fail spectacularly. succeed quietly. lose everything. find yourself. be broken. become unbreakable. suffer alone. learn compassion. hate your weakness. forge your strength. get rejected. become selective. lose friends. find brothers. be poor. value everything. be rich. trust nothing. go hungry. appreciate bread. feast. remember famine. be betrayed. choose loyalty. betray yourself. find truth. hit bottom. discover foundation. lose faith. earn belief. be abandoned. become self-reliant. face death. learn to live. love wrongly. love rightly. be hated. understand yourself. fall from grace. climb with purpose. lose your mind. gain your soul. be misunderstood. stop explaining. fail as son. succeed as father. break promises. keep your word. be weak. become necessary. lose control. find discipline. be humiliated. develop humility. get your heart broken. learn to love without attachment. be the villain. become the hero. accept the paradox. the blessing was always the curse.
You, a man who has never experienced true female devotion and has no idea what it looks like, is mockingly asking a woman to explain to you what it looks like, and why you should “give up your precious freedom” to take on a responsibility like her?
The truth is this: if you’re just some regular guy there is truthfully actually no point. No woman worth a fuck is available to you because the average western woman like the average western man is a rather pathetic and lowly specimen. So keep playing video games, watching porn and minimising your costs as you slowly and unambitiously increase your savings.
Play it safe. You won’t get wrecked like those other chumps. You know better than them. Unlike them you grew up reading the red pill. You’re a superior knower. You’re into stoicism. Maybe you can read the odd book and work out, if your attention span permits the former and your testosterone allows the latter. You won’t become a father or have a meaningful legacy or know the true height of human beauty, but at least you can feel smug in the knowing that “you are free” and “didn’t get scammed like those married chumps who all get divorced anyway.”
The older you get, the lower energy you become and the shittier your health gets, the less smug and self-congratulating you’ll feel. But over the years and with enough repetition of your self-soothing narratives to yourself, you’ll be able to tell yourself you made the right choice and there was no other way. That even if there is something deeply beautiful and meaningful missing from your life, and in your most alone moments when you’re unable to distract yourself and overwhelm your conscious awareness with meaningless tasks and busywork, a silent tear drops from your eye and you don’t quite know why, because humans quite literally weren’t meant to live this way - as an atomless rootless blob living a curated but compartmentalised life that lacks any true human connection beyond your distant family and online mutuals you’ve never even met.
That’s right bro. You do you bro. You be one of the rats with the shiny coats who does not stress himself. Make Calhoun proud. Contribute to the collapsing birth rate. Show your ancestors you’re the boss of them because you’ve bet on your lineage’s annihilation, because you’ve found a way to make yourself feel clever and superior without truly risking yourself, because nobody appreciates you and everything is rigged anyway.
That’s right bro. Give in bro. Quit bro and tell yourself you’re a secret winner. Because you are. Because you never risked annihilation, you’re one of the clever ones. You’re smart! Nobody is going to hurt you because you won’t let them! *Ding, dong* Oh look, my doordash is here!
Those who cannot self-govern, must be governed, irrespective of whether those who can govern want the responsibility of doing it, or whether those who cannot self-govern want to be.
Romance for a man in practical terms is to take responsibility for regulating a woman's nervous system. Naturally, doing this increases the load on his. She leans on his strength. Doesn't sound glamorous when stated like that, but it is very much the case. She seeks containment.
@lookatmyopinion@Lovandfear I think he was ridiculously smart enough to know that. As you say and I agree, you can love again, but never in the same irrational-intense way.
Woudn't you say?
@Lovandfear Bro never grew up. Loving someone (genuinely) means the loss is real and therefore deeply painful. So you should become hyper aware of your standards and use risk management. You can always love again.
@SovereignIM In my case it is...
Easy enough to be grateful.
Hard enough to feel struggle.
Spectrally balanced enough for "meaning" to occur.
I do not dare taking it for granted.
I think if a man looks back and says "I had an easy life" it is a sad and tragic thing, for it means he was not properly tested and did not meet his potential. But if he can look back without self-pity or resentment in his heart, and say "I've had a hard life" - that is glorious.
@DearS_o_n Diet, sleep and training in check.
Income, savings/debt in check.
A plan to build a better future.
Realizing there is no escape, only acceptance of truth trough meditation/religion/philosophy.
Celebration of progress, enjoying the ride.
Women are the indulgence after all else.
@DearS_o_n I often do not feel comfortable in celebrating an arbitrary date. I could do it to please people close to me, celebrating my birthday just for them.
I do feel like the true celebration I owe to myself is trying to be thankful of every moment I exist in consciousness.