<div id="m_titli"><a href="https://nagolbud.com/collective-journalings/" target="_blank">Collective Journalings of Nagolbud</a></div>
<div id="m_subtitli"><a href="https://nagolbud.com/collective-journalings/" target="_blank">The Bank Thieving, Passportless, Adventrepeneur, Philosopharchist</a></div>
<div class="m_texti">A repository of philosophy, knowledge, and inspiration; inviting you to embark on a journey of realm adventuring, self-exploration, and personal growth.
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<div class="m_texti">Forced apologies for speaking your mind is nothing but a tool of censorship, as the main stream media uses political correctness as their whip. Many fall in line unable to read past a title that contradicts their religious or political world view. Standing on a foundation ready to collapse with the swing of some bamboo. Pretending they've got the world figured out because their religion of science or government told them so, never questioning a word as they become....
their own... foe..
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00) [[Entering the Rabbit Hole->Entering the Rabbit Hole]]
0) [[The Reality of the Question->The Reality of the Question]]
01) [[01001000 01100001 01100011 01101011 01100101 01100100->01001000 01100001 01100011 01101011 01100101 01100100]]
02) [[2D to 3D to Big D->2D to 3D to Big D]]
03) [[Afraid To Be Yourself->Afraid To Be Yourself]]
04) [[Anti Government Idealist Conspiracy Theorist->Anti Government Idealist Conspiracy Theorist]]
05) [[Assets of Value->Assets of Value]]
06) [[What is an Adventure Traveler #Adventrepeneur->What is an Adventure Traveler #Adventrepeneur]]
07) [[Basic Setup for an Adventure Traveler->Basic Setup for an Adventure Traveler]]
08) [[Most Important Pack Item for the Adventure Traveler->Most Important Pack Item for the Adventure Traveler]]
09) [[Best Adventure Traveler Night-Light->Best Adventure Traveler Night-Light]]
10) [[Travel Cheap as an Adventrepeneur->Travel Cheap as an Adventrepeneur]]
11) [[Average Day Living in Mexico->Average Day Living in Mexico]]
12) [[Beta, Alpha, and the Sigma->Beta, Alpha, and the Sigma]]
13) [[Building with Natural Materials->Building with Natural Materials]]
14) [[Celebrating Censorship->Celebrating Censorship]]
15) [[College Educated Work Week->College Educated Work Week]]
16) [[Communication Without Language->Communication Without Language]]
17) [[Disagreeability Unwavering Against the Constant Chant of Conformity->Disagreeability Unwavering Against the Constant Chant of Conformity]]
18) [[Drugs Never Let Go->Drugs Never Let Go]]
19) [[e-Brotherhood for Sale Online->e-Brotherhood for Sale Online]]
20) [[Fickle Friendships for the Modern World->Fickle Friendships for the Modern World]]
21) [[Generation Y 1989->Generation Y 1989]]
22) [[Green Pill $ is the New Red Pill->Green Pill $ is the New Red Pill]]
23) [[Growing Marijuana With Rabbit Poop->Growing Marijuana With Rabbit Poop]]
24) [[Hobbies or Health->Hobbies or Health]]
25) [[Holding Up the Mirror->Holding Up the Mirror]]
26) [[Homesteading Cures Depression->Homesteading Cures Depression]]
27) [[How Dare You Disagree with Me->How Dare You Disagree with Me]]
28) [[How Hydrogen Peroxide Heals the Realm->How Hydrogen Peroxide Heals the Realm]]
29) [[If You Could Have Only One Meal->If You Could Have Only One Meal]]
30) [[Individualism is the Fertilizer->Individualism is the Fertilizer]]
31) [[Label Maker Society->Label Maker Society]]
32) [[Learning How to Grow After Red Pill Rage->Learning How to Grow After Red Pill Rage]]
33) [[Living Outside the Box->Living Outside the Box]]
34) [[Lost At Sea->Lost At Sea]]
35) [[Man’s Greatest Weakness: Lust->Man’s Greatest Weakness: Lust]]
36) [[Manly Emotional Support->Manly Emotional Support]]
37) [[Materialism – The Root of Unhappiness->Materialism – The Root of Unhappiness]]
38) [[Modern Video Games Suck – Old School Favorites->Modern Video Games Suck – Old School Favorites]]
39) [[My First Buck – Why Hunting is Important->My First Buck – Why Hunting is Important]]
40) [[Natural Food the EASY Way->Natural Food the EASY Way]]
41) [[Nihilism, Black Pill, or Self Promotion->Nihilism, Black Pill, or Self Promotion]]
42) [[Online Obsession->Online Obsession]]
43) [[OnlyFans: The Pinnacle of Success for Modern Women->OnlyFans: The Pinnacle of Success for Modern Women]]
44) [[Passion in Hobbies->Passion in Hobbies]]
45) [[People In Costumes->People In Costumes]]
46) [[People That Correct You’re Grammar->People That Correct You’re Grammar]]
47) [[Public School Doesn’t Fill Your Belly->Public School Doesn’t Fill Your Belly]]
48) [[Pull Back the Curtain->Pull Back the Curtain]]
49) [[Raising Free Range Rabbits->Raising Free Range Rabbits]]
50) [[Real Reason Reddit Is Popular->Real Reason Reddit Is Popular]]
51) [[Red Pill Rage Porn->Red Pill Rage Porn]]
52) [[Righteous Anger->Righteous Anger]]
53) [[Self Censorship: Scared to Think->Self Censorship: Scared to Think]]
54) [[Social Media Celebrities->Social Media Celebrities]]
55) [[Social Media Repeat Ban Blessings->Social Media Repeat Ban Blessings]]
56) [[Social Networking or Social Engineering->Social Networking or Social Engineering]]
57) [[Societies Demand for Perfection->Societies Demand for Perfection]]
58) [[Stop Taking Vacations and Start Traveling->Stop Taking Vacations and Start Traveling]]
59) [[Structured Anarchy vs Government Ordained Society->Structured Anarchy vs Government Ordained Society]]
60) [[The Battle of a Man’s Heart->The Battle of a Man’s Heart]]
61) [[The Bible Does NOT Say Obey Government->The Bible Does NOT Say Obey Government]]
62) [[The Bible is NOT Demanding->The Bible is NOT Demanding]]
63) [[The Fairy Tale of Evolution->The Fairy Tale of Evolution]]
64) [[The Government Died for Your Sins->The Government Died for Your Sins]]
65) [[The Internet Killed Video Games->The Internet Killed Video Games]]
66) [[The Moment You Stop Believing the News->The Moment You Stop Believing the News]]
67) [[The Normal Citizen->The Normal Citizen]]
68) [[Truth Behind Mass Animal Die Offs->Truth Behind Mass Animal Die Offs]]
69) [[Understanding Freedom->Understanding Freedom]]
70) [[We Were All Blue Pill at One Time->We Were All Blue Pill at One Time]]
71) [[Why Men Chase Female Validation and Attention->Why Men Chase Female Validation and Attention]]
72) [[Why Women are Manipulative in Relationships->Why Women are Manipulative in Relationships]]
73) [[Why You Should Have a Motorized Bicycle->Why You Should Have a Motorized Bicycle]]
74) [[WiFi and Phone Frequencies Cause Depression->WiFi and Phone Frequencies Cause Depression]]
75) [[10 Reasons Why You Need to Prepare for the Zombie Apocalypse->10 Reasons Why You Need to Prepare for the Zombie Apocalypse]]
76) [[7 Tips to Avoid Attracting the Modern Women->7 Tips to Avoid Attracting the Modern Women]]
77) [[Atheists Hate Free Will->Atheists Hate Free Will]]
78) [[Individualist Among Conformists->Individualist Among Conformists]]
79) [[It’s Never Too Late->It’s Never Too Late]]
80) [[Societies Ultimate Troll->Societies Ultimate Troll]]
81) [[Dedicated To Ace->Dedicated To Ace]]
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<div id="m_subtitli">Introduction by S. DeGeorges</div>
<div class="texti">Sometimes when I’m bored in a social situation or conversation, I’ll say something like “I know a guy who walked all the way from Wisconsin to Central America with his dog”. People’s reactions will usually be something along the lines of “Dude, what the f*ck?” or “how?”. Well, I suppose that sort of disbelief has to do with mental blockages. People don’t believe that they can move freely out of their everyday lives.
They don’t believe that they can do things and survive on their own. They can acquire those skills, but it’s not something that they necessarily think about. Of course, I don’t think there’s anything wrong in being content with your everyday life and routine, but a time comes when you have to look at yourself in the mirror and consider whether you are truly living out your full potential, and whether your life satisfies you. If you find yourself dissatisfied, only you can fix that, but reading some Nagolbud might help.
Collected here in this volume are journal entries written by Nagolbud over the past 10+ years. Some of these texts are humorous, while some are serious, but they all have a common underlying theme: living your life free, being self-dependent, being an individual and being creative.
Some of them can also be classified in the “conspiracy theory” genre, which might turn off a lot of people from reading them, but it shouldn’t. If you allow yourself to go down the rabbit hole, and to let this book fuel your own research, you might be surprised at the truth that can be found.
What does it mean to be free? How do we become free? These are questions which many philosophers have pondered on. Many “answers” have been found, a lot of them very unsatisfying for the earnest truth-seeker. Some thinkers have said that “freedom is living in accordance with truth”. Others have said that “freedom cannot be attained outside of society” while some have gone so far as to say there is no such thing as human freedom.
Nagolbud, basing himself on true life experience rather than idle intellectualism, says “freedom isn’t something that everybody has, or that society can give you. You have to make yourself free by escaping the limits of said society”.
This character of self-determined freedom permutes all that he writes. As he criticizes modern internet trends, tells you about his travelling and city farming life, elaborates on the worldwide Vatican conspiracy… he weaves words in poetic rhymes, preaching the gospel of Jesus Christ.
Happy Reading, and Many Blessings,
S. DeGeorges
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<div class="texti">Sometimes life only sends you storms.. and there is nothing worse in this world than hating yourself. The concept of “this” gets contradicted daily by pride and self worship. We all think we understand, until we don’t. Realms turned upside down…. by a few words of a stranger on the internet.
We think we understand, until we don’t. Life slaps us in the face over and over until we figure it out. Whats the point of it all? We’re still trying to figure that out…. pretending to know, the sphere of knowledge seems to dim. Society chanting for you to become what they want you to be, nothing but self doubt as you learn how to swim.
Just a few minutes of perspective can change your route, wondering where it all went wrong. Staring into the mirror, you start to question who you really are. The life of a peasant, interpreting the sky.. we all ponder the same questions, chasing some sort of regurgitated clout. Thinking we’ve got it figured out, until we don’t.
This is the thought process of the modern day philosopher… watching it unfold as the world joins the zombie apocalypse. Another day finished as we question our existence. What was the point of yesterday when tomorrow has no substance.
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<div class="texti">In general, I get pretty excited seeing peoples art and creativity in whatever form they choose to express it in. Many talented humans with their own niche hobbies of dedication and growth willing to share their inner most thoughts, desires, or stories. Getting better each time their brush paints some rhymes or sucking you into their book with some story intertwined. Like a time machine blasting you into the past or exploring a dystopian overlord future where robots and Satanists are using magic to send spells through your television set.
To my surprise, it’s doubley exciting to see this artform take on a Nagolpilled extension of the character’s mindset. It all started with one gamertag and a profile pic. It’s as simple as reading it backwards to dub the name of an OG Halo 2 video gamer king. Dropping out of high school for various reasons I was too young for a workers permit, so I had a year to climb the leaderboards and become a goober gun battle rifle nightmare.
Gaming became my escape to a creatable atmosphere of manosphere comradery where friends could be silly and goof around without society calling the police. When reality went from school hunting clubs to kids hiding under their desk because of some false flag school shooting events.
