A Perpetual State Of Emotional Unrest

Valeria Orsini; A hot Colombian girl, born & raised in the USA? Betas beware…

With the exception of my main meals, I’ve eased up on my dietary rules for the time being. Given that the holiday season is nearly upon us, realistically it’s as good a time as ever to relax the self imposed rules on diet & let the body rest a little. I’m still training & do in fact feel better than ever. Lighter on my feet, more explosive & full of energy. I’ve restructured my supplementation & it seems to have worked for the time being. Although possibly quite graphic, I’ve discovered the condition of your faeces & libido are generally good indicators of your overall health. While I’ve only once had an issue getting it up with a girl (strangely, her natural odour just totally put me off for some reason), finishing with girls was as little as within the last two weeks, an issue for me. They’re busting left, right & centre, while I try everything in the book to get off.

Thankfully that has stopped being a problem in the last week, where I’ve been like a loaded shotgun in the hands of a wild monkey, ready to blow over any & all contenders. I’d be lying if I didn’t say it’s been a lot of fun either; really getting back into sex. I’ve sometimes felt a little obligated after seducing a woman to give her a certain time period of faux commitment; a period where if it hasn’t been very good in the beginning that I give it a little chance. But nowadays I simply remain on good terms with them & let nature do it’s work. Any large breaks, such as the two weeks or so over the holiday period where I won’t see anyone, are a great opportunity to clear the decks & start afresh. I think deep down, a lot of these girls know what they’re getting themselves into & don’t question too much. They do their own thing & so do I. But my own thing involves a triumvirate of pillars supporting me in the event of them losing interest. The first being a wide selection of other available women, the second being a strong long term contender & the third being the work that goes into my personal aspirations & goals. Even if the most closely correlated of those two collapse (numerous female options & the strong long term contender), I still have the third. If all three collapse, I have a reserve option of getting the hell out of Dodge & simply reverting to a long held idea of migrating elsewhere & effectively resetting; an approach which has served old friends well.

It all comes down to being a multi-faceted person, general awareness & in the case of women, just playing them at their own game. Shit tests don’t bother me in the slightest. If while we converse over text, you’re stating how you’re looking for a ‘long term partner’ who ‘will accept me for what I am’, I know it’s just to feel out how gullible I am. No one with any level of intelligence is going to outright state that near thr beginning of initial conversations.

Knowing full well I don’t speak the local language, statements like ‘we are in X, we should speak Y’, I know are only again meant as a way of you seeing how much of a mug I am. One might think you’d be disappointed if I said I don’t speak Y, but I’m not going to go & learn an entire language for you. If I rebuke you, you’ll probably respect it deep down. But I’m nice, so I deflect your pointless statement with humour. But I feel my enthusiasm & the attraction drop, because it’s just utterly pointless for both of us.

When you mention to me we could ‘maybe’ meet in a month’s time, do you not think I know that means you’re fucking someone? And remember, I don’t take these things in isolation, because I’m not of the typical, attention deficient generation. I’m building up a whole picture of you, & all in all, your disinterested attitude tells me you’re jaded beyond belief, servicing your sexual needs with someone who you think is good, but ultimately just grinds away on you as though it’s an endurance exercise because one of every ten strokes hit your g-spot. And like most of your peers, if you sleep with me, suddenly a whole new universe opens up & you realise what being with a man who knows the brain is the biggest sexual organ is like.

But because you think I’m an idiot who has nothing to do with my life except chase girls around, you think I’ll play along. In reality, I’ve got a lot going on. If I wasn’t working on what I’m doing now, I’d be working on something else. I simply don’t care for your boring, small minded games, that are predominantly based upon a depreciating asset; your looks, because I’ve got better things & people to do, than you.

No matter how likes, messages, retweets or whatever the fuck else you get online, no matter what they say & however you try to coax them into it or delude yourself into believing it, they only want to fuck you & if you fuck them, it’s very unlikely to be as good as it is with me, or those few that share the path of self discovery & self improvement with me in this world. You sell yourself on a single premise, you receive what you advertise & nothing more. You’re used, discarded & never know the true joys of unfiltered intimacy in the form of love or sex & then become bitter. This bitterness underlies your every interaction & can be seen by the perceptive as soon as we go beyond the surface. It is a self fulfilling prophecy made of your own hand.

The facts are, that the majority of women I meet are, can be pleasant & decent people, aren’t very interesting. It’s almost as though they’ve been brainwashed into attempting to achieve something very difficult; to have someone love them & that this will solve everything in their lives.

But it’s the same story again, as I mentioned in my last post; an entire industry consumer industry is built around women who are in a perpetual state of emotional unrest. For every “it just happened” one night stand, for every “it’s complicated” but you want more fuckbuddy apparent conundrum, for every marriage & every broken heart, there’s a theme, a road to recovery & a fucking economy based around your buy in.

Do prominent feminists or any political ideologists follow the path of famous Youtubers or bands, & produce a range of merchandise for their followers? An entertainer provides a intangible & nowadays perhaps even free resource that brings something intangibly beneficial to people’s lives & so is entitled to provide an option for those same people to support him or her. It’s optional & while they will receive a profitable margin, it’s your choice. I don’t write this blog for money; if I intended to, I have chosen the wrong subject for a start & would have joined the trend of writing inflammatorily titled articles for Return Of Kings under my pseudonym to hive off the hits. But while I have great respect for what my friend Roosh V has done in raising awareness of men’s causes over these last years (truly a momentous & praiseworthy achievement, even if he stopped outright tomorrow), I don’t agree with the way that site went after he stopped personally administrating it. While his personal site is for me now publishing some of his best ever work, not submitting articles with titles such as ‘Why Your Girlfriend Is A Whore’ or ‘Ten Ways To Not Get Accused Of Rape’ worked against me. It’s improved a bit recently but frankly my opinion is articles like that are either sensationalized or considerably embellished for the prospective hits. Entertaining perhaps, but with a question mark over how much of that has been really lived, rather than created. I’d rather be honest, tell my story & let the reader see the evolution (or devolution, should you see it like that) of a real person, week to week, year to year. I do it firstly for myself, which should be the main reason why one does anything.

If any doctrine, manifesto, product, information or person is proposed or promoted to you, look at who, why & what their motivations are. Don’t see only the parts you want to see to satisfy your ego. Accept the full picture & live in the real world. You have the potential to take full advantage if you do.

~ Unjaded

Add your own words