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Remember, BELIEVING in ALL the Societal Programming/Blue Pill Bullsh)t?
It seems RIDICULOUS TODAY…
Remember, BELIEVING that She would ALWAYS have your back and be there for YOU?
Talk about CRAZY beliefs….
Remember, that you thought Forever actually meant Forever?
Now, you KNOW that Forever is a very temporary state.
Remember, thinking that you couldn’t/didn’t want to live without her?
Now, you are either happy that she’s gone, or can’t stand her if she’s ever in your presence.
What do you Remember????
In a World of Justin Beibers Be a Johnny Cash
I remember being immature and idiotic. It comes back to me occasionally like episodes. This site provides an anchor.
#icethemout; Remember Thomas Ball. He died for your children.
Waking up at 6am, feeling my c~~~ getting sucked and believing that she really never swallowed for other guys. I was just that special.
Believing that we were a team on some level while ignoring that the entire game had to be paid for and financed by myself and that someday she would reciprocate.
Remembering now that every word out of her mouth was a lie and a means to further use and manipulate.
And realizing that ‘I love you. . . . .’ actually meant that I was just her current, preferred wallet and source of orgasms at that point in time but my position and status would change when a better option became available.
Then she was gone.
And my crash was immenent.
Only now, rising up from the ashes, becoming one with my true purpose in life and embracing my spiritual evolution.
Living amidst the lie and the charade was comfortable. And the flawed reward center of my brain craved the chemical c~~~tail of oxytocin and dopamine.
However. . .
I now walk the Earth, having merged and become one with a painful truth.
Much like a catipillar that previously existed, safely and oblivious to the truth, wrapped up in a coccoon: As my evolution reached it’s final stage and all that I had known was revealed to be a lie, I initially tried to stay inside the cocoon as it was all I had ever know.
The truth was painful and what lay outside was unknown.
Until I broke free, realizing that I had wings and flew away.
From blue pill catipillar to red pill transformation:
I became a butterfly.
🦋 Sky-0 🦋
Yes I do the social programming , you had to have someone …. madness
All organisms must fall in order to evolve. I just read an article that a house fly who gets swatted, breaks a leg will feel the pain of that broken leg well after it has healed. In fact the fly will never be the same ever again. The fly will act cautiously and step timidly the rest of his life and a dull ache will consume the leg to remind the fly of his mortality. However, the fly actually becomes a more successful gatherer of resources because he more or less plans out routes of escape beforehand and ends up living longer than others who haven never experienced any sort of injury.
Much like the fly, it is only when we fail and are shattered amongst the pavement that we adapt, rebuild and become stronger than we were ever before.
The fly will act cautiously and step timidly the rest of his life and a dull ache will consume the leg to remind the fly of his mortality. However, the fly actually becomes a more successful gatherer of resources because he more or less plans out routes of escape beforehand and ends up living longer than others who haven never experienced any sort of injury.
I was swatted early in my delusional blue pill journey.
Swatted numerous times.
I healed and recovered while still young but could not escape my biological urges and needs.
But I remembered being swatted.
So at the age of 27 years old, without already having any children:
I got a vasectomy.
And although I was still vulnerable to women in terms of sexual needs – I knew at that moment in time that they could lie, decieve, manipulate, committed infidelity and attempt to mind-fck me along the way, but I would never get trapped by a pregnancy or financially extorted for 18 years for a kid that I did not want.
And then at that moment in time, the real fun began as
Operation: Imminent Hole Smash began.
The key to my blue pill success at the time was simple.
Never tell them that I had a vasectomy.
It’s a unique form of taking power back while still getting sexual needs met during blue pill years.
It is empowering to go through life with lowered expectations, where everyone else is getting upset about minor problems that you already expected.
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