Unable to build a shed or go fishing without the governments permission, and even then harassed by some Karens for catching a fish dinner. Spinning in circles men have no idea where their creativity is allowed to flourish. Hiding in the man cave like a bear in hibernation, the system doesn’t like it when they unleash their masculine expressions of joy inside hobbies.
When allowed to chase our thoughts it creates positive additions to the community, whether online or offline it doesn’t really matter. Taxes is in place to rob you of this creativity, stuck in the repetitive 9-5 mindset watching the daily dose of its programming. Whether fear or humor, like a porn addiction your meat is red and swollen. Brain unable to handle the millions of tickles from conformities tentacles as you’re overloaded like a circuit breaker.
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But what do I know I’m just a high school drop out with 7 years of college under his belt. Never even got a degree but ended it all by starting my first company, just some neckbeard living in Mexico ranting and raving on the internet. Smoking weed at the beach staring up at the moon from a bowl earth, as society swirls around like a turd of left vs right political paradigms headed out to the septic tank.
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Time to embrace your inner troll and forgot about social norms, let your mind find the beat to your dreams and ignore what the normies think regardless of social media points. Turn off the Andrew Tate freemason shill loopset and design your personalized sigma male grindset. Unfollow the thots on TikTok and start twerking to your own drum line, where lust doesn’t control your thought process.
Better to teach yourself some new hobbies and adventure out of the narcissism bubble. Think outside the box and you’ll find value in something you never knew could have even existed and all it took was a little imagination to get there. Cutting off limbs of society’s Kraken monster as you explore avenues of an art you excel at, smiling at the hardships doubling your hitpoints with a stamina upgrade.
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Never letting someone knock you off your horse, keep riding to freedom with your sword and shield ready for battle. Willing to sacrifice temporary pleasure to hunt the demons haunting the doubts surrounding your goals. Increasing in skill you’ll start to see improvement in the success of your plan, adding points to wisdom and strength go hand in hand. Unlike a video game, Gods the one giving out the quests to test your character, don’t worry if you make a mistake though, doesn’t mean it’s game over.
Coming back to life only to watch the world burning down can be a difficult thing to overcome. Sometimes redpill rage and coping became part of the daily routine. Alcohol or drugs can seep into your compost pile, destroying all the beneficial bacteria you’ve been farming for growth. Better to keep it clean and just smoke some homegrown green, mixing animal manure back in, the best happens to be rabbit poop.
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Planting seeds and watching it grow like soldiers standing strong ready to take on the world, even after a storm the flowers come out to shower in some rays of sunshine. Ideas start to foment as old habits die off like weeds as you pull them one by one from the garden soil. Grabbing the bucket to harvest the fruits of your labor, throwing the scraps to the chickens for an organic backyard feast.
A step in the right direction as you become more self reliant with no fear of the current political psyop provisions. Throwing out your portions of the statist delusion to build a high quality homestead, looking back at the main stream societal circus scratching your head. By fate or providence you have found yourself reading this article wondering what path in life you’ll stumble down. At the end of the day it really doesn’t matter as long as your machetes sharp and you’re prepared for the adventure.
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<div style="font-size:22px;font-weight:bold;text-align:center;">Just think about where you’re sitting right now..</div>
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<div class="texti">I never quite understood the mentality of believing or worshiping something that brought you anxiety or fear. I spent my entire childhood doing it but once I learned where mine was coming from I was able to start eliminating those things from my life. For example, even if evolution was true, it leaves many with a world view with them selves as a mere cripple trying to survive. Their lives and world is over run with anxiety because they are stuck believing they have no real purpose or reason to be here.
Anxiety itself stems from the unknown. Thinking you have to know everything because society has created the demand for perfection. This anxiety plagues us because we are trying to predict the future when there’s really no way of doing so. This leads to excessive thoughts and an overwhelming feeling of not being able to do what you have created in your mind as required for you to do. These are obstacles you, yourself, have placed in your own path that lead to your own anxiety.
Depression follows this when you can’t live up to your own expectations. You might wonder how someone so intelligent as yourself fell for some silly propaganda like eating dead grass soaked in corporate corn syrup as healthy. You might wonder how you became so obsessed with a relationship you forget who you were yourself. There are ample reasons as to why we would create this anxiety and depression for our selves that keeps us from being who we really are.
Left in a room to wallow in pity as we try and figure out this anxiety never looking at the foundation of where the depression came from. Trying to find solutions and band aids only leaves you further in this state of depression. Thinking that if you get that job or degree you will actually be happy. Maybe when you’re making big money with that degree you’ll be happy. Or perhaps when you buy the boat in 20 years after saving up. Maybe you’ve created a ridiculous list of requirements for a relationship.
Spending your time surrounded by this will make it worse as well. Logging into Facebook every day will literally compile your anxiety and depression as thousands of people of social media put on a show of how great their life is. Never admitting they spend insane amounts of time for a simple Instagram picture. Then you look at it wondering why you can’t be “this beautiful” or this “buff” or anything else based on appearance when in reality some of these people live very sad lives. If not most of them. They spend their time jumping through social media hoops just to remain relevant. How depressing, yet viewers from the outside see popularity, success, and money.
When it boils down to it anxiety and depression are based on the foundation of lies. Delusions. And once you begin building on a bad foundation everything else is going to be off as well. There will be cracks letting in water and bugs. The roof will crack at the seems as the foundation sinks letting in rain and other wildlife. The wood will start rotting form the inside and you’re left with a collapsing casa.
Slapping on a few shingles or filling in the cracks with concrete might work as a temporary solution but eventually it will succumb to natural collection. This is what most people try and do in their real lives. They subscribe to a “life coach”, or join a new group, perhaps even create their identity out of politics or the newest #hashtag movement. These people turn their anxiety and depression into rage and anger simply masking their intentions as they march and attack anyone with a differing opinion even if they belong to the same group.
The end result is collectivism. A society of conformist people so afraid to be themselves they’d rather live in anxiety and depression just to fit in. They absorb the qualities of others only to fit in. Their foundation, essence, and idea of who they really are comes from the media or their college classmates. They’d rather live in this state of frustration than walk individually. This is what I don’t understand. The want to fit in at the expense of your own soul and mind. Is it really worth it in the end?
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<div class="texti">A freedom so basic it’s fundamental in principal yet the ability to control this subliminally feeds the pandemic in critical thought. The truth is, only cowards and rats attack those for using a basic human right like idealistic imagination. However, it seems to be the norm in today’s illusion of-ah utopian paradigm we call society.
A society so scared of social confrontation their willing to live their entire life in a lie. Instead of chasing imagination and life their stuck in this Orwellian illusion of happiness. Sold out on their own soul for a house mortgage and car payment they pretend their living the dream.
Only to wake up like a crackhead after a 2 week binge, in a reality they couldn’t have foreseen, wishing they had once stopped for a minute before running in to proceed. Blinded by their own faith in government and the system they can only collapse like a puppet loosing all of it’s strings.
Unable to dance for Geppetto your heart starts to lose it’s song. You blame depression however it was your choices all along. Never taking responsibility depression becomes your avenue to victim-hood. A narcissist living under the camouflage of depression the cycle never stops as your role in society clocks in for the hamster run on the wheel.
Like an old school game of Chutes and Ladders you’re stuck dangling as it quickly becomes a cage like Mouse Trap. All this because you’re scared of what reality truly is, scared to admit who you really are, and hiding behind who you wish you were. Instead of just being yourself and thinking however you want.
If these are my options I’d much rather be an anti government idealist conspiracy theorist. At least I can live in peace inside my own mind.
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<div class="texti">In a lot of circles things like bit coin or gold are placed in a position of value. People talk about, “if there were a collapse or financial crisis it’s a good idea to have a vault filled with gold bars and crypto miner computers” but is this logically reasonable? I’m not sure what gold market is available during a financial collapse or what type of ATM is required for a crypto currency withdrawals but I’m pretty sure Rick down the street doesn’t want to trade eggs or meat for your cryptogolds. Especially when his family is hungry.
People seem to search for any opportunity to get rich or ahead in every situation but the reality is in a financial collapse food is your number one priority. It’s the number one priority of literally every single person around you. Family, friends, neighbors, foes. Everyone is hungry.
When people pretend these fiat investments will protect them from anything at all is beyond sad. Many pedal their gold websites with subscription code discounts but fail to realize you really can’t eat goldacrypto. In a crisis no one is going to want your fiat money. It has no real value.
Assets of value exclude all materialistic ideas and fabrications. Your experience in an office or trading silver coins won’t benefit you in a real financial collapse. The only people benefiting are the ones absorbing the fruits of everyone else’s labor. Ya know, those dudes that own the corporation known as the federal reserve or… government money printers. Ya know, the big boss at duh Vatican. Why else would they have their penis statues all over the worlds currency.
Before I get off track, assets of value in a financial collapse are far deeper than currency. Investing in skills now pays off way more than hoarding the money for an event that might not happen when you think it does. You might even die a day before the apocalypse. A bicyclist falls off his bike knocking you off a bridge into a group of statists fighting over political programs and you’re dead. Then the apocalypse.
So you spend all this time and money on nothing. Instead you could have invested in assets of value like fighting skills, survival skills, or just enjoying life with some salsa lessons. Building a garden and raising your own animals sure sounds like a better investment than goldominer coins and silver vampire bolts WORTH $10 MORE BECAUSE REAL VAMPIRE BLOOD GET YOURS TODAY ON SALE NOW. (This article is a paid sponsorship by Angry Vampire Bolts. The leader in vampire bolt industries. Thank for business. – Management)
Are you starting to see my point? That perhaps your investing in the wrong places. That perhaps your intelligence and mental health are far better options for investment. Rather than chasing an illusion of what might be you’re better living in a reality you can at least find some joy in. As this is when your assets get value.
In the real world you offer to create and build something rather than fiat it. If a situation occurs like a financial collapse having skills and mindset to over come goes a lot further than any type of money. In a real financial collapse seeds become currency.
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<div class="texti">To coin a phrase, adventrepeneur. What is it? Well quite simply it’s an adventurer combined with an entrepreneur. Often times people are set on having an office, a daily 9-5 grind, and focus set on climbing the ladder. The reality is though, most services, jobs, and businesses exist in every country in the world. They may be a little different in come concepts but there are still jobs ranging from plumbing to corporate work. Often times I find more opportunity for careers and jobs in other countries than the United States or the Queen’s lands.
The first story that comes to mind when trying to explain this concept is a time I worked at an internet cafe in Matamoros, Mexico. I worked and helped there for about a month while they gave me a place to relax and catch my breath along with free food and bed. I didn’t get rich working at an internet cafe but the benefit of saving money was the payment. The ability to have a safe place with internet to chill out and eat good food while I built up my strength again. It was a mini miracle ending up at this location but the reality is if I did not have these skills the opportunity would not have presented itself.
This is where adventurer meets entrepreneur, when you begin adding skill sets and hobbies to your arsenal that open up your money making game. Being able to plumb, do electrical, build, do computer work, ect. opens the doors to many more opportunities and I learned all of this in less time than I spent in school and college. If I were allowed to legally skip school I would have been even farther ahead.
If someone would have shown me that college and the school system were a big fat lie when I was 7 or so I’d have so many skills and hobbies under my belt. The education system robbed me of almost 20 years of my life. In less than 5 years I have learned how to do so many different skills and techniques that couldn’t even compare to the minimal knowledge learned in college. Like how to hold my booze.
Not only did I spend all that time and money in the school system but the skills I learned outside college are what actually made me money I was proud of. I didn’t have to sit in an office all day working for another degree holding idiot with no common sense, logic, or creative thinking. I was able to go anywhere and do anything. I could be a plumber in Arkansas for a year. I could be a roofer in Argentina for another. I could do internet marketing and web design in Cancun. It goes on an on. The ability to move and adventure tied together with entrepreneurism.
Just trying to imagine where I would be if I was not forced into the education system. If I had a strong leader and not a bunch of worthless government workers trying to manipulate me. It’s hard to say, it really is a kick in the nuts. Our entire life is forced down our throats and we don’t even question it. We just take everything we are taught as scripture. That it has to be fact because a school taught it.
