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Knight of the Cymry
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Has anyone else here threw in the towel and just accepted defeat? I think I’ve finally reached that stage in my life. For years I’ve clung desperately on to what little hope I had left, and the belief that I’d get my life together and prove that I wasn’t incel at all and that I could escape this rut in my life, but after six years of adult life, I think I have finally begun to come to terms with the fact that it’s never going to improve or get better for me and that it’s time for me to make peace with the fact that my bloodline is finally at it‘s end.
Your genetics determine your life, it isn’t your fault that you weren’t born with top 10% tier genes. It’s just how it is. It’s nature. Most genes aren’t supposed to survive anyway. Only the best should be reproducing, naturally speaking. Sometimes I ponder how many times I might have reincarnated, and how many times I have failed to pass on my genetic material with each life that I have lived. For all I know, I could be 0-4 now, and never reproduced in every life I have lived. If that is so, then why do I keep coming back? What is the purpose of life if one cannot find a mate to reproduce with and complete that biological objective? I will never know the answer to these important questions.
With no reproductive opportunity in this society, I have checked out. I’m one of those young, prime age males who have left the workforce for good and will never return that has been talked about by boomers on Fox News. I have no reason to participate in the world and wider society, hell, I don’t want to participate in it anyway. It disgusts me, the degeneracy is rife. Better to be in your own company and away from that rats nest than to participate in it and be another disposable cog for Mr Goldberg and his international banking cartel. I’m at peace living on welfare and being a parasite on the Rothschilds, as well as having lots of free time to spend playing video games and doing things I want to do with the limited time I have on this earth. I don’t leave the house and suffer from severe anxiety and have autism so I can’t contribute anyway. I will never understand the mindset of those who toil and sweat for society each day of the week when they’re single and alone. You’re a wealthy man with absolutely no offspring to pass it on to. What’s the point?
Just some random thoughts from a man who has finally given up.
Your genetics determine your life, it isn’t your fault that you weren’t born with top 10% tier genes. It’s just how it is. It’s nature. Most genes aren’t supposed to survive anyway. Only the best should be reproducing, naturally speaking. Sometimes I ponder how many times I might have reincarnated, and how many times I have failed to pass on my genetic material with each life that I have lived. For all I know, I could be 0-4 now, and never reproduced in every life I have lived. If that is so, then why do I keep coming back? What is the purpose of life if one cannot find a mate to reproduce with and complete that biological objective? I will never know the answer to these important questions.
With no reproductive opportunity in this society, I have checked out. I’m one of those young, prime age males who have left the workforce for good and will never return that has been talked about by boomers on Fox News. I have no reason to participate in the world and wider society, hell, I don’t want to participate in it anyway. It disgusts me, the degeneracy is rife. Better to be in your own company and away from that rats nest than to participate in it and be another disposable cog for Mr Goldberg and his international banking cartel. I’m at peace living on welfare and being a parasite on the Rothschilds, as well as having lots of free time to spend playing video games and doing things I want to do with the limited time I have on this earth. I don’t leave the house and suffer from severe anxiety and have autism so I can’t contribute anyway. I will never understand the mindset of those who toil and sweat for society each day of the week when they’re single and alone. You’re a wealthy man with absolutely no offspring to pass it on to. What’s the point?
Just some random thoughts from a man who has finally given up.
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