Commiting such crimes in today's world is harder than it was in any times in history. It takes a lot of guts and bad will to engage in such carnal activities. I'm too pathetic for that.
Incel trait: you are too pathetic to become serial killer/rapist.
You haven't discovered your shadow. You are perfectly capable of killing any woman. Question is why would you want to enact on it? To make you feel manly and adequate?
truecel trait: you have foidlike wrists anyway
How does one discover his shadow? What are the benefits of shadow work?
Only for some though. If you are a millionaire or famous you can get away with a lot.
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There’s a bettER option
I am not planning to do that. It would be good to project strenght on women instead of shyness and weakness.
You project what you are. What use is to be faking?
Yeah, I also heard at work some men making fun of my small hands. But according to soytherapy you aren't judged on looks, "it's all in your head"
.To prove manliness. Of course, according to soyciety manliness can be proven by volunteering and other soy activity. How is that manly if even small children and old ladies csn do the same?
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But this feeling soon gave place to irritation. And then came, as if to my final and irrevocable overthrow, the spirit of PERVERSENESS. Of this spirit philosophy takes no account. Yet I am not more sure that my soul lives, than I am that perverseness is one of the primitive impulses of the human heart -- one of the indivisible primary faculties, or sentiments, which give direction to the character of Man. Who has not, a hundred times, found himself committing a vile or a silly action, for no other reason than because he knows he should not? Have we not a perpetual inclination, in the teeth of our best judgment, to violate that which is Law, merely because we understand it to be such? This spirit of perverseness, I say, came to my final overthrow. It was this unfathomable longing of the soul to vex itself -- to offer violence to its own nature -- to do wrong for the wrong's sake only -- that urged me to continue and finally to consummate the injury I had inflicted upon the unoffending brute. One morning, in cool blood, I slipped a noose about its neck and hung it to the limb of a tree; -- hung it with the tears streaming from my eyes, and with the bitterest remorse at my heart; -- hung it because I knew that it had loved me, and because I felt it had given me no reason of offence; -- hung it because I knew that in so doing I was committing a sin -- a deadly sin that would so jeopardize my immortal soul as to place it -- if such a thing were possible -- even beyond the reach of the infinite mercy of the Most Merciful and Most Terrible God.
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I'm convinced you have to be low inhib and not a man/frame/wristlet to actually rape a femoid, ironically meaning that even the truest of truecels don't have this option should it be legal
Im a lanklet with small wrists and can easilly overpower your average woman.
That's why I described the truest of truecels
fucking basedBut this feeling soon gave place to irritation. And then came, as if to my final and irrevocable overthrow, the spirit of PERVERSENESS. Of this spirit philosophy takes no account. Yet I am not more sure that my soul lives, than I am that perverseness is one of the primitive impulses of the human heart -- one of the indivisible primary faculties, or sentiments, which give direction to the character of Man. Who has not, a hundred times, found himself committing a vile or a silly action, for no other reason than because he knows he should not? Have we not a perpetual inclination, in the teeth of our best judgment, to violate that which is Law, merely because we understand it to be such? This spirit of perverseness, I say, came to my final overthrow. It was this unfathomable longing of the soul to vex itself -- to offer violence to its own nature -- to do wrong for the wrong's sake only -- that urged me to continue and finally to consummate the injury I had inflicted upon the unoffending brute. One morning, in cool blood, I slipped a noose about its neck and hung it to the limb of a tree; -- hung it with the tears streaming from my eyes, and with the bitterest remorse at my heart; -- hung it because I knew that it had loved me, and because I felt it had given me no reason of offence; -- hung it because I knew that in so doing I was committing a sin -- a deadly sin that would so jeopardize my immortal soul as to place it -- if such a thing were possible -- even beyond the reach of the infinite mercy of the Most Merciful and Most Terrible God.
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