No homo here, but it's not women, or sex, or the worthless value they provide that occupy my mind- it's full on about CHAD.
I don't think Stacy's love (which is fleeting at best) could ever transcend what could be the fantastical euphoria of knowing that you are CHAD. I think though there are obviously real life Chads, the way our language uses him, what we really fantasize about is THEE CHAD. The impossible masculine ideal tailored to our own identity and is ultimately a figment of our imagination. And in my mind the paramount quality of Chad is effortlessness.
Sure you could ascend one day, perhaps, some day you would best Chad at fucking Stacies, but ultimately it is worthless. You had to work for it. While you were busting your ass in Calculus, Chad was busting Stacy's asshole during Calculus. You could fuck a ton of whores someday, because you own a yacht what the fuck does that matter? Chad was fucking drug sluts with daddy issues in MIDDLE SCHOOL because he could marginally skate better than you. You will never catch up. He fucked Stacy before puberty, because even as a pre-pubescent, he was still genetically superior. On top of that Chad told Stacy to get an abortion, but she lied and ended up just having it because she wanted to spread Chad's genes so bad, she was willing to ruin her life for it, now Stacy is a single mother motel worker scubbing cum off sheets because she's so mindful of Chad she didn't want to burden Chad with bastard children.
What does that say about your priorities? I think if one is driven by the jealousy of Chad- they are more blackpilled by nature, yet will never ascend due to the lack of positive thought patterns. If one admires Chad, I think you are more redpilled and are more likely to ascend because your mind is exercising aggressive and improvement oriented thought patterns. If one is driven by the desire for Stacy more, you are still bluepilled at heart, and will only ascend by fluke.
I don't think Stacy's love (which is fleeting at best) could ever transcend what could be the fantastical euphoria of knowing that you are CHAD. I think though there are obviously real life Chads, the way our language uses him, what we really fantasize about is THEE CHAD. The impossible masculine ideal tailored to our own identity and is ultimately a figment of our imagination. And in my mind the paramount quality of Chad is effortlessness.
Sure you could ascend one day, perhaps, some day you would best Chad at fucking Stacies, but ultimately it is worthless. You had to work for it. While you were busting your ass in Calculus, Chad was busting Stacy's asshole during Calculus. You could fuck a ton of whores someday, because you own a yacht what the fuck does that matter? Chad was fucking drug sluts with daddy issues in MIDDLE SCHOOL because he could marginally skate better than you. You will never catch up. He fucked Stacy before puberty, because even as a pre-pubescent, he was still genetically superior. On top of that Chad told Stacy to get an abortion, but she lied and ended up just having it because she wanted to spread Chad's genes so bad, she was willing to ruin her life for it, now Stacy is a single mother motel worker scubbing cum off sheets because she's so mindful of Chad she didn't want to burden Chad with bastard children.
What does that say about your priorities? I think if one is driven by the jealousy of Chad- they are more blackpilled by nature, yet will never ascend due to the lack of positive thought patterns. If one admires Chad, I think you are more redpilled and are more likely to ascend because your mind is exercising aggressive and improvement oriented thought patterns. If one is driven by the desire for Stacy more, you are still bluepilled at heart, and will only ascend by fluke.
