have, yet distaste the readily available. Competition, even perceived competition, creates feeding frenzy of interest. Compare going out in public alone, with going out in public in company of a woman, most especially an attractive woman. Women want what other women want. Women universally respond when it is perceived that she can get a particular man, but must put in some amount of work to get him. Woman, as with man, treasure most the fruits of labor, of the earned, not the given.
Women universally respond to mystery, the challenge of information, uncertainty of conquest. While women do not universally respond to men who give vague answers to questions, frustrating the woman, they do universally respond to agonizing over if the man she desires feels likewise, of if she has captured his heart, leaving her to ponder, even to obsession, “Does he like me?” Yet upon hearing answer before its right time, before becoming engulfed, will flee away. Most assured in ruining chances with a woman is revealing feelings before revealed feelings on the woman’s behalf.
Attraction of women is either feast or famine; where, most seemingly, either every woman wants you or where none want anything of you; attraction of women as a gender most seemingly is binary, either on or off. This phenomena is most commonly associated with when being in a relationship with a woman, that upon having a girlfriend is when women come out of the woodwork. However, this can occur positively independent of being in a relationship. Two factors seem to play role: physical appearance and mindset which in interactions is radiated through body language and outwardly behaviors; you exude to others what you are inside.
Women hate to be criticized. Criticize one woman, you throw daggers to all. Whereas when a man is criticized other men will stand back, assuming the man can perfectly well defend himself, whereas when a woman is criticized, a sisterhood of women will aid, even women who don’t personally know her. Any negative criticism by men of the female gender, no matter how accurately truthful, is almost without exception immediately denounced as sexist or misogynistic. “You can’t say that;” “Not all women are like that,” are most popular as first defense. One may find humorous how women will not say same for praise; no time upon saying women are good, will one hear from a woman “Not all women are like that.” The only time it is safe expressing true criticizing thoughts of woman is in the written word. Never talk to women on the subject of woman.
There is certain futility arguing with a woman. Why argue with someone who always believes they are right? Pin a woman against logic, nowhere to turn, she will lash out ad hominem against you. Irrelevant matter from your past will be summoned, thrown into the caldron for scrutiny; a wise man once wrote, a woman may forgive and forget, but she will never let you forget she forgave and forgot. A woman will always try to get in the last word; “Fine, but” and she will reiterate her last stance; whoever gets last word inherits bragging rights they were the one civil and fair enough to end the argument, that ending the conflict was their idea. There are only three possible endings to an argument; you cave in and agree you were wrong; if you persist, she proverbially throws her hands up in the air proclaiming “You’re impossible;” somehow she admits she was wrong. Admit being wrong when wrong, but be prepared for heat when you were right.
Finally, a smart man knows the "special" woman doesn't exist, yet simultaneously knows all women have potential to be special.
There are those whom, upon hearing of traits, undesirable traits, say “I’m not like that,” which is no different from what others say. XYZ reasons are spewed out in defense, yet how can you truly know yourself? Do you know, are you familiar with the fundamental mechanisms why you respond to certain things the way you do; why you like certain things and don’t what you distaste; do you know your own psychology? You are so close to yourself, it is difficult objectively pointing the magnifying glass upon yourself. Dare saying, you are not aware, or mostly aware, why certain things do work on you, or even aware what are those things; your ego blurs your perception. The mind hates thinking it can be manipulated, being susceptible to “falling” for what others have fallen; that our reactions can be foreseen, that our perceptions can be adjusted.
To be sure, there are varieties of woman, varieties which produce different experiences. Woman whom is universally flirty and touchy-feely with men she happens upon, whom she radiates warmth, mixed signals, even when not the slightest interested; epitome of the attention wh0re, though all women are attention wh0res to some varying degree, craving male attention. Woman whom is damaged, the hot damsel in distress with a problematic life, the wounded bird gladly taking help from a rescuer who gives, who builds life, in payment of a relationship; fine until the fixing up stops and the previously wounded bird tries flying away, repaired. Woman whom places career above personal happiness, more concerned with moving up in a corporate world than building a family. Woman whom is androgynous, wholly lacking any femininity with plain face, butchered hair, overweight, dull clothing; cease to exist as female except by inheritance. Woman whom is highly sexual, deeply experienced, if not consumed by sexuality; with considerably lowered boundaries, shows unconcealed interest and easily sharing with her body, finding no shame in exposing it to others, even many others; is prone to ornamenting body with body modifications and alcoholism. Woman whom lives life of tranquility. Woman whom lives life of the party, of booze and mind alterations. Woman of brilliance. Woman of ill stupidity.