Overcoming this is the essence of an adventrepeneur. To start collecting knowledge and hobbies instead of money and materialistic items is to really grow and learn. By the time you hit 30 you’d have more life experience than most, while obtaining limitless skills along the way. Imagine your ability to stop and open a business anywhere on the plane after living this way. The ability to make friends and create business where ever you go.
Learning and seeing what works, and what doesn’t in the real world. The local hot dog guy that has sales all night probably makes more than the fancy place next door after paying employees and the bills. Anywhere in the world has bicycle repair shops. Everywhere has growing lawns that need to be trimmed. Most cities have garbage collection. Most people love listening to music as they eat or hang out in the park.
The problem most people make is basing their success on money and profit. By their possessions and goods. Sitting on an ant hill of possessions doesn’t compare to the bumble bee that goes from flower to flower creating rich honey along the way. You do not have to make billions to be a successful or intelligent entrepreneur.
Another misconception people make is that you need tons of money to travel. The reality is if you had a skill set that was ever expanding you wouldn’t have to worry about it. You wouldn’t have to worry about your next job, your next paycheck, because you know that you can go out and find something to pay the bills.
You wouldn’t be afraid to speak your mind because if you got fired you’d simply find another job or create one. I went from the top of the USA to Mexico for very little money helping and working with people along the way. Sometimes with a simply story people felt repaid for helping you along the way.
All these skills come together to be the best possible schooling for a young business owner or future entrepreneur. The ability to make a fool of yourself in another language as you try and communicate. The ability to make small deals and bargains along the way to benefit everyone. The insight of seeing real people doing real things. The knowledge of finding yourself and what really drives you. Accepting yourself for who you are and accepting your faults for what they are. None of which is taught in any school.
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<div class="texti">The definition of a traveler doesn’t quite grasp the concept of the type of traveling I like to do. I have never slept in a hotel and in a lot of cases I slept outside or close to it. I have lived in many places for as little as a month to as long as a year. I have raised animals, worked in internet cafes, and other random things that require a unique mindset on the fly. This also requires a unique tool set. I decided to make a list of the tools that have made it from the beginning and others I have picked up along the way after realizing how useful they would have been.
<b>Food and Food Preparations</b>
This is a rather generic category. There are many many many ways of starting fire, preparing food, and pots to cook in. Although heavy, one of the coolest stoves I have used is the BioLite. I highly recommend some sort camp cook kit and a few different ways to cook food and create fire. When it comes to food and fire you always want at least 2 ways of doing so. It could be raining, it could be snowing, it could be windy, ect. Have a plan in place for as many situations you can come up with.
<b>Food Gathering</b>
Often times I find myself in situations where it would be quite easy to find my own food. Whether that be through fishing, trapping, or picking fruits or berries. I carry two types of fishing setups as well as some tackle box type things as well. The fishing pole is telescopic and extremely lightweight. It’s hardly noticeable and could be used as a potential weapon if need be. I have not created it yet but plan on making my own slingshot as well. This provides a lot of options for obtaining food with little to no investment and perhaps even lunch for a week. For me this is what the adventures all about.
<b>Sleep and Comfort</b>
Many people use lightweight tents, modern hammocks, or some new crazy tent hammock design. (Which are actually kinda cool). I would never carry all that and I could never find comfort in those modern hammocks. Once I arrived in Mexico for the first time and experienced my first old school hand made hammock I will never look back. It has earned a life time place in my pack and will be used for the rest of my life.
I even sewed up a custom mosquito net to fit over my hammock. In Latin America most houses come with hammock rings built in so it makes for easy accommodation with new friends or random people you meet along the way. Another great thing is it can be used between trees just the same as a regular hammock. The best thing is it’s extremely comfortable and I never have back pain. If you live near Mexico or ever vacation there don’t hesitate to pick up one of these hammocks. The nice big ones run about 600-900 pesos. Other than the mosquito net and hammock I don’t need much else to get a great comfortable nights rest anywhere.
<b>Clothing and Shoes</b>
I have no set style of clothing. I usually just pick things up along the way and wear them out. Then go get some new stuff. I typically have one pair of cold weather clothes and about a weeks worth of warm clothes. I don’t wear underwear anymore and I rarely wear socks except for as slippers on cold mornings. I also no longer travel in cold climates so this is more of a warm weather list. The only thing I really have fell in love with is the Feivue shoes. (If you are ever in Latin America bring me a pair, it’s really hard to ship shoes in.) The roads are crazy in Latin America and having a grounded shoe makes walking so much easier. I also have a belt with a hidden pocket on the inside and that works great as another storage space or a place to hide things. Other than that it’s all basic. A small emergency rain poncho is also a good thing to have somewhere in your pack, just in case.
<b>Hygiene and Health</b>
I carry a few items for hygiene and health that you may not have ever heard about. The basics as soap and toothbrushes are obvious but other things like JR Watkins first aid salve, foot repair salve, and a menthol salve. They work amazing and their title says it all. One is a fix all natural first aid salve and the other is for repairing your feet after a long or wet day on the road. I also carry a baking soda tooth powder instead of toothpaste. It lasts much longer, has no strange chemicals, and is much more light weight.
<b>Tools and Maintenance</b>
Inside of my cook kit I keep many random tools that are small and pretty random for my use. I carry many knives from self defense to cooking and fishing type blades. Even a small machete inside a leather pouch. I also carry a foldable saw for cutting wood and branches. I recently acquired a manual hand drill because drilling holes is extremely difficult without any sort of tool. It’s a bit heavy but worth the weight. One tool that has never left my side is the Leatherman Wave. I’m not sure if it’s the best multi tool but I love it.
Any sort of multi tool is a must have. I have used it countless times for the screw driver to the pliers and knife. It is extremely useful and lightweight for the tools you get. I also carry a small knife sharpener for quick sharpening on the fly. With those basic tools I can pretty much build anything from cages to tables or even a house. One thing every man should know how to do is sew. I have a sewing kit that has been used more times than I can even count. From mosquito nets to fixing clothing it is a skill measured in gold. I even created my own adventure traveler waist band from an old elastic waist band holster. It now holds my self defense blade, a every day use blade, a fire starter, and a flash light. I can wear it with any type of clothing and it was created to be used with gym shorts style clothing.
<b>Back Pack</b>
I have used a few different style of bags and by far my favorite is the Osprey (I don’t remember the name, the green one). I like a small sized bags because it keeps me from collecting random crap I don’t need. It also makes for a much more enjoyable travel as I can go do anything anytime even with my pack. It’s easy to move and it’s a great workout. This is another reason to keep your pack weight down and a way to do that is with a smaller bag. I see many travelers along the way with huge bags and I always wonder what they keep in there. Traveling with a dog and myself his gear took up a lot of my pack and even then the small bag was fine. Perhaps I have become more minimalist than I realize. I use the green Osprey and love it.
<b>Your Brain</b>
This is by far my most useful tool when traveling. Learning new hobbies and skills is how you refine this tool so that you don’t have to carry as many items. Using one item for many things is a great feeling and removing dead weight from your bag is quite liberating. It means you have obtained enough skill or ability to do something without that tool. Learning new recipes and cook styles that can be used create a better living standard as well. The mindset is by far the most critical in all of this.
Being able to adapt (not evolve) to a situation allows you to not only have more fun and enjoy your travels but it also is much cheaper! Learning how to do many of these things can be free and learning how to do it for free means you don’t need to spend money on that item. If you can build a bed in 30 minutes in many environments perhaps you wouldn’t need any sleep gear. If you can build your own tools from nature than perhaps you don’t need as many knives and saws as I do. These are just a couple examples of how your knowledge is far more important than the tools you carry.
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<div class="texti">The wool blanket. Need I say more? Well I will because it’s by far one of my favorite items in my pack. It enables me to do many more things than your typical blanket while also being much easier to maintain and keep clean. The benefits of wool are endless if you can get over the scratchy feel of it. (Which I have a few tricks to help with that as well). It provides you with much more than just the warmth of a blanket and in dire times it can prove to be quite the life saver.
The obvious uses for the wool blanket are for sleeping and warmth. This can be achieved with a number of items but the wool blanket offers you so much more. I remember a time when I was hitchhiking out of mid Texas and it started to get late. Real late. I had no place to stay and had some extra spending cash so I decided I’d book my first hotel on the trip to clean up and get a good nights rest. Well as I was walking along the hotel strip every hotel I tried to go to was booked solid. Every single one.
I ventured on with Ace, stopping at a few food stands along the way to regain some fuel. It grew to early morning and still no luck. I tried at least 20-30 different hotels in this shady-ish area. Finally! I found one with vacancy. The problem was however they didn’t allow dogs. I decided I had to sleep. Instead, I ventured on. I noticed Ace getting extremely tired as we were coming upon a giant commercial complex. I wasn’t sure what was on the other side and a lame ass security guard was already staring me down as we poked along.
Even after getting around the corner he continued to stalk us but once we got on the other side it was pretty much wilderness with a few more hotels in the area. With one last ditch effort I tried the remaining but no luck was to be found. This is when I threw in the towel and looked for the next best option. As I wiggled my way into the forest behind the hotel it got pretty dirty so I looked for another spot. I found a nice quiet area behind a huge dumpster on the back side of the parking lot. It had a huge wall encasing the dumpster with trees and a fence behind it.
There wasn’t a view from the hotel and it was a quiet little clean spot. The problem however was it covered with small sticks. This was no problem for the wool blanket! I won’t say I got a good nights rest but it kept me from having an even worse night. It was a true life saver in a dire time of need. As Ace and I cuddled up for the night we stayed toasty warm and enjoyed the tranquility of life behind the dumpster.
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<div class="texti">I have experimented with this idea quite a bit lately and I was surprised to find out how valuable it really was. Many people have the headlamps, which work great but eventually lose their batteries or charge. Again, many flashlights are the same. They all require a charge or new batteries in the most inconvenient moments.
On my own travels I have used flashlights in their traditional role to see things at night, but also as a beacon, a signal, and other random things like this. Each night it would be used to unpack my bag, get cook and sleep gear out, and set up for the night. Night after night it would slowly drain my batteries. I tried carrying rechargeable batteries with a small solar panel and that worked pretty good, but was extremely heavy. I tried crank handle lights and those worked pretty good for a while, but eventually crapped out from moisture or were too expensive to make it worth it.
I’ve lost waterproof headlamps to moisture as well when the rubber grip breaks off that protects the internals. I’ve ran out of battery juice in the worst times. I literally tried several ways to solve this problem of having light when I needed it while maintaining a light pack. No matter how I tried to do it, I was always left with a lot of weight, or something that didn’t work when I needed it too.
Recently I started used cheap solar garden lights for my quail and chickens to keep them laying eggs almost year round. In my smaller quail cages I simply bent the wire and locked one on the top of the cage. Bugs come in all night and they eat for free while having a bit of comfort and safety from the light itself. All at the same time it provides some extra light to keep them laying.
This is when it dawned on me how useful these little lights are. I stuck one on my pack and tried it out. When out hitch hiking or traveling all day this little puppy gets fully charged. Then, as soon as the sun is going down it clicks on right when I need it. Whether I be on the side of the road looking for a ride or searching through my pack to set up for the night. The light was perfect. I put a little wire on it so I can hang it from my pack, a tree, or anywhere else I need.
For me, it was like a portable free lantern and it completely solved my problem. The funny thing was it was only 20 pesos! In my life I’ve probably spent $100-300 USD searching for a light to fill this role. From battery packs and solar panels to cranking flashlights and headlamps. This simple 20 peso light solved my problem.
Not only did it solve my problem but it worked better than any of the other options. It was working and I didn’t have to do anything. It was light weight, cheap, waterproof, and if need be it could be taken apart and used for many other applications. Often times we are consumed by materialism in search of the best product, when the best product is often times a product not made for the application we use it for.
