"When thy brocel declareth it's over, truly I tell you: It never began"
"Nothing ever happens"
"So hope leads many to despair. They run on a treadmill that goes nowhere"
"The wise ones who understand the truth stop socializing. They focus on copes"
"They tell you, Just be yourself, have confidence, and all things will come, yet they do not see the game that is played beneath the surface."
"For although they knew the Blackpill, they neither accepted it nor adapted to it, but their thinking became futile and their hearts were darkened with hypocrisy. They worshiped the Bluepill and its lies and wept when reality denied them their imagined due."
"She declares with soft tongue, 'I seek a gentle heart and a noble spirit.' Yet her feet hasten to the dens of the strong and the cruel Chad; her embrace is for the hand that conquers, not the hand that comforts. Deception is upon her lips; the truth is written in her choosing."
"The righteous ugly man toils in vain; his works are unseen. The handsome fool is exalted; the vain man is praised at the gate. Beauty opens the door no key of virtue may unlock. The heart of the world is blind to merit, but ever awake to visage and power."
"Nothing ever happens"
"So hope leads many to despair. They run on a treadmill that goes nowhere"
"The wise ones who understand the truth stop socializing. They focus on copes"
"They tell you, Just be yourself, have confidence, and all things will come, yet they do not see the game that is played beneath the surface."
"For although they knew the Blackpill, they neither accepted it nor adapted to it, but their thinking became futile and their hearts were darkened with hypocrisy. They worshiped the Bluepill and its lies and wept when reality denied them their imagined due."
"She declares with soft tongue, 'I seek a gentle heart and a noble spirit.' Yet her feet hasten to the dens of the strong and the cruel Chad; her embrace is for the hand that conquers, not the hand that comforts. Deception is upon her lips; the truth is written in her choosing."
"The righteous ugly man toils in vain; his works are unseen. The handsome fool is exalted; the vain man is praised at the gate. Beauty opens the door no key of virtue may unlock. The heart of the world is blind to merit, but ever awake to visage and power."
