Hi, brocels!
In the calm of the night, with a little music and in the face of the imminent nocturnal summer heat, I wanted to reflect with you a little with you, not as much as as a knowledge that becomes new, but as a deeper twist to what we are used to.
1. About the pain of the blackpill.
The first time I discovered the blackpill, after having discovered the redpill, one enters into an existential crisis because all the models once taught seemed to fall apart. The culture of effort, showing the best of ourselves as human beings capable of showing a life project to a woman was broken because, at the end of the day, all our value seemed to be determined by our facial structure, by our height, by the size of our penis, for so many factors that blackpill treats. The realization that the blackpill was the unequivocal sign that our value before women only remains in the hands of variables that we cannot control, that ultimately, everything we believed was false. Our desire to be better people, to give, to show love and affection, sacrifice and dedication for a woman will not work when you are at the bottom of the deepest disgust and animosity of women against us, because it turns out that we are worth what we appear to them.
Over time, this pain turned into indifference. An indifference that anesthetizes that internal pain of feeling "triggered" when a woman talks about something she doesn't like. And perhaps, in my realization, the "dickpill" turned out to be one of the more intense pills, especially because two feelings that go hand in hand come together: sex as one of the most intense experiences of the human being, and then, the feeling of compassion or misfortune for not being enough, for being useless, for being able to be replaced. Isn't this a punishment from our conscious mind? In nature, the male is replaceable by another male that prevails in games of intrasexual competition, from antlers battles to battles between wolves for access to breeding.
All this does not allow you to conclude another matter than to assimilate that the blackpill is still a wishlist for women, that they can choose, and they can put other men to compete for their benefit. And it's a mind trap it's a mental trap, the pinnacle of braincucking, or better yet, of the most exacerbated compassion: the man beyond suffering for not being suitable for natural selection, suffers because he cannot satisfy the most compelling sexual and reproductive desires in women. And while they suffer for not having Chad, a Chad who is both a sexual marvel and a pneumatic machine of the finest engineering, we suffer because not even the woman whose looks and abilities we often accept she rejects us because she seeks more, a reproductive desire of minorities.
Is not this our true slavery and our reason for suffering? We are slaves to the most powerful feminine desires, desires that we cannot satisfy. Isn't this essentially the blackpill?
2. The desire for ascending.
Faced with the realization of LTN and many boderline brocels, the active desire to satisfy female sexual desires arises with the awakening of the blackpill. And every self-respecting step in this regard revolves around "looksmaxxing", accompanied by other "maxxing" to complement the trident LMS (looks, money and status): facial operations, skin whitening, hair transplants, skincare, moneymaxx, studymaxx..., an expensive task due to our desire, perhaps biological, to be slaves of perpetual feminine satisfaction: fool the senses to be considered "fit". And in this, many years of life, youth, an enormous amount of money, inhuman efforts that many do not know if it will bring them any results, because if it is given to them, they always possessed the potential to be normies or HTN and if not, it is that they really were always incels, insurmountably.
3. The forge of a betabuxx.
In this supposed ascending towards "normdom" and understanding the above, what are these ascended men looking to find? Free sex? Getting into a relationship? Get married and have children?
Some brocel will tell me that improving looks always makes society treat us better and that perhaps in this way we can climb the social pyramid, but deep down, this pyramid where capital is central, always essential, not to conquer women, but to demonstrate power, has not ceased to be purchasing power.
What will an ascended man do? Will you travel around spending thousands of dollars to have sex with genetic parasites like noodlewhores? Will you seek to have continuous sex? Was our inceldom about free sex as a central part of our pain? But the truth is that no, deep down, the desire to bring offspring and to share our life with someone becomes the central key to our pain in our inceldom. And everything happens, for this "ascended man" who acquires the mentality of a normie, in standing firm in his "BRAINCUCKOLDRY": ultimately, wanting to be enslaved and be the object of a woman's economic and sexual profit, while the reward is only a dropper dosed hole, a "supposed love" that is maintained by the foids based on how much money this promoted man can amass, who gladly spent thousands of dollars to hopefully belong to the "normie" category and access his own slavery.
And this is the benefit, brocels? Is this the benefit you are looking for? To be normies? Normies who are constantly cucked, who are divorceraped, to those who are taken the custody of their children, who are the laughing stock of foids, chads and incels alike because your wife fantasizes about an 8 inch penis while living in a fantastic house, has beautiful children and her husband has treated her like the obliging slave that he is? How curious it is to see how the incel failed from birth and the normie is destined to fail! And yet many of you, again, dream of becoming this ascended version; live in a lie, go back to the bluepill and think that the evil and manipulative nature of the foids will change because after years of looksmaxxing-moneymaxxing-statusmaxxing, you become useful slaves for the foids; if it were only for sex, a prostitute would be cheap, but we all know that free consensual sex is not the key, but rather the idealization behind that free consensual sex. From that "supposed love" that you think foids have or could have beyond their instincts to extract resources and semen.
It has never begun, and yet, our suffering inevitably turns to our inability to be slaves. How cruel is nature! Take the last blackpill, which is the whitepill, and understand that your suffering, apart from coming from your desire for slavery, comes from the foidocratic and braincucked gynocentrism of which all men is conditioned.
Wake up brocels, pain is inevitable, suffering is optional!