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<div class="texti">Many times people make the mistake of thinking you need to be rich in order to travel, but often times that’s not the case. For some people this can be true, if you wish to stay in fancy hotels and fly first class but if you don’t mind a little adventure there are ways to accomplish the task of getting from point A to point B and have a heck of a lot of fun in between.
When it comes to traveling cheap there are three main areas that need to be covered. Food, sleep, and adventure. Often times in the adventure itself you can meet all of these requirements no problem, it just takes a little thinking outside the box.
<b>Food</b>
When it comes to food on the road there are many ways to find it cheaply, and sometimes even gourmet food untouched. If you are ever downtown in any city often times you will find people leaving the restaurant with an entire meal untouched inside a container. Simply asking if they are going to eat it and often times they will give it too you! Most of the time this food just get’s thrown away but in this scenario they get a sweet story and feel good about helping someone out and you get a bomb meal for free!
Another way of getting free food is by going into places and literally asking. Often times you can come out with at least a free ice cream cone from places like McDonalds. The key is to have a smile and a story and in most cases people will hook you up! This goes both ways for rides too, often times gas station workers would help me find a ride after talking to them for a while. People like to help out and it gives them a story as well.
Opening up to people and being real is the best way to get a home cooked meal too! Often times people would just invite me for a meal or cook one them selves after a conversation turned into an hour long talk. People are bored with the lives we are forced to live and their curiosity brings them out of their shell. This is when you get to have some really cool conversations with some awesome people with a free meal as well!
<b>Sleep</b>
If you’re not too picky you can literally sleep anywhere. Literally. If you have a nice wool blanket this makes it even easier. The same concepts apply here as when searching for food. When you open up to people and have real conversations they are actually likely to invite you to stay with them.
This is one reason I stopped using CouchSurfing because the real adventures I’d have with people I meet along the way were always more crazy and fun than anything that could be planned. I found myself sleeping in the back of a pickup truck on an air mattress for five hours with my dog as we went through the long stretches of Texas.
Other times you can offer a little bit of money and people will open up their yard or extra room as well. This is one way you can get both a cheap meal and place to stay by simply offering a little bit of money. It helps everyone out and it’s more of a conversation opener than an actual proposition. People are always looking for a good story!
<b>Adventure</b>
The key to all of this is the adventure. When you open yourself up to the locals and their adventures, you find yourself on secluded beaches playing soccer, climbing through vacant cities on the ocean, or jumping from rocks over a cenote. When you stop planning and start adventuring you find you really don’t need much money at all. That most of the things you needed money for were things you actually didn’t even need. We make the mistake of bagging our bags full to the top never stopping to imagine that we need space to find new things. New adventures.
By hiding behind the CouchSurfing veil of travel you miss out on all kinds of adventure and it actually costs you more in the long run as you hop from town to town spending money on food, travel, and other things not knowing how to move around cheaply. You waste time on silly things and never really experience the adventure itself. Start being real and traveling cheap comes with it!
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<div class="texti">After living all around Mexico, it’s quite funny to read the headlines from the USA in Mexico. The fear mongering and media created delusions become quite obvious. Turning a small time gang shooting into a nationwide, several nationwide, full out murder bomb genocide fest. I have literally walked all over Mexico without any threat at all. Whether on the beach or in a dark alley, in general Mexico is quite peaceful.
I’m not including the mega cities in Mexico here as those are just as dangerous as any other big city but the rest of Mexico is very beautiful. With beaches, waterfalls, and crystal clear lakes all for your enjoyment. The average day living here is met with sweet bread, sweet corn, fruits, furniture, and just about anything else you could imagine delivered in the streets by bicycle.
People stopping on every corner to chat up their buddy and maybe buy a beer. I won’t get into the politics of the country because this is touching on the beauty and average day in Mexico. Men are working hard at maintaining the city, building, and repairing old mistakes.
Most have a smile on their face as they chat with their buddies enjoying some good old fashion Sol. The skies are almost always blue and the jungle always green. No one has an appointment to important for a sidewalk chat and often times I find myself being the busy body instead of everyone around me.
The breeze is often times the loudest thing you’ll hear as you look out and notice the palm trees waving in the wind. The neighborhood’s dogs collect on the corner for their morning meet and greet as the early risers look for some breakfast. Everyone you walk passed gives you a buenas diez as you make your way to the Oxxo.
No one will argue about how tranquilo, it really is here in Mexico. They often times ask me about Trump and his wall and we all laugh as we lay back in our hammocks with some Jose Cuervo. This was reconfirmed by meeting many on the same trip as me, in a disagreement with what the American Dream was supposed to be.
People think Mexico is a cartel shoot out but the reality is, it’s quite peaceful. I walk around at any time of the night and feel safer than same sized cities in the USA. Not that I felt scared there but I certainly feel more at ease here, minus the random dog that gives chase; but standing your ground and they always just run away.
All in all your day on the Peninsula will most likely be enjoyable, compared to the strict and authoritarian neighbor. So come out to Mexico and hop on your dirt bike, cruise out to the local cenote, and see how dangerous it really is.
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<div class="texti">The red pill community is filled with talks about beta males and alpha males, from the wannabe alphas spreading their pick up artist techniques and e-books to betas pretending to be alpha by slinging out insults to sex workers on their podcast. These men are constantly chasing societies validation or trying to mimic social cues to elevate their social status.
What goes unmentioned in many of these talks is the sigma male. The reality is the sigma male is just label given to men that put their individualism first. They maintain their own critical thinking and talking points regardless of what people say around them. They create their own confidence through their skills and hobbies rather than relying on others around them.
A true sigma male doesn’t call himself one, nor does he hold himself above others in the societal hierarchy. He doesn’t need labels or a crowd to validate his thoughts. He is free in his own thought process and individualism which is where his confidence actually derives from. Instead of trying to mimic wannabe red pill men on the internet, instead of watching clips of men putting down sex workers, instead of trying to grift money off their viewers, they simply speak their mind unapologetically.
A real sigma male will never turn to an alpha or a beta for their purpose. They look at the current manosphere as a total joke, which it is. Men using labels to generate an income while making fun of the “sigma” male label, while at they same time promoting their patreon and goofy ass pick up techniques. They don’t understand how a man could actually be an individualist as their own identity is derived from how others perceive them.
This is the biggest difference between these labels, is those that fit the criteria of a sigma male are often lone wolves. They require no feedback from weak men, wannabe alphas, the red pill community, or the pick up artists. A real men is focused on his purpose, his hobbies, his skillsets, and this is where his validation comes from. Weak men need validation from society, so put whatever labels you want on it, in the strong males eyes, beta and alpha are the same, both are weak men that require constant validation from society to prop up his fragile ego.
In many ways the alpha is just a loud mouthed beta, running on emotion and getting offended when someone doesn’t validate his hierarchy. This is why the sigma label is constantly belittled and made fun of, because these men have no idea how to actually be a strong man. They require other weak men to prop them up on a pedestal like the very women they make fun of. All the while these men are begging for donations and patreon subs, you pay for their lambo while the sigma is building real businesses and promoting others to find their own individualism.
Status to a sigma is irrelevant, how you perceive him is irrelevant, and that’s what weak men hate. This is why they constantly ignore freedom in thought and replace it for an echo chamber of worship. Alphas want betas to worship them and betas want to feel power through the loud mouthed alpha, mean while the sigma is sitting on the sidelines laughing, if he’s even watching. Many strong men just don’t have the time for these petty boring repeatable red pill conversations.
The entire community taken over by boring nonsense that promotes destruction rather than growth. Why would a manosphere redpill podcast want you to grow when your stuck in their $50 dollar a month program where you can learn basic business or pick up techniques, whereas the sigma is watching and growing through free content from other strong men that have an abundance of thought and critical thinking.
There are plenty of examples of wannabe alphas shouting into the wind, using the same red pill rhetoric from the manosphere 20 years ago, all to generate an income. Whether it be Fresh and Fit or Andrew Tate, their entire existence requires weak men to prop them up. Bragging about driving expensive cars, expensive watches, their $1000 dollar skinny boy jeans, or having a rented women on their arms. All bought by taking advantage of weak men, from internet porn businesses, to casinos, pick up artists techniques, to goofy basic business courses that come with a fee.
A real man looks at this and laughs, a man like, Bruce Lee, Fiore dei Liberi, Erich Fromm, Alan Kay, Chuck Palahniuk, Ansel Adams, Michael Bassey Johnson, Jakub Bozydar Wisniewski, all of which offer insight and growth for free rather than the same ear tickling for profit like the current red pill manosphere.
Here are a few quotes from those mentioned to prove this point:
“Only the self-sufficient stand alone, most people follow the crowd and imitate.” – Bruce Lee
“Be audacious in violence and young at heart. Have no fear in your mind; only then can you perform.” – Fiore dei Liberi
“The real opposition is that between the ego-bound man, whose existence is structured by the principle of having, and the free man, who has overcome his egocentricity.” – Erich Fromm
“Stop looking for validation at the quality of your results and instead feel pride at the quality of your effort.” – Alan Kay
“The things you own end up owning you. It’s only after you lose everything that you’re free to do anything.” – Chuck Palahniuk
“No man has the right to dictate what other men should perceive, create or produce, but all should be encouraged to reveal themselves, their perceptions and emotions, and to build confidence in the creative spirit.” – Ansel Adams
“Always remember that you were once alone, and the crowd you see in your life today are just as unnecessary as when you were alone.” – Michael Bassey Johnson
“The uniqueness of every soul is not a theme that our current culture, obsessed with group identities, cares to assert.” – Dean Koontz
“Individualism turns a band into a community. Collectivism turns society into a mob.” – Jakub Bozydar Wisniewski
You can see how cleverly they promote their ideas and critical thinking in a way that promotes your own, rather than trying to cash in on ideas that have been around for decades, they stand on their own individualism while promoting yours. This is the real difference between strong men and weak men, betas and alphas versus sigmas, regardless of the labels, it’s easy to see the difference in character between these men.
A man that cares what others think of him, or a man that is willing to stand on his own morals and principles regardless of what people say about him. These are defining characteristics of a sigma male, a strong man, an individualist. A man that cares about his community, family, and the people around him, a man that wants to see others succeed rather than tax them into a repeatable profit loop.
The idea behind the sigma male is made into a joke because these men don’t want you to think for yourself, society and government certainly don’t want you to either. A strong man that relies on his own wing span is far more dangerous than a man fronting with the matrix as he brags about his Bugatti and Rolex. A man far more dangerous is the one that doesn’t rely on society or it’s conformity to succeed, a man that laughs in the face of materialism and embraces his very own individualism.
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<div class="texti">Natural building is probably one of my favorite things to do. The idea of being able to take free supplies from nature and creating something of value from that is really the essence of freedom. Not only that but a huge slap in the face to government and banks as it completely side steps the mortgage debt slave life story. The ability to take something as basic as clay, dirt, and straw and turn it into a usable structure, or even house in many cases is absolutely mind blowing. Not only is it far cheaper when you do it yourself but the benefits give you the double barrel shotgun of awesomeness.
For example, with clay, adobe, or earthbags the temperatures maintain themselves. You have huge savings in heating and cooling verse the standard woodchip, glue, and plastic house. You spend far less money and time in repairs than you would with the standard USA home and even places like Mexico where concrete is the material of choice. The benefits of building naturally often demolish any idea of building the standard home.
The problem is however the government makes it a bitch to build naturally. Somehow a hempcrete home isn’t up to standard but a woodchip, glue, and plastic house is with toothpick support beams. Somehow hemp (turns to petrified wood) and lime (turns to limestone) is not strong enough even though it’s 10x stronger than concrete and 6x lighter. At least that’s what the government would tell you.
