The tragedy of incels is not that what they desire exists and they can't have it. It's that what they desire does not exist.
Sexual and romantic relationships are just a travesty. When we are in love with someone or loved by someone, we are alone. When we are having sex with someone, we are alone. To illustrate: in any interaction between a man and a foid, it is never just the man and the foid. There is always a third, imagined element. When you look into a foid's eyes, you imagine a gaze staring back at you. This third element is our imaginary, or symbolic interpretation of our interactions with foids. The brutal reality is that there is actually no interaction between the sexes. It is just us interacting with ourselves (our own interpretations that we construct).
The blackpill tells us that the only thing that matters is looks. So central to our imaginary interpretation of the opposite sex is a relationship to an image or object, an imaginary representation of the other person. The problem is this image is inherently deficient. When desire for the opposite sex is dictated by looks, the goal is never actually to go beyond the realm of appearances, beyond ourselves, to understand someone and actually have a relationship with them as a person, but to project an object onto them borne of our own fantasy. So any pleasure a foid feels when having sex with us, or any love for us, is inherently narcissistic. It happens in her own body, under her own interpretation, and oriented around an object which only exists in her subjective reality because of her fantasy.
Since sexual enjoyment is centered around looks, there is no sexual relationship (to another person). And if the blackpill is right that the only thing that matters is looks, then there is no romantic relationship (to another person). Love doesn't unite, it divides.
If you are wanting a romantic relationship because you want "love", "validation", "companionship", and so on, you won't find it. Even if you ascend.
Sexual and romantic relationships are just a travesty. When we are in love with someone or loved by someone, we are alone. When we are having sex with someone, we are alone. To illustrate: in any interaction between a man and a foid, it is never just the man and the foid. There is always a third, imagined element. When you look into a foid's eyes, you imagine a gaze staring back at you. This third element is our imaginary, or symbolic interpretation of our interactions with foids. The brutal reality is that there is actually no interaction between the sexes. It is just us interacting with ourselves (our own interpretations that we construct).
The blackpill tells us that the only thing that matters is looks. So central to our imaginary interpretation of the opposite sex is a relationship to an image or object, an imaginary representation of the other person. The problem is this image is inherently deficient. When desire for the opposite sex is dictated by looks, the goal is never actually to go beyond the realm of appearances, beyond ourselves, to understand someone and actually have a relationship with them as a person, but to project an object onto them borne of our own fantasy. So any pleasure a foid feels when having sex with us, or any love for us, is inherently narcissistic. It happens in her own body, under her own interpretation, and oriented around an object which only exists in her subjective reality because of her fantasy.
Since sexual enjoyment is centered around looks, there is no sexual relationship (to another person). And if the blackpill is right that the only thing that matters is looks, then there is no romantic relationship (to another person). Love doesn't unite, it divides.
If you are wanting a romantic relationship because you want "love", "validation", "companionship", and so on, you won't find it. Even if you ascend.
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