In the calm of the night, with a little music and in the face of the imminent nocturnal summer heat, I wanted to reflect with you a little with you, not as much as as a knowledge that becomes new, but as a deeper twist to what we are used to.
1. About the pain of the blackpill.
The first time I discovered the blackpill, after having discovered the redpill, one enters into an existential crisis because all the models once taught seemed to fall apart. The culture of effort, showing the best of ourselves as human beings capable of showing a life project to a woman was broken because, at the end of the day, all our value seemed to be determined by our facial structure, by our height, by the size of our penis, for so many factors that blackpill treats. The realization that the blackpill was the unequivocal sign that our value before women only remains in the hands of variables that we cannot control, that ultimately, everything we believed was false. Our desire to be better people, to give, to show love and affection, sacrifice and dedication for a woman will not work when you are at the bottom of the deepest disgust and animosity of women against us, because it turns out that we are worth what we appear to them.
Over time, this pain turned into indifference. An indifference that anesthetizes that internal pain of feeling "triggered" when a woman talks about something she doesn't like. And perhaps, in my realization, the "dickpill" turned out to be one of the more intense pills, especially because two feelings that go hand in hand come together: sex as one of the most intense experiences of the human being, and then, the feeling of compassion or misfortune for not being enough, for being useless, for being able to be replaced. Isn't this a punishment from our conscious mind? In nature, the male is replaceable by another male that prevails in games of intrasexual competition, from antlers battles to battles between wolves for access to breeding.
All this does not allow you to conclude another matter than to assimilate that the blackpill is still a wishlist for women, that they can choose, and they can put other men to compete for their benefit. And it's a mind trap it's a mental trap, the pinnacle of braincucking, or better yet, of the most exacerbated compassion: the man beyond suffering for not being suitable for natural selection, suffers because he cannot satisfy the most compelling sexual and reproductive desires in women. And while they suffer for not having Chad, a Chad who is both a sexual marvel and a pneumatic machine of the finest engineering, we suffer because not even the woman whose looks and abilities we often accept she rejects us because she seeks more, a reproductive desire of minorities.
Is not this our true slavery and our reason for suffering? We are slaves to the most powerful feminine desires, desires that we cannot satisfy. Isn't this essentially the blackpill?
2. The desire for ascending.
Faced with the realization of LTN and many boderline brocels, the active desire to satisfy female sexual desires arises with the awakening of the blackpill. And every self-respecting step in this regard revolves around "looksmaxxing", accompanied by other "maxxing" to complement the trident LMS (looks, money and status): facial operations, skin whitening, hair transplants, skincare, moneymaxx, studymaxx..., an expensive task due to our desire, perhaps biological, to be slaves of perpetual feminine satisfaction: fool the senses to be considered "fit". And in this, many years of life, youth, an enormous amount of money, inhuman efforts that many do not know if it will bring them any results, because if it is given to them, they always possessed the potential to be normies or HTN and if not, it is that they really were always incels, insurmountably.
3. The forge of a betabuxx.
In this supposed ascending towards "normdom" and understanding the above, what are these ascended men looking to find? Free sex? Getting into a relationship? Get married and have children?
Some brocel will tell me that improving looks always makes society treat us better and that perhaps in this way we can climb the social pyramid, but deep down, this pyramid where capital is central, always essential, not to conquer women, but to demonstrate power, has not ceased to be purchasing power.
What will an ascended man do? Will you travel around spending thousands of dollars to have sex with genetic parasites like noodlewhores? Will you seek to have continuous sex? Was our inceldom about free sex as a central part of our pain? But the truth is that no, deep down, the desire to bring offspring and to share our life with someone becomes the central key to our pain in our inceldom. And everything happens, for this "ascended man" who acquires the mentality of a normie, in standing firm in his "BRAINCUCKOLDRY": ultimately, wanting to be enslaved and be the object of a woman's economic and sexual profit, while the reward is only a dropper dosed hole, a "supposed love" that is maintained by the foids based on how much money this promoted man can amass, who gladly spent thousands of dollars to hopefully belong to the "normie" category and access his own slavery.
And this is the benefit, brocels? Is this the benefit you are looking for? To be normies? Normies who are constantly cucked, who are divorceraped, to those who are taken the custody of their children, who are the laughing stock of foids, chads and incels alike because your wife fantasizes about an 8 inch penis while living in a fantastic house, has beautiful children and her husband has treated her like the obliging slave that he is? How curious it is to see how the incel failed from birth and the normie is destined to fail! And yet many of you, again, dream of becoming this ascended version; live in a lie, go back to the bluepill and think that the evil and manipulative nature of the foids will change because after years of looksmaxxing-moneymaxxing-statusmaxxing, you become useful slaves for the foids; if it were only for sex, a prostitute would be cheap, but we all know that free consensual sex is not the key, but rather the idealization behind that free consensual sex. From that "supposed love" that you think foids have or could have beyond their instincts to extract resources and semen.
It has never begun, and yet, our suffering inevitably turns to our inability to be slaves. How cruel is nature! Take the last blackpill, which is the whitepill, and understand that your suffering, apart from coming from your desire for slavery, comes from the foidocratic and braincucked gynocentrism of which all men is conditioned.
Wake up brocels, pain is inevitable, suffering is optional!
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