Another Red Pill Epiphany

[Anonymous 12]

As I am sure most of you know even years after dropping the Red Pill and going officially MGTOW you still have moments of “Oh my God” at times. Things that you didn’t realize or think about at the time come back to you very clearly.

I was thinking a little about how I would be if I did meet a woman for a date. Not that I want to, it was more an introspective exercise. I started to think back to my Blue Pill days and I realized something very important.

As much as I thought I liked the woman I suddenly realized that it was never really her. It was ME.

I’ll explain. I would see a woman I liked, something about her appearance would trigger something within me. The girl next door look, the sexy vamp, the secretary look, whatever the case was. So I would pursue her and we would chat and it was a game. Often I would feel like the game was for nothing because we had nothing in common, but time invested I still was hoping for a prize.

Other times I would keep the fantasy in my head going. She is so perfect, she is so beautiful, I will look so good with her on my arm, I have never f~~~ed a woman who looked like her (bulls~~~ actually as I went to brothels often), whatever positives I thought, it was due to my own mind. My own fantasies and desires.

Even when she would start demonstrating bad traits I would hang in there, when I realized she was no good for me, I would hang in there. I was high on dopamine and chasing that fantasy. Ignoring the fact that often she wasn’t even tempting me with one to chase.

Basically I was building these women up into Goddess’ and some of them even told me they were not so perfect. They told me it was a lot of pressure. I ignored them as I was intent on my own bulls~~~ and Blue Pill. I was too involved in my fantasy to care.

So I guess the point is, seeing women as anything more than just fallible people is a huge mistake. Our teachings from birth almost tell us the opposite.

And it is better to avoid them altogether.

[SpiderHerderParticipant 3763]

Yes, the good ole pedestalization.

I’ve fallen for that one for decades, not anymore.

Glad you can see clearly too, man.

[Anonymous 54]

I find, if I think back to the old days,
Picture a farm.
A Man has his chores, a women has hers.

They both must work hard, to survive.

Do you see her on a pedastil now?

[SpiderHerderParticipant 3763]

Anonymous wrote:

I find, if I think back to the old days,
Picture a farm.
A Man has his chores, a women has hers.

They both must work hard, to survive.

Do you see her on a pedastil now?

But, that was pre-feminism era, right ? Each knew their place. Also, none shaved their legs… so more equality there hehe.

[Anonymous 54]

SpiderHerder wrote:

Old Sage wrote:

I find, if I think back to the old days,
Picture a farm.
A Man has his chores, a women has hers.

They both must work hard, to survive.

Do you see her on a pedastil now?

But, that was pre-feminism era, right ? Each knew their place. Also, none shaved their legs… so more equality there hehe.

Just think about the hairy legs!!!

[SpiderHerderParticipant 3763]

Anonymous wrote:

Just think about the hairy legs!!!

No thanks !

[Secret Agent MGTOWParticipant 22515]

This is an extended way of saying that the reality of a woman is never better/always much lesser than the fantasy of a woman we have built up in our mind.

And it also proves/confirms awalt because the reality of the nature of women is never better/always lesser than the fantasy of women men have been duped into thinking is real, in our minds.

Women want everything, but want responsibility and accountability for nothing.

[Anonymous 5]

It’s important that we acknowledge it’s our own projections that caused most of the problem.
It’s like looking up at the stars and seeing lions or goats or eagles.
Women are just a series of dots and we did all the joining.
I’d go even further and admit I used to imagine an ideal life with a woman based on the dots.

But with Red Pill knowledge we join the dots very differently indeed.
Every dot about them is designed to get attention from men and/or intimidate other women.

[Anonymous 12]

Secret Agent MGTOW wrote:

This is an extended way of saying that the reality of a woman is never better/always much lesser than the fantasy of a woman we have built up in our mind.

And it also proves/confirms awalt because the reality of the nature of women is never better/always lesser than the fantasy of women men have been duped into thinking is real, in our minds.

Anonymous wrote:

It’s important that we acknowledge it’s our own projections that caused most of the problem.
It’s like looking up at the stars and seeing lions or goats or eagles.
Women are just a series of dots and we did all the joining.
I’d go even further and admit I used to imagine an ideal life with a woman based on the dots.

But with Red Pill knowledge we join the dots very differently indeed.
Every dot about them is designed to get attention from men and/or intimidate other women.

Yes definitely. I would look at pin up girls etc and start to create persona’s around them. I would say it’s sad but I was looking for something which simply doesn’t exist. Like you say I joined a series of dots to come up with something that was never there.

Or, I projected my needs onto women who just couldn’t or didn’t want to meet them.

Long story short in the end it reduces everything down to a very basic level and that doesn’t interest me either. Let alone the huge risks involved.

[SpiderHerderParticipant 3763]

Better just to be content with yourself.

[Max PowerParticipant 2721]

Anonymous wrote:

As I am sure most of you know even years after dropping the Red Pill and going officially MGTOW you still have moments of “Oh my God” at times. Things that you didn’t realize or think about at the time come back to you very clearly.

I was thinking a little about how I would be if I did meet a woman for a date. Not that I want to, it was more an introspective exercise. I started to think back to my Blue Pill days and I realized something very important.