The reality is they don’t want you to know you could simple grow a field of hemp, cut it down, shred it, throw some lime on it, mix it, and you’d have your foundation. They don’t want you to know your hempcrete walls literally suck carbon out of the air. They don’t want you to know that you could dig a pond for the clay, build a barn or house, and use it all for free. Another option is bamboo, where literally anything is possible. From bicycles to houses bamboo can solve a lot of problems. Not only is it fast growing but far stronger than wood due to it’s hemp like fiber structure.
All of these materials can be harvested naturally, and free if you live in the right location or grow it yourself. No need for a mortgage and perhaps the need to even work 40+ hours a week. What is the point when you can provide yourself with your own shelter and hopefully food as well. It’s the trap we’ve fallen for to live up to the standard of what they tell us. The problem however is not only is it not sustainable but it’s a far worse living condition.
Forced to pay rent or a mortgage when their are millions of untouched acres of land all over in every country. Huge chunks of land untouched outside the city where free food and building materials reside. Instead, people pay for concrete or plastic houses. Literally paying hundreds of thousands of dollars for a basic house or a small chunk of land to build it on. Only to pay house insurance, interest rates, and other scams along the way. Was it really worth it?
You could have built your own house at 20-25 and you’d have the rest of your life to not pay a mortgage. You’d never pay a cent in interest. That’s no longer the world we live in as SIMPS and hoes jump through hoops to uphold a system that literally turns them into consensual slaves as they sent out their latest mortgage payment. What a joke society really is when you remove the illusion of the delusion.
Living a retarded lie all for the status or showmanship there of. Wow sweet 500k house, I built one for free and it only took me 6 months. Is it perfect? Not really. But it was my first time ever building with it and I literally had no plan. Not to mention I’m just a dumb hippy. Meanwhile you’re slaving 50 hours a week to pay off those bills and car payment. All so you can feel good as Uncle Sam has you sit on his lap. Never mind that bulge, he’s got your back.
UPDATE: After a few years building with bamboo as well, can confirm it’s just as good if not better. So much fun to build with.
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<div class="texti">Hmm yeah that funky beat about to kick off the party,
no longer have to listen to any more conspiracy theories.
In total control of what you hear and see,
remove anyone with a controversial opinion with out warning.
It’s obvious you violated the internet policy,
saying those dirty keywords you need to preach the ideology.
Come on now clap your hands,
celebrate mental slavery with a smile.
It’s not all bad surrounded by conformity bias,
everyone thinking the same has it’s benefits.
You no longer have to think for yourself,
critical analyses is out of your pay grade,
back to the cubicle watching your youth fade.
Block another comment to hide our agenda,
metaphorically speaking with your mouth in the blenda.
Woah hey man I’m just talking about rabbit poop,
not revealing any free masons secrets its just a chicken coop.
Please stop bleeping me this censorship is uncool,
let me speak my mind without your blatant control.
Watching you send out your propaganda every day,
when will you realize there’s nothin you can do to get me to obey.
These losers begging for the right to speak,
strapped up with mouth covers with slave physique.
They beg for freedoms but we took’em while they were asleep,
waking up in a nightmare they obey our every order like a banda de sheep.
This low IQ nagolbud thinks he’s gonna change someones mind,
but in reality these songs are cringe core lyrically blind.
Always questioning whether I can speak some controversial words,
social society will always judge whether its gold or just some dog turds.
Regardless of what everyone thinks I’ma just be me,
and on that note I can have peace letting my mind be free.
Who do you think you are you can’t escape the system,
Logan Legal Fiction will hunt you down and castrate your cistern.
We control everything you see and hear you really think your website makes a difference?
Lemme interrupt you and say you can’t kill my creativity…
I’m a cringe core rapper powered by ingenuity.
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<div class="texti">You’re on deck to start your life with over a decade of school under your belt. Unable to discern whether your ideas be theirs or your own. Trying to decipher life’s code the umpire yells batter up! Forced into another 4+ years of schooling education you’ve never had time to figure things out. Forced to read and repeat with no end in sight.
The ball whizzes by and all you hear is strike one! Blinking your eyes you gasp for air as your mind starts to melt. Is this the life I want or is there something else. The pitcher winds up and wings one in, closing your eyes you take one big swing. Strike two!
Slamming down the alarm clock it’s already 5 a.m. Time to go and do my job at the corporate office as another day passes you close in on the hump. The excitement is unbearable barely making it to Friday when the fun can actually start.
After cleaning the house you’re exhausted from such a long week, passing out on the couch it’s already Sunday night and time to get things ready for yet another work week. Enjoying some Netflix programming you relax for one last second before everything hits repeat.
Luckily the last pitch was a ball or you’d already be out, not paying attention at all. The umpire yells the count, noticing you’ve got one more chance to do something at the plate. Taking a step back you take a few practice swings with approval from the stands. Seeing retirement on the horizon you put on your coronavirus mask and jump into the batters box.
A high speed fast ball is coming your way, unable to react in time it pegs you in the leg. Falling over in pain you can’t seem to walk as your bat rolls around on the ground. A las, you’ve reached society’s max height and can do anything at all.
Your bank account is huge and your wallet is fat. Wincing in pain however you hear the umpire motion to take your base. Cuddling up with your blanket you cry away the pain as a sweet new Netflix series plays over the loudspeaker of your old folk’s home..
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<div class="texti">When I first arrived in Mexico I didn’t speak any Spanish. I really didn’t plan on going there and had actually been trying to learn Vietnamese when I made the rash decision to head for Latin America / Central America instead. Checking out Belize was one of the selling points as I could literally just walk there instead of having to fly over a few oceans with my pup. The walk seemed like the logical choice, like Forest Gump but with a lot of weed tea and belly rubs.
I really don’t remember the mentality I had when I headed out for a Spanish speaking country not knowing a lick of espanole. I just knew I’d be fine. When I arrived it all began. How to communicate without language. It was a swift learning curve that required imagination and acting a fool.
Sometimes I had no choice but to act out the word I was trying to describe, and I can tell you how funny this is from both sides. Having a random gringo in your town where there are literally no white people trying to act out words like charades on the corner of a busy intersection leaves your pride behind.
Learning how to read peoples body language and facial expressions was key to my literal survival. When I needed something it was only achieved through one of these methods, whether it be hand gestures, acting, or full on charades. Almost like the dancing of communication. The body and expressions reveal far more than the words themselves and often times I found myself having full on conversations without understanding the language itself. At all. Did I miss some things? Did they? Of course, but these conversations are some of the most potent I’ve ever had.
How could this even be possible? How could you have better conversation without language itself. I’ve noticed when I speak to people in English it’s much easier for them to trail off or put focus on their phone. People have a very short attention span and without a reason to stay in tune they lose interest.
There’s no focus, there’s no understanding, and there is truly a lack of communication skills in society. For example, walking and riding all over you start watching people with more insight, especially in a country you don’t speak the language. You notice little things and big things much easier, and the communication skills of women in both the USA and Mexico is very poor.
Typically the men are communicative, expressive, and easy to speak with. Women however, make all kinds of assumptions, create delusions, have a hard time carrying on basic conversation, can’t express themselves creatively. They receive all this attention online but can’t have a basic friendly conversation with a stranger. It’s quite sad, whether they pretend to use their phone, pretend there is something interesting happening on the ground a foot in front of them, or literally ignore my greeting.
When I found myself having these conversations, with mostly men, we were both in tune to the conversation itself. We wanted to know what the other was saying and had genuine interest in each other and the goals of the conversation. The words them selves become meaningless when you engage in real conversation.
No language requires focus on the gestures, facial expressions, and personality of the person to help solve the puzzle of communication. I think when it comes down to it modern women don’t care to know you or your personality. Only what you can do for them. Often times the first question I was asked by Mexican women is what I did for a living. Other than that the conversation was dead.
This is based on personal experience, and traveling several thousand miles by foot and bus alone. Meeting hundreds and thousands of people along the way in the real world. Communication without language is easy, if you actually care to have the conversation.
As I write this I can imagine all the weird and strange looks I’ve received from women trying to have a basic conversation without language. Whereas very rarely would a Mexican man treat me like this, in fact, would have no problem throwing out his own pride, trying his English with my Spanish to have a decent conversation.
Not one time did they treat me poorly for my communication skills. I actually smile thinking of all the funny times I’ve had with random Mexican men, no homo, their humor and personality, it didn’t even compare to the blood sucking crab in the bucket of their work bicicleta. I seen it! Those hard working Mexican men busting their butt so the fat angry bitter women can ride in the cart.
So the moral of the story is, if you actually care about the people you are conversating with, communication with no language is very easy and quite fun. If you don’t care about other people, it will be very difficult for you to function in that environment, making you feel uncomfortable and out of place. Opening yourself up to this personally, taught me more about body language and communication than four years in college.
Not only that but I am learning another language as well as my body language and communication skills; for free while swimming in beautiful lakes and oceans.. let that sink in while you study for your next exam, or check your Facebook for likes, or turn on another predictive programming tele vision animation.
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<div class="texti">The atrocity of vaccine injuries, fake viruses, low IQ plandemics, and the cucked ass mouth diapers, but one thing people failed to pick up on were these temperature guns and machines waiting outside every store or travel station. From airport to Arbys these machines awaited your arrival so that you could be scanned, unaware of the central banks digital currency about to role out through your skin. Everyone knows coronavirus can spread through trees, bees, and even the breeze. What happens when it can spread through paper money and bypass the credit card fees. Removing hand to hand transactions and all it takes is a little incision between the eyes, 01010011 01110101 01100011 01100011 01100101 01110011 01110011, let me scan that CBDC brain wave chip little man.
My body my choice only applies to the club 304 feminists, regardless of your social credit score and digital brownie points on Reddit. Stepping up to the AI temperature reading machine, searching frantically for your vaccine passport and a letter of your travel’s importance. Stamped and approved by the robo cop judge, security allows you to enter the local Walmart. Never questioning a thing as the prices of bread have doubled since packaging requires a few baths in anti bacterial fungicide herbicidal genocide.
Standing in line to deepthroat a nurses medical swab just to ride the bus back home, if you resist society claims you’re going to kill another thousand NPCs high on the media’s kool aid. Told to pump your body full of six more booster shots and you might be able to live through the current zombie apocalypse, meanwhile censorship cuts off all blood to the brain. Wrapped up tight in a blanket of emotional bias unable to see behind the curtain as you jiggle around like a wooden puppet on stage.
Yes sir yes maam, what else can we do to appease society’s illusionistic ideologistic conforministic soul sucking regime. Better to get in line now so the system knows who’s obedient to demands regardless of how ridiculous they are. Let’s all pretend that wearing surgical masks will save us from the zombies bite while being fed through chemically infused veins. CDC and big pharma laughing all the way to their new central bank digital currency account. Watching the numbers fly through the roof as they high five to the realization that vaccine injury lawsuits only equal a fraction of the profit. What if I can’t conform to their cult like agenda you might ask?
Exiled from the system as you try to survive, life only gets harder when you deny the psychological operations and attacks on thought waves. “And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name. Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is Six hundred threescore and six.” – Revelation 13:17-18
Millions willing to cull you for the sake of the medias collective medical mindset. The grindset of same think herding souls in search of acceptance as they go along with the narrative unable to question themselves. Skeptics constantly targeted for questioning the rats and snakes selling poison, cancelled and removed from any social platform for expressing concerns for the fellow citizen.
Not only do they hate you for it but many willing to snitch you out to the local government, asking you to get a mobile app tracking program on your where abouts. Friends become enemies over a fake virus that never existed, chased down by soy boys in gas masks willing to take your freedom in return for perceived illusions of safety with a deposit to their CBDC crypto digital douche wallet. Like a narcissist’s delusions of grandiosity their new age of power has turned them into Hitler 3.0, why use chemical warfare when your subjects are willingly injecting over fear.
