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Sometimes like tonight I get a bit nostalgic for the bluepill. I thought Cypher was a cuck in the first Matrix:
But life was so different when I was bluepilled. I believed all sorts of crazy things:
- Women were kinder and more gentle than men.
- The world would be better if women ran things.
- Women are less racist than men.
- Women are less superficial and more forgiving than men.
I thought getting a woman and being loved by women was the most important thing because they were such special things. It's insane in retrospect, but that's how I saw it. The pussy was on a pedestal so high it may as well have been Heaven.
But since I became blackpilled, I don't see any of it that way. I see women's flaws under their makeup. I see how petty they are. How flabby. How their looks fade after 20 years old in most cases. How desperate they are. How empty of hobbies or interests or drives. How opportunistic they are and quick to divorce when it suits them. The list goes on and on.
Suffice to say, the pussy is no longer on a pedestal. Most of the time, I don't even want a woman anymore. Honestly, it's not even a cope. I have zero interest in even trying. If I were offered to go on a date I would consider it a waste of 3-5 hours. I don't want kids. I don't want a wife. Even sex seems like a scam unless you're a giant dicked Chad and my sex drive is dropping with age. I can't even be bothered with hookers.
When you become blackpilled on women, so much of your purpose in life disappears. I don't even know what I'm supposed to be striving or working for anymore. What is my goal in life? What is the meaning of life?
At one time I would have said to find love, family, and children. And that still stings a bit to think. But mostly I just think that's a pretty lie. Then initially post blackpill, I thought the meaning of life was to looksmax to become sufficiently attractive to get sex and women. Now, I ask myself that question, and I've got nothing to answer it with.
I've heard it said thinking too much can be bad for you, and perhaps this is an example of that. Maybe we aren't meant to ask those questions because there are no good answers. But sometimes I can't help it.
What is the answer for you? What do you consider your primary goal, meaning, or purpose in life?
But life was so different when I was bluepilled. I believed all sorts of crazy things:
- Women were kinder and more gentle than men.
- The world would be better if women ran things.
- Women are less racist than men.
- Women are less superficial and more forgiving than men.
I thought getting a woman and being loved by women was the most important thing because they were such special things. It's insane in retrospect, but that's how I saw it. The pussy was on a pedestal so high it may as well have been Heaven.
But since I became blackpilled, I don't see any of it that way. I see women's flaws under their makeup. I see how petty they are. How flabby. How their looks fade after 20 years old in most cases. How desperate they are. How empty of hobbies or interests or drives. How opportunistic they are and quick to divorce when it suits them. The list goes on and on.
Suffice to say, the pussy is no longer on a pedestal. Most of the time, I don't even want a woman anymore. Honestly, it's not even a cope. I have zero interest in even trying. If I were offered to go on a date I would consider it a waste of 3-5 hours. I don't want kids. I don't want a wife. Even sex seems like a scam unless you're a giant dicked Chad and my sex drive is dropping with age. I can't even be bothered with hookers.
When you become blackpilled on women, so much of your purpose in life disappears. I don't even know what I'm supposed to be striving or working for anymore. What is my goal in life? What is the meaning of life?
At one time I would have said to find love, family, and children. And that still stings a bit to think. But mostly I just think that's a pretty lie. Then initially post blackpill, I thought the meaning of life was to looksmax to become sufficiently attractive to get sex and women. Now, I ask myself that question, and I've got nothing to answer it with.
I've heard it said thinking too much can be bad for you, and perhaps this is an example of that. Maybe we aren't meant to ask those questions because there are no good answers. But sometimes I can't help it.
What is the answer for you? What do you consider your primary goal, meaning, or purpose in life?
