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oathlizard
Greycel
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- Apr 21, 2022
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Hello dear brocels,
I am not hating women, chads or normies – but I am a man in my mid-thirties, who has a light variant of "Morbus Crouzon". Just picture-google it and I assume you might agree with me, that I am to be considered a "truecel". (surgery not possible – I already checked that)
During the last ten years without sex, I thought I could overcome the longing for love, desire, intimacy and relationship. But I was wrong. The fear of rejection and ridicule kept me from trying to approach women. But now, I try to tackle this fear and I want to tell you why, even when there doesn't seem to be hope for a human like me.
The real advantage of the blackpill
I am working as a nurse in a retirement home for old people. I expect some of you to think, that this has to be the most fucking cucked job, a man can do. But it cemented one single realisation:
"It is not always good, to have a "natural death".
Even when you were a chad or a stacy or a becky or a normie. You might end up, bound to your bed, loosing your physical and mental capabilities and your dignity, eating and playing with your own shit. (literally!)
The advantage of the blackpill is a lesser attachment to life itself. Some of us are contemplating, killing ourselves – and the chance to decide your own time of death is a privilege in my opinion. Without love and companionship, I am free from the dilemma of suicide, because since there is no love for me in this world, there is no pain I cause, via my own suicide. I just midigate my own suffering.
Why it is not enough
Think for a second, what your situation might be, when you are old and ready to rope. Would you rather be certain, that you have done everything to find out, whether or not, there can be love in your life? Or would you rather take that rope thinking about something someone posted on reddit or some weird study someone conducted?!
The thing is – nobody can say with absolut certainty, that that's the case for you, except for yourself. Neiher a reddit-user, nor your bullies and especially not some pseudoscience, that tries to explain modern-day behavior by a thing our ancestors did over 10.000 years ago. (genetic memory might be a decent set-up for a popular action-adventure series, but the true "hardwired" genetic memory of humans can be seen in toddlers...there's just not that much there!)
In order to find out, whether or not, there is a chance for me, I got to be sceptical about the blackpill, seeing it as a possibility. But also be open to the blue and red pill, undertaking every possible measure to be assured, that there can be no love in my life, becoming the best version of myself, while collecting as many rejections as humanly possible.
Measures to undertake
BluePill – (I am alone, because of the way I think/feel)
I am not hating women, chads or normies – but I am a man in my mid-thirties, who has a light variant of "Morbus Crouzon". Just picture-google it and I assume you might agree with me, that I am to be considered a "truecel". (surgery not possible – I already checked that)
During the last ten years without sex, I thought I could overcome the longing for love, desire, intimacy and relationship. But I was wrong. The fear of rejection and ridicule kept me from trying to approach women. But now, I try to tackle this fear and I want to tell you why, even when there doesn't seem to be hope for a human like me.
The real advantage of the blackpill
I am working as a nurse in a retirement home for old people. I expect some of you to think, that this has to be the most fucking cucked job, a man can do. But it cemented one single realisation:
"It is not always good, to have a "natural death".
Even when you were a chad or a stacy or a becky or a normie. You might end up, bound to your bed, loosing your physical and mental capabilities and your dignity, eating and playing with your own shit. (literally!)
The advantage of the blackpill is a lesser attachment to life itself. Some of us are contemplating, killing ourselves – and the chance to decide your own time of death is a privilege in my opinion. Without love and companionship, I am free from the dilemma of suicide, because since there is no love for me in this world, there is no pain I cause, via my own suicide. I just midigate my own suffering.
Why it is not enough
Think for a second, what your situation might be, when you are old and ready to rope. Would you rather be certain, that you have done everything to find out, whether or not, there can be love in your life? Or would you rather take that rope thinking about something someone posted on reddit or some weird study someone conducted?!
The thing is – nobody can say with absolut certainty, that that's the case for you, except for yourself. Neiher a reddit-user, nor your bullies and especially not some pseudoscience, that tries to explain modern-day behavior by a thing our ancestors did over 10.000 years ago. (genetic memory might be a decent set-up for a popular action-adventure series, but the true "hardwired" genetic memory of humans can be seen in toddlers...there's just not that much there!)
