I tell you all this, warn you actually, because I have been seeing, to a certain degree, men write things like, not all woman are like that, or there are still a few good ones out there. And to these things I say, where is the proof. You make the claim, I say back it up preferably with stats please. So then, am I saying there isn’t any chance that you can find a good lady to marry? Well, yes and no. Yes, you have a chance, because the odds are, there has to be. If, lets just say for argument sake, that half the world is made  up of woman, which would be billions, then odds are one flower is bound to be born. The question is who among you will pick her? And no, because I’m not naïve or blind enough to think I will be the one to find her. I’ve tried for many, many years, and I still can’t hit that lottery. No instead, all I see is people losing time and time again. People, who keep buying one more ticket in the hope of striking it big. The thing is though, the game has changed when you weren’t looking. Kind of like what happens when you go into a casino and play a slot machine that pays like crazy one week, then the next it won’t pay no matter how much money you pump into it.

Look at it this way guys. If someone came along and said, behind one of these doors, of which there are millions, there is a chance, only a chance though, you will find the woman of your dreams, but behind all of the others, there is death and dismemberment awaiting you in many forms, would you be willing to bet everything you are or have to take that chance. Because this is exactly what you are doing when you choose to marry. Really think about that. I tell you now,  marriage is dead, and hope right along with it. Understand that, and you will be well on your way to much richer, more fulfilling life.

Take my word for it or don’t. Either way, you won’t be seeing me in line buying another ticket, that’s for sure.

Joseph.

– Smart people are learning from other people mistakes
– Regular people – their own mistakes
– Stupid – never learn

Poems, songs, music and paintings …. hell I even still tear up at the Elizabethan Serenade.

It is a beautiful gift men have that has been weaponised and used against us.

Women and the state have successfully milked us dry through our weakness, stupidity and primal drive to love and be loved.

It’s in our dna and that’s why it’s a slow death ….. or learning curve.

We as men have to ‘undo’ ourselves …. learn to unlove for our own protection.

And that f~~~ing hurts …. big time. Some just can’t face that sort of hurt.

Experience and observations has proved the above fact. So, what does he do a couple of days later …..he skates down the road. He comes to me ripped to bits and bleeding everywhere….a real mess,  I knew what he’d done!

I’ll also warn him about marriage and living with a women……but he’ll do that one too! why ?

Because he, like millions of others, thinks he is “somehow” different and it will not happen to him!

The old saying “you can’t put an old head on young shoulders” is very true. Some real dumb asses get married over and over again….that’s what I call a masochist.

… lets just say for argument sake, that half the world is made  up of woman, which would be billions, then odds are one flower is bound to be born. The question is who among you will pick her?

As a result of random genetic mutation sometime during distant past history, if one near nawalt ever did walk the earth in some remote tribe of an undiscovered rain forest, she was scooped up by a local tribal fellow at fairly early age. Now only a mythical figure, a Unicorn spoken about in hushed tones as men sit around campfires sipping fine spirits and gaze up at Cassiopeia. That one flower you speak of, if it ever did randomly bloom years ago, was picked and is gone forever never to return. Among those billions today, the mutation will not happen again so we can search forever and find no more flowers or hidden nawalts … we have awalts.

Now men have the luxury of choice, but no one will tell them.   So men are slowly programmed to define their worth by acquiring a wife, children and then shuffle off to the plantation workforce until they die.   If you were told that there are 10 baskets here 9 of which will savage you emotionally or financially and one which has a jewel in it which will make you feel good sometimes, but you have to work till you die.

They don’t tell you that this is a choice. That there is a door to the right which leads to personal freedom.    Its our job as MGHOW to let men know they can look up.  There are more choices.

ask men why they get married and you’ll get all kinds of stupid answers (myself included).  Answers my friends gave include “She had been good to me and I thought she deserved it”, “I was lonely”, “I wanted kids so…”, “I couldn’t think of a reason not to”, “It’s just the next step.  It’s what you do”, “I got her pregnant”.

Those are the responses I kept hearing too! Not one of them said “because I love(d) her”…. or “because I wanted to”. Even consciously – when you ask them – they do it for HER, because it’s expected, or out of a sense of duty.

Very telling.

They have not for one second thought about the consequences for them if it all goes wrong.