Addicted to the opinion of experts, many have no clue they’re being played by paid actors promoting an agenda, parroting cognitive dissonance as they drop canisters of gas lighting. Look man I just needed to buy a few things at the grocery store.. Turning to the black market just to buy a few eggs and oranges without partaking in the chipped up experiment of anti biblical nonsense. Unable to stare down the barrel of another temperature gun rebreathing my stank breath over and over again. Wishing I could just pay the water bill without the threat of arrest because I can’t conform with this normie larp fest.
As the IRL predictive programming continues to crank up it becomes easier and easier to see how they plan to make their agenda effective. Riding the fence only guarantees two things, a sore ass and great view of the apocalyptic destruction of everything you love. Resistance, revolution, a life of depressive misery, it all comes down to who you will choose to be.. puppet, muppet, or a nagolpilled exile..
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<div class="texti">To cut the effects of your drug of the night, a cup of water and lime should suffice. Whether it be crack cocaine, heroin, cigarettes, prescription pills, or Instagram. You might be reading this high as a kite or as low as some bottom dwelling ocean creature but just know there is a tomorrow. Another opportunity. Of course its much easier to run to the dealer and grab some more, but you’ll be back here reading this article the next day, just a bit more poor.
It starts with your mentality. Are you going to fight for survival or submit and use the back door. As exhaustion and hunger set in you search for anything you can eat before your reality turns off. You can choose to forget what you really thought right now and continue living in your black market habitat. In a few days however you’ll be searching for a way to make it stop again.
The side effect of fighting for survival will include depression and anxiety, along with some other frightening halloween nights. Don’t look at it as a negative though because in reality it’s just another opportunity in disguise. Even if your bank account is rock bottom and your make up is smeared you could always just go for a run. Hop on your bike and pedal until you can’t feel your bum. Jump in a boat and row until your capsized on an island with only a few coconuts and crabs.
This is your opportunity to go anywhere you want. To be the person you want to be. You just have to be willing to fight. Willing to call out to Jesus Christ in a prayer. Some stubbornness always helps as you get into the ring for a boxing match against yourself, but that can be acquired as you repeat to yourself, NO! No more!
It can seem impossible to say no to depression after coming down but you don’t have to let that be a negative as society would have you believe. You can use your depression as motivation to chase and fight for your survival. In your hunt for a new hobby or career, depression can actually be a good thing. If you’re honest with yourself you can root out the source and chase it down with a big ninja sword.
Use your depression as the foundation to build your new career or hobby, your new direction for life. It’s a good thing to feel depression. It means your alive. You’re not numb to this world but rather hurting from where it’s left you. Don’t stop with the foundation but continue to create and construct. When you look back you’ll realize how strong and smart you’ve become.
And always remember it’s impossible to do drugs if you’re running, pedaling, or rowing while shouting NO MORE!
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<div class="texti">You know I always wonder how so many normies can exist. Why do you enjoy having your ears tickled just to fit in, it’s my worst nightmare. An AI bubble of conformists agreeing with your every ideological line of wisdom. Never questioning or throwing out an original idea, just a perfect repeater jumping in line.
When I think of my best friends it’s never the dude that’s too scared to voice his opinion. The man that can’t defend his reaction as he cries into the social media wind. Where are the revolutionaries, the critical thinkers, and philosophers. We used to call them red pill but taking it now just means you lose 3 digits from your bank account. It’s sad seeing weak men trying to justify a man that is willing to die for his opinion when they can’t even create their own original thought.
Every male coach and manosphere artist painting a picture of retardation so you pull out the checkbook. Selling you self help courses with a dose of their alpha male e-book. Men unable to question their own thought process as they become a fish on the hook. Swallowing the narrative as the treble starts to poke in the back of your beta male throat.
Taking the bait you try to escape, only to find out the shit is lodged deep in your personality and fate. Accepting the reality that was created for you, wishing there was some way for it to change. Just one more episode of Netflix and maybe things will metabolize. Hoping for someone to point out the path just so you can take a break from the mundane.
Real brothers will tell you how it is, regardless of your fantasies and anime hoodies. Maybe the truth hurts, or maybe you forgot to wear your armor as you try and fight the spiritual war. Friends come and go, but brotherhood is something that lasts a lifetime in this shallow existence we call life. So where do you see yourself when someone questions your fallacy, cling to destruction or embrace the unique..
This is the difference between a friend group and a brotherhood, the realities that set in when your boy speaks some truth. Another night out with your Gucci and diamonds hanging from your neck. Fancy watch and car, surrounded by fakes and frauds with no conversation, as the night starts to progress you’re still left feeling empty with no meaning at all.
Walk alone if you must, but there’s no reason to ignore your homies just to jerk off into lust. Obviously many men are drones wrapped in conformity silicone. Societies been completely redesigned, as an original opinion becomes shadow banned into oblivion. Hated for originality the only option is to become a clone, an AI bot, or accept reality as it is.
Speaking with empathy, a real man understands, a world filled with lonely adventures will having you enjoying the pain. Wishing there was more, only to realize it’s a figment of the social construct you’ve been praying for. Real hearts and minds will start to appreciate the individualism you chant for as you remove the hook from your jaw.
That’s when you know it’s a brother, a man you can trust. Whether battlefield or police station it’s a dude you can thrust. (Wait that was kinda gay.) Whether battlefield or police station you know it’s a dude you can no homo with as you fight the patriarchy. Damn hold on let’s just change the subject.
In a fallen world humor becomes the spear on the front line, most unable to laugh at themselves as they become the pillar destroying their own success. A foe on their own battlefield staring them in the eyes, disgruntled hate and projection become their only attack as they collapse in a pile of their own shit. Casting out ideas just so they can feel justified in their illusionary rhythm of ideological success. Identity politics becoming the queen on the chessboard of neglect.
Where o’ where are the revolutionaries, the critical thinkers, and philosophers. The pastors, and preachers, warriors, and tin foil hat wearing adventurers. Our world is starving for a bit of reality as zombies and robots take control. What do you want in your life? Brothers or social circles twerk clapping the floor..
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<div class="texti">Making friends in the modern world is close to impossible unless your a yes man conformist. People have become so fickle and fake they don’t even have their own personality or opinion. They repeat everything they hear in the main stream and absorb their programming without question. You’re not allowed to disagree or voice a unique opinion without being shunned and attacked or passive aggressively ignored.
It’s quite pathetic when you really think about it but that’s the world we now live in. Everyone in mouth covers and fickle over every little detail in life. You must adhere to their political ideology, their government worship ideology, their vaccine ideology, their sport worship ideology, how tall the earth is ideology, the speed the earth spins ideology, what color your shoes are ideology, how long your pubic hair is ideology. <– Not really but it’s pretty much gotten to that point. If you don’t agree with everyone someone says you are blocked and unfriended.
Society and it’s gang of narcissistic flying monkeys can’t handle real friendship. It would destroy the mask they pretend to wear in front of their peers in society. They feel the need to attack with passive aggressive nonsense, calling you a Karen when in reality they meet the description. Getting emotional and stupid over vaccines or some other retarded topic defeated with common sense. Just because I don’t want to inject myself, or future kids, with random chemicals from a corporation that’s been caught in court lying and causing medical problems.
I mean, you seriously gotta be stupid and brainwashed to think 50+ injections of chemicals for a small baby is normal or okay…. call me your programmed “anti vaxer” line or call me whatever you want, you’re a fucking moron if you think it’s a good idea to inject 50+ chemicals into a baby before its a year old. But yeah, block me and call me names because society told you vaccines are good. Berate and attack people because they don’t wear an ineffective piece of paper over their mouth. Attack me because I didn’t vote for the “lesser of two evils”. Fuck maybe you’re just stupid as fuck for thinking a politician is going to save you. I’m sorry I’ll stop being sexist and racist.
Now a days we have SIMPs calling real men Karen’s and Karen’s calling real men SIMPs. For standing on truth and fighting back with it you will be attacked by all aspects of the delusional systematical zombie horde. It’s enough to drive a crazy man sane, the world we live in is so fucking dull and boring with these types of people. They claw and cling to the system that destroys them only to be given a tiny crumb, as they watch their slave master shovel down the entire cake.
It becomes impossible to build real friendships and relationships in a society run in this fashion, like a slave ship as we all are being told to row. Conformity is king and you better bow down. I must be nuts though right? Cuz you didn’t hear the conformity gospel from TikTok approving your right to your opinion to think this. If you don’t agree with every letter in every word of every sentence we can’t be friends.
What’s funny is I’ve never blocked anyone in my life. I’ve never removed someone from my life because of something they said or thought. Repetitive disrespect however is a different subject all together, but if you think the politicians are lizard people from the center of the spinning earth ball that were injected into the lava by the semen of a distant dinosaur god man beast with 3 wings and 4 sexual reproductive organs I wouldn’t disband you.
I’d probably ask you to make a video game with me. People these days are too fucking fickle with all their ridiculous opinions that weren’t even created by them. Their entire identity was forged by the programming of society. Their software’s been hacked and they can no longer function as a human being with any empathy. Compile this with social distancing and literally no social skills our society is left in loneliness as each member straps on their face mask and hides in their room.
Self inflicted depression while attacking those that teach a different way of thinking. What would I know though, I’m just a sexist, racist, homophobic, women hating, delusionalistic, conspiracy theoristy, anti vaxing, flat earther terrorist living in my mom’s closet.
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<div class="texti">We’re the ones that spawned from the narcissistic baby boomers. The first generation to hit reality while at the same time being the first paramedic on scene. We’re either suicided, drugged out, barely holding on to sanity, or faking it inside the system. We’ve watched everything great, turn into a steaming pile of horse shit. Our childhood could have been amazing if it wasn’t for the shadow hiding behind every thought.
As we grew up we watched people change, society change, social media, internet, faster and faster it went. From beeps and blips of dial-up to modem glitching in Halo 2 multiplayer on the Xbox 360. Never given a choice or solution to the torment we denied beneath. Watching atrocities unfold on the television as they control every aspect of thought. Trying to save the world you just fell for another 9/11 psyop.
We’re the generation no one talks about, black sheep of the family no one gives a fuck about. Speak some truth and even your family beats you down with a hockey stick. We were on OG Myspace trolling the streets before WiFi became a reason for you to cry when the power goes out. The war on consciousness you’ve never thought about, biting down on your retainer of propaganda cool aide and head gear never questioning your reality ya left in the freezer like an icey pop.
Boomers, zoomers, and normies on rotation as the gen y’s take the invasion of internet hate. Thinking for ourselves and questioning your modern day mindset, as your dancing on TikTok trying to get laid by some Instagram thot. Questioning reality as your barking in the comments about the left vs right paradigm. Wake up zaboomer if voting mattered they wouldn’t even let you do it. Decades of life devoted to statism as you spit bars for your presidential savior.
Generation Y is forced to sit back and watch, raising our voice only to be called crazy for the hundredth time. Beta males ruling the system as feminists cheer them on, we have no choice but to hide as the system takes your hand. Turning up PartyBoi69 so the beat can take back our mind, questioning reality as the normies collect their jabs for jobs and cheeseburger voucher collabs.
Wishing we were born in another time period to build a farm with a beautiful feminine lady, snapping back to reality so we can be solicited by empowered women for their Only Fans. The pinnacle of modern women’s success is going viral on social media and selling lewd pictures on the internet or working in an office paying taxes like a man. What a world we live in where the wheel of society is broken yet it keeps going round n’ round.
Everyone needing constant validation for throwing ping pong balls in a cup as their IQ drains out from the 5G microwaves. Running back to their bubble of narcissism so their feelings don’t get hurt. Wondering to myself where is the social contract I’m forced to abide by, meanwhile all my accounts are banned for speaking up about the agenda at hand.
It’s amazing how many people prance around this place with no real skill sets or intelligence yet have no problem running their mouth as an expert. Big titties and ass will give you a platform to speak from, as simps line up like minions, only to watch her drag ass across the carpet like a dog with worms. Pathetic cowards giving up critical thinking for a women living on easy mode.
