I remember when I was around 3 years of age, my family spent the evening at some restaurant. After having finished the meal we walked outside. At 3 years of age I was already contemplating the nature of existence, forming the key concepts of what would eventually be corner stones of the black pill.
All of the sudden , I got swarmed by a pack of 3-4, young teen foids. Literary, surrounding me like a pack of wild hyenas... Incapable of controlling their wild animal urges...they sighed and gasped for air....while letting out various sounds, such as, "Awwwwww he's so cute.", " How old is he?" and other incomprehensible sounds that have their roots buried somewhere deep in the the dawn of time, with life forms long lost to the passage of time.
I remember thinking, what do these wild animals want with me, what could possibly be the reason for having the need to disturb me? Nonetheless I was fascinated by these long-legged creatures...the part that I found fascinating is that I had the power over these creatures, to put them into a "trance" like state just by the sheer power of my presence...
I remember, they took turns in pinching my checks, looking into my face and lifting me up and holding me. Hardly capable of controlling their excitement, they were drunk on pleasure...their eyes glittered, it seemed that all agency was temporary suspended...it was just me and them in this moment, the rest of the world grew silent or went into the background.
I wonder is this what being Chad is like..?
All of the sudden , I got swarmed by a pack of 3-4, young teen foids. Literary, surrounding me like a pack of wild hyenas... Incapable of controlling their wild animal urges...they sighed and gasped for air....while letting out various sounds, such as, "Awwwwww he's so cute.", " How old is he?" and other incomprehensible sounds that have their roots buried somewhere deep in the the dawn of time, with life forms long lost to the passage of time.
I remember thinking, what do these wild animals want with me, what could possibly be the reason for having the need to disturb me? Nonetheless I was fascinated by these long-legged creatures...the part that I found fascinating is that I had the power over these creatures, to put them into a "trance" like state just by the sheer power of my presence...
I remember, they took turns in pinching my checks, looking into my face and lifting me up and holding me. Hardly capable of controlling their excitement, they were drunk on pleasure...their eyes glittered, it seemed that all agency was temporary suspended...it was just me and them in this moment, the rest of the world grew silent or went into the background.
I wonder is this what being Chad is like..?
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