As much as I thought I liked the woman I suddenly realized that it was never really her. It was ME.

I’ll explain. I would see a woman I liked, something about her appearance would trigger something within me. The girl next door look, the sexy vamp, the secretary look, whatever the case was. So I would pursue her and we would chat and it was a game. Often I would feel like the game was for nothing because we had nothing in common, but time invested I still was hoping for a prize.

Other times I would keep the fantasy in my head going. She is so perfect, she is so beautiful, I will look so good with her on my arm, I have never f~~~ed a woman who looked like her (bulls~~~ actually as I went to brothels often), whatever positives I thought, it was due to my own mind. My own fantasies and desires.

Even when she would start demonstrating bad traits I would hang in there, when I realized she was no good for me, I would hang in there. I was high on dopamine and chasing that fantasy. Ignoring the fact that often she wasn’t even tempting me with one to chase.

Basically I was building these women up into Goddess’ and some of them even told me they were not so perfect. They told me it was a lot of pressure. I ignored them as I was intent on my own bulls~~~ and Blue Pill. I was too involved in my fantasy to care.

So I guess the point is, seeing women as anything more than just fallible people is a huge mistake. Our teachings from birth almost tell us the opposite.

And it is better to avoid them altogether.

This is a really good post. In blue pill delusion we can indeed easily create these fantasies; even during the act of sex with a hot woman I would often find myself trying to make something more of it in my mind than the mundane reality of what was actually happening.

The experience never lived up to the hype, and generally when it was over the devastating emptiness was palpable.

[Anonymous 5]

Max Power wrote:

This is a really good post. In blue pill delusion we can indeed easily create these fantasies; even during the act of sex with a hot woman I would often find myself trying to make something more of it in my mind than the mundane reality of what was actually happening.

It’s the Blue Pill delusion of love that made sex so exhilarating.
Without the delusion of love, sex with a woman is just a form of masturbation. I’ll acknowledge it’s a better form but it’s still extremely mechanical at best.
It’s not worth all the extra time, money and effort to get that slightly better climax which lasts a few seconds. That’s not even taking into consideration all the dangerous risks you’re exposed to before, during and after the sex act.
It doesn’t pass any type of objective risk/benefit analysis.
Many Blue Pill men are beginning to realize it’s not even worth it in a Blue Pill perspective.

[Modern Day WarriorParticipant 499]

This illustrates the difference between men and women: If a woman is attractive, that’s all she needs to bring to the table. She can be useless, stupid, rude, etc., but will still be viewed as valuable. Men, by contrast, are expected to be not only attractive, but strong, fit, hard-working, smart, courageous, confident, generous, handy, brave, and capable of providing any desired resources. You can work your ass off to develop those traits, yet we’re supposed to believe that she is the prize.

F~~~ that, gentlemen. YOU are the prize, to paraphrase John from MGTOW is Freedom. Being an attractive woman does not make a chick entitled to take over such a man’s life.

"One must put up barriers to keep oneself intact." - Neil Peart

[Anonymous 12]

Modern Day Warrior wrote:

This illustrates the difference between men and women: If a woman is attractive, that’s all she needs to bring to the table. She can be useless, stupid, rude, etc., but will still be viewed as valuable. Men, by contrast, are expected to be not only attractive, but strong, fit, hard-working, smart, courageous, confident, generous, handy, brave, and capable of providing any desired resources. You can work your ass off to develop those traits, yet we’re supposed to believe that she is the prize.

F~~~ that, gentlemen. YOU are the prize, to paraphrase John from MGTOW is Freedom. Being an attractive woman does not make a chick entitled to take over such a man’s life.

Very true. In Blue Pill mode the romance, the idea that the man is this vessel that just takes abuse and is cold and hard and seeks comfort in this beautiful woman. Because her beauty somehow has magical properties.

Women buy into that s~~~ as well, some women think their bodies are healing machines. Hence sympathy sex. She is giving him everything she has, her body, to make him feel better.

In Red Pill mode I doubt a woman would be able to impress me. I need more than just a pretty face and a nice body.

[Anonymous 38]

I posted something similar last month called Our own doing?

I believe most of the scrapes people get into are their own doing.

You’re right we were chasing a fantasy. No wonder it never worked out.

I’m half tempted to go on a date now just to see the difference in myself, and the woman.

[Anonymous 12]

Anonymous wrote:

I posted something similar last month called Our own doing?

I believe most of the scrapes people get into are their own doing.

You’re right we were chasing a fantasy. No wonder it never worked out.

I’m half tempted to go on a date now just to see the difference in myself, and the woman.

I just read it, I missed it when you first posted it. Yes we are on the same track. We place undue importance on these women and s~~~ happens.

In a way our only crime was being genuine and kind. Lesson leaned all the same.

I found exploring the Sugar Baby option to be quite enlightening. As I was the one expected to pay I was very fussy and would just sit back and let them make the conversation and see if they could enthrall or even entertain me.

They couldn’t. I found that women have no idea what to say to a man or how to engage him. So that is my Red Pill dating experiment.

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