Never forget it was Gen Y that brought you back from the dead, from a zombie larping an ideological pre-made mindset. Downloaded from Netflix or Facebook as you harp some monologue mainstream bullshit. You forgot how to think for yourself silly slave where’s your mind at?
If you can’t question your beliefs with out cognitive dissonance maybe the delusions you believe aren’t true. After spending decades in government run schools how can you even trust your instincts as you take another chemical jab from Johnson and Johnson. Blaming the neighbors you never seem to truly uncover the propaganda that’s been laid out.
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<div class="texti">There’s nothing worse than listening to some blue haired Twitch feminist talking about how he loves being cucked by his wife, as he rambles on about his self perceived confusions and lack of critical thinking against some self proclaimed red pill guru on some douchey pod cast. Yet this is where the “red pill movement” is in the current stage.
Whether it be some pick me chick regurgitating 20 year old manosphere concepts or the lame grifter applying his beta male mentality to the red pill movement to collect a few coins. Those that think for themselves, focused on self improvement, and generally want to help their community grow, are silenced by shadow bans and censorship while the narcissistic take control of each grass roots movement.
The real concepts behind the original “red pill” are brushed under the rug so these jokers can collect their e-paycheck. Never embracing the ideologies of self reflection required to grow physically or mentally, sucking down another vaccine of conformity mainstream.
The clown space on the other side jumps on board attacking the wanna be red pillars until the entire movement is saturated with bullshit and drama. Each social media video becoming less about questioning society and more about generating views for revenue. There is no more red pill or blue pill, only green pill. Each side barking like dogs in the comments as the shills and crisis actors plant the seeds of division among the ignorant for a few wheels of cheese.
Everyone pretending their words are gospel, never mentioning the Bible in their search for truth among the zombie apocalypse. This is why labels can be quite dangerous, regardless of which one you wear, there’s always someone willing to manipulate it into a cash cow. It doesn’t matter whether your tie is blue or red, whether you voted for one puppet or another, society gets caught up in some low IQ soap opera so they can feel relevant as they dish out insults on >insert podcast name here<.
Real critical thinking and conversation are pushed out the door, all so the normies can feel safe in their delusions of obedience. Where oh where are the critical thinkers? The self improvement homemakers? Lost at sea waiting to be gobbled up by psyop Kraken monsters..
There’s no point in mentioning names as these internet celebrities are repeated and recycled over and over again. Like a printing press churning out the same personalities as no one has the ability to stand on their own. Popularity and riches are the main goal over helping another human grow and become someone of value.
Viewers and conversations turned into numbers and money as another man pretends to care. Single women chasing internet clout riding the red pill as she hits 40 chasing her YouTube subscriber count. Ridiculing the very women she has become, another self focused career lackey with no husband or family as her collection of cats starts to grow.
Skeptics unable to upload a video to social media without being banned, the original red pill movement is most certainly dead. Replaced by sensationalism and everyone playing the victim, on all sides of the round table no one able to take responsibility for the things they say. Yet these very same people have the biggest platforms, thousands of millions tune in for their daily dose of programming, never questioning a thing as they larp and defend.
Meanwhile food prices have tripled as the elite dish out their climate crisis non-sense to a crowd of chemically boosted lemmings ready to jump off a bridge. Where oh where are the critical thinkers? The self improvement homemakers? Lost at sea waiting to be gobbled up by psyop Kraken monsters..
The original red pill movement exiled to the dark web, as mainstream platforms prefer division and hate over truth and accountability. Souls being sold on the black market like a modern day slave market as many jump on the bandwagon. “Gimme some more drama and hate so I can make a reaction video to grow my Patreon account. Just one more response video so I can prove to the world I’m the coolest grifter red pill guru dating coach conformity booster piller.”
Social media loving each video of hate you produce, as they collect millions off your cries for social change while the elite brainwash the movement into another agenda. Unable to see past this reality, just to become another fanboy subscribed to red pill guru’s OnlyFans.
The reality is anyone that spends their life on social media is brain dead. Wasting your life away to appease the applause of conformity just to be looked down on like a worm digging in the dirt. Never challenging yourself with new ideas or hobbies as your backbone disappears, unable to stand up for your own opinions or ideas.
As depression and anxiety eat away at your heart like a modern day plague, prescription pills and self induced pain become the normalized cow pie. It’s time you realize that even a worm can turn a pile of shit into a rich mound of compost, fertilizing your crops as you start to grow something of value in your fields of self reflection and discipline. Where oh where are the critical thinkers? The self improvement homemakers? Lost at sea waiting to be gobbled up by psyop Kraken monsters..
Not only do we have these fake traditional women larping the red pill while chasing an internet career but now Only Fans chicks are script reading it as well. Everyone trying to cash in on the collapse of strong men and women..
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<div class="texti">When I first stumbled onto this gold mine recipe for the best marijuana plants you could ever grow it was honestly mind blowing. I was standing in the field looking at 7-10 marijuana plants, erm, bushes, erm, they where actually like trees. I stand 6’2″ or 190cm and they were at least a foot taller than me. The stalks were the size of my forearms. The nugget cone was abundant and beautiful. What was the secret?
The placement of this patch of marijuana plants happened to be on top of my old rabbit poop dump area. It was absolutely drenched in rabbit poop and pee. The entire ground area was at least five or six inches thick with nothing on top. I planted young clones inside the pen in early spring. With a little trimming along the way I literally didn’t have to do a thing.
Using rabbit poop is beneficial for many reasons. Unlike other fertilizers that can burn and kill your plants, rabbit poop won’t kill your plant. No matter what. You could literally have a cup of fresh rabbit poop, plant your seed or clone, and it will grow like crazy. I have tried many types of growing from hydro to clay to LED to HPS and MH to soil to outdoor and indoor.. ect. By far rabbit poop is the best method I have ever used indoor or outdoor.
The poop itself has very little smell, if at all. It’s not like other manure and actually holds to the strength and size of the clay grow medium used in hydro growing. Instead of having to worry about chemical percentages and the perfect recipe, simply throw in some rabbit poop and just water them. You won’t kill your plants and they will be absolutely beautiful. You might ask yourself where on earth can you get a of rabbit poop. For me, that answer was simple. Raise them!
There are many ways to do this that can benefit you in more ways than one. You can raise them in cages and collect directly from them. As well as some babies to grow your colony or sell them to friends or on craiglist. You can actually make a decent profit selling bunnies on the side while collecting your own poop. You can raise them this way for meat as well.
If you enjoy rabbit and don’t mind the butcher process (which is actually very humane, simple, and easy), you can actually get yourself a very good stream of good quality meat for very cheap. If you enjoy hunting and have your own property you can also raise them for free range.
Personally I did a mix of it all. I raised my rabbits for a month or two and then would release them. On my property I built a few brush piles for their houses. Simply piled up some brush, threw down a tarp, piled some more brush, and they really enjoyed it. I also planted my front field as a food plot. I planted clover, alfalfa, all the way to sunflower seeds, trees, and fruit bushes.
All kinds of things and then simply let the field grow out. Starting with just three rabbits I had over 100 in less than a year. I could hunt them, use them for manure by placing scraps or cracked corn in a certain area, I could catch them in cages with food to sell or butcher. It was the best of all worlds. Free range rabbits are ideal for any property.
Almost any plant I used with rabbit manure grew like nothing I had seen before. In the garden, my marijuana plants, starting seeds. Everything. They work so well and teamed up with the other benefits of raising rabbits it was really a no brainer. It replaced many things in my arsenal and made the process so much simpler by just using rabbit poop. Plus it’s fun to raise baby bunnies.
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<div class="texti">When you step back and look at the education system, television, media, colleges, ect. real creativity seems to take a back seat. No where does anyone teach you to acquire hobbies or learn NEW things in the main stream. Most people get home from work and sit down by the television for the night or literally sit in front of it all day. If you ask someone what their hobbies are you usually get a very shallow answer like buying guns, getting coffee, or “facebook”. Now don’t get me wrong, I love buying guns but buying guns itself is not really a hobby. Shooting your gun a few times a year is not really a hobby either. Investing long term time, energy, and skill into a skill like reloading or target practice however is a great hobby. This is how I define a hobby and you will see why.
You might be a little confused on why I separate short term fun of buying a gun and shooting it once in a while against reloading or regular target practice. The difference between the two seems tiny but the results can be quite different for your mind. At least mine. For example, if I go out shooting every weekend just for fun blasting holes in fruits and water jugs I’m not building a skill set. I’m not pushing myself to become better or grow in any way.
Another example for me is getting into a buy craze. I didn’t spend a lot of money but I was constantly trading guns and shooting and trying new ones. I had a few I kept long term but a lot of them I traded and just kept shooting different guns. At the end of it I didn’t grow or obtain any new skills other than perhaps minimal knowledge on shooting a variety of weapons in a standard situation. Not that valuable compared to the mental enjoyment of seeing yourself grow each time you go out for target practice to get better. I don’t really look at it as a competition with myself either, but rather seeing myself improve from dedication of time and hard work. Whether it be at the reloading table or the shooting bench.
When I get caught up in the fake version of what hobbies have become I find myself less happy. I’m not learning anything new of value and it can’t really be applied to my life to benefit me in anyway. It simply drains me or my bank account. Real hobbies however, can be quite beneficial financially and mentally. There’s a simple joy in feeding your chickens or quail every day. Collecting some eggs and perhaps even butchering a few for a good meal.
On top of that you can sell chicks or meat as well. Learning how to raise these animals is the challenge and the feeling of success when you accomplish this is much more rewarding. You learn many skills along the way that can be applied to many areas of your life. Not to mention there’s a nice reward for winning a shooting competition if your aim get’s good enough. Or perhaps even a trick shot artist. These types of hobbies bring joy as you get better and improve. It brings a joy to your self and builds self confidence.
I have felt a direct correlation to my own health. If I ever stopped participating in my favorite hobbies I would slowly become more depressed. If I stopped learning and growing in my hobbies it really starts to set in. This would happen quite a bit in past relationships. A lot of women would get jealous or angry about me having quality hobbies and try and distance me from them. Girlfriends would shame me about things I enjoy just so I would stop. Once I saw what they where doing I never looked back! Never let anyone keep you from this growth and discovering new hobbies because it does impact your mental health.
There’s many times when I’d be out filling water bowls, carving wood, working on the food forest, or building animal houses and I would have total mental clarity. I would find myself in a total peace and find joy in what I was doing. The scripture I had been reading would be clear and obvious to my situation and the realities we face on this plane. My problems would find answers and things would simplify themselves. Stress would disappear with growth in it’s place.
This is why hobbies, or lack there of, can be dangerous without growth. You’ll start to find fake or materialistic ways to satisfy your depression. You’ll allow yourself to make poor decisions over and over again stuck in the hamster wheel. A real problem in the MGTOW movement is this depression that stems from lack of real hobbies and growth. A lot of men are stuck in a red pill rage unable to find themselves again after several brutal divorce’s or relationships.
Unable to move past the women bashing and anger. I don’t blame them at all because I’ve been there myself. That’s why I share this because this is how I have always found myself and my peace. How I have always found my individualism and my identity. My hobbies are what define me. Not my job, not my career, not my relationships, not my social life. My hobbies are where I draw my joy in life. My solitude and energy. Without them I’d be miserable, still stuck in a place of real anger and rage.
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<div class="texti">Many times in life were faced with difficult situations and choices that will reflect those decisions in the future. Often times we don’t stop to actually reflect on where these choices, in these situations, will lead too in the future. Many times we don’t even stop to think about it at all. We carry on our show as if nothing happened, never realizing who we hurt or the repercussions from our actions.
Most people are sold into an alternative reality involving social media, television, and the small bubble that they live in. Most people don’t take the time to get to know the strange person and the uniqueness goes unnoticed in day to day life. People look them selves in the mirror many times a day, some people several times a day snapping photo after photo, but none of these people stop to reflect.