In order to find out, whether or not, there is a chance for me, I got to be sceptical about the blackpill, seeing it as a possibility. But also be open to the blue and red pill, undertaking every possible measure to be assured, that there can be no love in my life, becoming the best version of myself, while collecting as many rejections as humanly possible.
Measures to undertake
BluePill – (I am alone, because of the way I think/feel)
- Meditation
- EFTs
- Affirmation/Afformation
- Clearings
- Fear Settings
- Fast Phobia Cures
- Getting used to adrenalin rushes ( skydiving, etc.)
- etc.
RedPill – (I am alone, because of the way I act)
- Working out / Changing my diet
- Martial arts
- NLP
- Building up resilience by pushing myself into social situations
- Experiencing my own sexuality with sexworkers
- etc.
WhitePill – (I am alone, because there is nothing else in my life)
- Arts
- Music
- Any other Passion
BlackPill – (I am alone, because of my genetics)
- Rope
Talking about our NPCs
There is an understanding, that women "use" men in different ways
There is an understanding, that women "use" men in different ways
- The Chad(lite) for sexual pleasure and procreating
- The Betabuxx for securing ressources
- The Orbiter for gaining and maintaing self-worth
If we have to believe that, we, as incels, can do that too.
- The Neutrals (Female coworkers, costudents, family members or friends)For gaining and maintaining adequate frame and reputation within soyciety
- The Sexworkers (Women, we pay to have sex with)For exploring and experiencing our own sexuality
- The Rejectors (Women we approach online and offline)For giving us actual proof, that there's no love for us ( or the opposite )
Talking about hopium
Even when we think, our chances are slim. The sheer fact, that we exist, is the consequence of unbelievably improbable circumstances. So it absolutely has to be considered a miracle.
It is, in fact, ridiculous.
Completely left out the probability of a planet gaining all the stuff, that's necessary for intelligent life to evolve – even when it does, the chance of one single protein to form under these circumstaces was calculated as
1:100.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000000.000.000.000.
000.000.000.000000.000.000.000000.000.000.000000.000.000.000000.000.000.000000.000.000.000000.000.000.000 (1 : 10^164)
AND IT STILL HAPPENED!
Everything happened!
I'm not advocating, believing in miracles. I'm advocating being sceptical about the impossibility of a miracle happening to us. Because there has to be some hope left in order to do everything we can and make an informed decision at the end of this journey with at least some contentment at out final moments! Death is inevitable, whether we are choosing the time and place or not. But we can make decisions now, that will alter our feelings about ourselves, life and death, when we check out.
I'm probably gonna be banned after this post, but that's ok, since I'm not planning to write any more posts on this board.
I wish you all the best of luck.
Even when we think, our chances are slim. The sheer fact, that we exist, is the consequence of unbelievably improbable circumstances. So it absolutely has to be considered a miracle.
It is, in fact, ridiculous.
Completely left out the probability of a planet gaining all the stuff, that's necessary for intelligent life to evolve – even when it does, the chance of one single protein to form under these circumstaces was calculated as
1:100.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000000.000.000.000.
000.000.000.000000.000.000.000000.000.000.000000.000.000.000000.000.000.000000.000.000.000000.000.000.000 (1 : 10^164)
AND IT STILL HAPPENED!
Everything happened!
I'm not advocating, believing in miracles. I'm advocating being sceptical about the impossibility of a miracle happening to us. Because there has to be some hope left in order to do everything we can and make an informed decision at the end of this journey with at least some contentment at out final moments! Death is inevitable, whether we are choosing the time and place or not. But we can make decisions now, that will alter our feelings about ourselves, life and death, when we check out.
I'm probably gonna be banned after this post, but that's ok, since I'm not planning to write any more posts on this board.
I wish you all the best of luck.