When upon only interacting with a few, those few seem highly different; their personalities, set of their behaviors, their quirks stand in stark contrast; upon interacting with many, traits and behaviors blur together. Beneath it superficialities, down to the very nuts-and-bolts rudiments of the gender, machinery behind human behavior, she is all the same. All men are the same. It is only in constructions of reality; what are the boundaries, the tendencies, expectations of human behavior, the coloring which shades perception; of the mindset; “Who am I?;” and of self-expressions there lies superficial difference. The variations of gender are different, but basic rudiments of who we are, as humans, is the same; all begin from the same blank slate of human nature. If individuals were truly such individualistic, principles of psychology would not exist, would not be applicable, would be mere child’s play, with equal value of astrology; yet psychology holds truth.
There exists no special woman. There is no single trait, nor set of traits, any woman can possibly have that no other within a reasonable vicinity does not have. True, no other will look the same nor sound the same nor have the same set of personality quirks, but where another woman lacks she gains by having her own equally endearing set of traits. When in youth, we falsely think we will never again meet anyone like her, that she was “it” as for meeting a quality woman, a falsehood causing great burn; another woman is met, suddenly previous worries evaporate. In time we realize those previously thought as “special” women weren’t so unique. Even after many, occasionally one will meet a woman standing with stark contrast from others, making one feel she is indeed special, unique; but it is not to be mistaken, the rudiments of her is no different from all others; she is not so special you must get her or else fail to experience true uniqueness. Treat her the same as you would with anyone else. If a woman can be found once, more can be found. A man of age who says to a woman “I’ve never met anyone like you,” is most assuredly lying.
Women are the same in their responses to certain stimuli. They universally respond to the uncertainties of challenge, the duality of being available yet inaccessible at the same time; signs of hope, signs of despair; which combined with desire and time is driving force behind infatuation. The age old tradition of hot & cold, hot & cold. Women desire the greatest what she can’t have, yet distaste the readily available. Competition, even perceived competition, creates feeding frenzy of interest. Compare going out in public alone, with going out in public in company of a woman, most especially an attractive woman. Women want what other women want. Women universally respond when it is perceived that she can get a particular man, but must put in some amount of work to get him. Woman, as with man, treasure most the fruits of labor, of the earned, not the given.
Women universally respond to mystery, the challenge of information, uncertainty of conquest. While women do not universally respond to men who give vague answers to questions, frustrating the woman, they do universally respond to agonizing over if the man she desires feels likewise, of if she has captured his heart, leaving her to ponder, even to obsession, “Does he like me?” Yet upon hearing answer before its right time, before becoming engulfed, will flee away. Most assured in ruining chances with a woman is revealing feelings before revealed feelings on the woman’s behalf.
Attraction of women is either feast or famine; where, most seemingly, either every woman wants you or where none want anything of you; attraction of women as a gender most seemingly is binary, either on or off. This phenomena is most commonly associated with when being in a relationship with a woman, that upon having a girlfriend is when women come out of the woodwork. However, this can occur positively independent of being in a relationship. Two factors seem to play role: physical appearance and mindset which in interactions is radiated through body language and outwardly behaviors; you exude to others what you are inside.
Women hate to be criticized. Criticize one woman, you throw daggers to all. Whereas when a man is criticized other men will stand back, assuming the man can perfectly well defend himself, whereas when a woman is criticized, a sisterhood of women will aid, even women who don’t personally know her. Any negative criticism by men of the female gender, no matter how accurately truthful, is almost without exception immediately denounced as sexist or misogynistic. “You can’t say that;” “Not all women are like that,” are most popular as first defense. One may find humorous how women will not say same for praise; no time upon saying women are good, will one hear from a woman “Not all women are like that.” The only time it is safe expressing true criticizing thoughts of woman is in the written word. Never talk to women on the subject of woman.
There is certain futility arguing with a woman. Why argue with someone who always believes they are right? Pin a woman against logic, nowhere to turn, she will lash out ad hominem against you. Irrelevant matter from your past will be summoned, thrown into the caldron for scrutiny; a wise man once wrote, a woman may forgive and forget, but she will never let you forget she forgave and forgot. A woman will always try to get in the last word; “Fine, but” and she will reiterate her last stance; whoever gets last word inherits bragging rights they were the one civil and fair enough to end the argument, that ending the conflict was their idea. There are only three possible endings to an argument; you cave in and agree you were wrong; if you persist, she proverbially throws her hands up in the air proclaiming “You’re impossible;” somehow she admits she was wrong. Admit being wrong when wrong, but be prepared for heat when you were right.
Finally, a smart man knows the "special" woman doesn't exist, yet simultaneously knows all women have potential to be special.