This can be one of the most difficult things for anyone to do. To set aside your bags of pride, to let down your shield of ego, to forget about the wounds, to wash away the tears, and to reflect on yourself. To look yourself in the mirror and ask your self the real questions. What the fuck are you doing?! What are you doing with your life?! Why the fuck are you hurting people just to get some fake ass money?! Or just to grab some damn attention?! What are you taking all these photos for? Why are you lying to everyone around you to maintain an image?! Is what I believe about life, science, the earth, space, is it even real?! Do I even fucking know?!
Learning how to hold up the mirror is one of the most valuable skills you could ever imagine yet so many are scared to walk into the fun house. To see yourself for who you really are. To admit to yourself, and everyone else who you really are. To accept it. To let it out. At this point, and only at this point, will you be able to move on. Only then will you be able to start to see your faults, accept them, and stop being so afraid to show them at the expense of fitting in. People make the mistake of taking my writings as the rants of someone of real anger but the reality is the sarcasm is heavier than a megalodon. I’ve already come to the reality I’m a douche a bag. A troll. But I’m an honest troll. I don’t mind admitting I live under the bridge. I don’t mind showing off my neck beard. The reality is the trolls delete their own comments off my content.
Coming to the reality that I’m nothing but a douche bag came from looking in the mirror. Admitting and accepting this reality was a bitter pill to swallow. I was nothing but a narcissistic cunt chasing my own ego in a circular jerk motion of never ending evolutionary bullshit. A lot of people mock the things I say or the ideas I express and if I hadn’t held up the mirror to myself years ago, and to this day, I wouldn’t have the courage to stand my ground against all these poor content trolls. To be honest with you the feminist crowd doesn’t stand a chance because they know they are miserable. Deep down they know feminism has fucked them harder than Ron Jeremy in the 80’s. Deep down they have no real fight. The real cowardly haters I get come from nearby, those that claim to be apart of the same group.
As you can see the consequences from avoiding the mirror come in on both sides. People hide behind masks and lies avoiding the truth at every expense. People will curse and kick when the reality is it’s usually directly their fault. They blame everyone and everything around them and most men won’t hold up the mirror to a women, let alone themselves. So around we go in the societal whirlwind, never stopping to look in the mirror. Never stopping to question our motives, our agenda, what we stand for, who we would stand for. We walk around as empty voids, having no soul or essence, just a character or clown putting on a show, juggling a few pins with a smile, looking for the next quarter in the cup.
Where does it all lead? What’s the point? So you get millions, then what? So you get all the pussy? So you get all the attention? So you get all likes on facebook? So you’re followed by millions on instagram? Then what? OOO soo popular. Soo cool. You know I didn’t even have an instagram until about 2 weeks ago when I transfered my photos over so it was easier to upload. I didn’t care about your stupid ass on instagram posting boob selfies all day and I still don’t! It’s pathetic to see how many millions of women do this shit on all social media just for some likes. You ain’t even making money!!!!!!! 3 million followers? Hahaha you don’t make anything on instagram and youtube pays like a gum ball machine. Pew Die Pie has like 50 trillion subscribers yet I don’t know who he is. I don’t watch him. Don’t care. All this nonsense, chasing and playing games just for a few likes. These women come on my instagram, follow me, like a few photos, but it’s all just a trick, if you follow them back they unfollow you and move on. Bing bang, next! They have no conscious, like a robot crawling your page for any search juice. They probe and prick any ounce of attention from you and your profile and move on. Faster than a google bot shes on to the next dude and dick.
What the fuck are we doing it for?! Day after day we continue the same circus show putting on fake smiles with clown paint and a thumbs up for .00013 seconds of entertainment. We already live in a society that’s mocked by 10 year old movies like Idiocracy. We live in a world where people pull out their phone to record instead of beating down that douche bag in a costume using his badge as an excuse to unleash his narcissistic rage on some unsuspecting victim. We live in a world where every action we take is to build the subscriber count or bring in more followers. Fuck man it’s so pathetic the lives we live. Chasing these pennies thrown down by a corporation that milks our content for everything it’s worth tossing a few bones. Mean while most are willing to jump on the shoulders of others grinding their fingers into the eyes of those around them just to get a few more gum balls.
People use eachother for the moment just to make an ex jealous or fill the void temporarly while they line up their next victim. So many claim to live such a great life and will never stop to admit any of this is true while claiming I’m crazy. These are the people that can’t stand the mirror. They hate the truth. They hate anything and everything that shines light on these realities and like the vultures they are will scrape and claw at any available meat.
I’m sick of this bullshit and I’m here to hold up the mirror,
when your left sitting in your room holding back a tear,
just remember these words and know you can be a douche bag too,
and that even the douche bag has an important role in life,
here to clean out all that nasty shit that finds it’s way through,
take a moment to see yourself for who you really are,
walking around on earth living in nasa made galaxy,
thinking you’re free when asking for permission is your luxury,
paying a few dollars to get your scott lawn fertilizer,
just to impress your neighbors, grass standing in attention to the kaiser,
putting on a mask anytime you enter our modern society,
treating people as if they were dirt unless a piety,
just another day walking down the sidewalk, whistling a tune,
20 followers on instagram and you only had to give up the poon,
thinking your girdle makeup and purse make you a celebrity,
live in this lie we call reality, most put on a show,
casting off their true self living in the shadow,
i spend my weekends sitting here writing poems like Edgar Allan Poe,
i guess there’s nothing left for me to do but take a nice long walk through the meadow.
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<div class="texti">Everyone gets depressed at some point in their life unless you’re a narcissistic sociopath. The reality is we all deal with our own problems, whether mental, physical, or both. We all struggle in different ways and assuming some drug or shrink is going to help you can actually make things far more worse. You become apathetic to your depression, accepting it as a part of you when it couldn’t be farther from the truth.
We indulge in repetitious routines that continually causes harm to our body and mind. Sitting in front of a TV watching Netflix series while jamming GMO wheat covered in fake sugar down our throats, washed away by liquefied fake sugar syrup pretending its okay because it’s “diet”. As if a trip to the gym after drinking some chocolate creatine powder stuffed with GMO wheat “protein” is going to remove the layers of caked on depression. We continue our routine without another after thought.
As thousands of WiFi signals and phone frequencies bounce around your apartment you wonder why your depression hinders your sleep. Like an electronic organ your WiFi plays with your mind all night. You lay in bed looking at the ceiling wishing your depression would go away. Never once looking in the mirror taking responsibility for your own environment or actions. No one forced you to suck down another cigarette (as I smoke one right now). No one forced you to drink and eat fake foods. No one is forcing you to live in an apartment.
Depression isn’t a disease or illness. It’s a condition we choose to live with by surrounding ourselves with depression educing programs like YouTube and other social medias. Constantly comparing our lives with those on the internet that may just be a figment of our imagination. We blame the shitty world and those around us but we have the choice to move, make new friends, or simplify our life to something we can enjoy. Partaking in new hobbies and adventures wherever you may walk.
People wondering why they can’t be rich and famous or striving to buy a car they simply ride in for 20 minutes on their way to work. As they stare at a screen and click buttons on a computer they forget who they are. There soul is lost to a deity known as mammon.
Depression itself is something that never truly goes away however. It can, however, be a motivator to change something in our lives rather than seek out ways to become apathetic towards it. Depression is really just a subconscious self reflection of how YOU feel about YOUR life. Whether that reflection is based on reality, or your comparison to others is 100% on you. If your goals are materialistic and shallow the reward that follows will be too.
One of the most rewarding hobbies I ever started was raising animals, growing my own food, and harvesting everything in between. As I throw dead leaves on my lawn, watching chickens pick through it, pooping all over my plants… I can’t help but smile as my garden turns into a forest. As a new mother approaches from outside the coop she lets out a few clucks with a small army of chicks at her heels.
The rooster crows to let you know he’s the daddy as the rabbits perk up and look about. There isn’t enough prescription pills or hallucinogens that can replace the joy of playing with a new litter of baby bunnies. As they come out looking like little pigs they turn into little fuzzy fluff balls.
All of this however is not the reward. It’s simply the benefits of the hobby as you chase YOUR goal rather than one that was created for you by the very system that wants you depressed, repressed, and apathetic. Fresh eggs, vibrant plants, fruits, and veggies, fresh meat, and depending on your livestock, fresh raw milk. When combined with your dank strawberries growing in rabbit poop your mouth starts to melt. When you run out you start to realize the real reward. It was actually the entire journey as the process repeats itself.
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<div class="texti">I’ve noticed a trend in society within the last few years where you are not allowed to disagree with anyone. If you disagree and it turns into a debate or argument, after the argument one person blocks the other on social media, Whatsapp, and removes their phone number. A disagreement leads to the termination of the friendship or relationship. People have the attitude that if you disagree with them you hate them, that you want them dead, that you are their enemy. Simply put, you are not ALLOWED to disagree with anyone anymore. Or this is just the attitude they maintain to up hold their life in the bubble.
The reality is people today get so emotional when talking about politics, religion, or anything in between. They have no real understanding of these concepts, merely what they’ve heard in the media and on cartoons like American Dad or Rick and Morty. (Another cartoon that isn’t even funny but becomes popular by this same social popularity bubble. Bandwagon people jump on and recite Rick and Morty scripture like its funny to look cool.)
I’ve even had vegans jumping down my throat about how being vegan is so super awesome as they gleam at me with their discolored eyes, pale skin, and bucket of supplements. Meanwhile I’m grilling up a home grown free range chicken, getting my daily nutrients from one bite. Between the media fear mongering and college liberalism being a requirement for graduation, these people have no ability to have a debate or argue without getting emotional or cutting all ties with someone that does disagree.
One of the biggest problems with this is the bubble you create it for yourself. When you cut all ties with everyone that disagrees because they simply disagree, you leave yourself with a group that thinks exactly like you. This is one of the most dangerous things for critical thinking and individualism. If you aren’t being exposed to new ideas and concepts you will never grow or learn new things. You will never invent your own devices to accomplish unique tasks. You will stay inside the box, surrounded by other people inside the exact same box.
You will leave yourself with mundane daily conversation with people that agree with everything you say, from politics to religion, your mind is never challenged. You leave it up to the television or Netflix to do your creating for you. Your jokes, your humor, your personality starts to become that of the people you see on TV. Removing anyone and everything that disagrees with the simple block button. Your Facebook feed is left with reinforcing news and propaganda of your beliefs. Your entire friends list believes exactly as you. Your YouTube subscriptions are all people that believe exactly like you. That are doing the things you do.
Not many people allow themselves to be subject to new ideas and concepts and this bubble just gets bigger and bigger. People slowly become delusional in their belief that everyone is like that. That everyone believes the same as they do. All along these small ideas start to become the norm. Ideologies like feminism become the reality and any backlash is labeled misogynist and women hating. Many people have no problem living inside this bubble. Blocking and removing anyone that disagrees with them; but this is a very dangerous place to be as an individual, and even greater to a society.
A society that does not have the ability to entertain rational conversation questioning their own beliefs as to whether or not they are realistic, or whether or not they are even THEIR beliefs. Most people will fight to the death for beliefs that aren’t even their own, and that is a sad state to be in as a human being. At least come up with your own opinions, rather than letting those in power control that too. Often times I will hear people say exact quotes from Family Guy or the Daily Show with Jon Stewart thinking they have a clue. This is the foundation of their entire political and religious system. Dumbass quotes they heard on the television or saw in their Facebook feed. As this little social bubble continues to grow and grow….
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<div class="texti">When looking at the phenomena known as H2O2, it’s hard to over look the extreme benefits from bacteria cleaning cuts, to cleaning household goods, mouth wash, or even tooth paste. For centuries it’s been unknowingly used as a way to heal the body and remove toxicity as well. Now a days whenever I find something I really like or find useful I always research a way to create, grow, or find it naturally.
When it comes to H202 it can be quite the process to create in a lab. However in nature it seems, this process was already being carried out. From the sky to the floor H202 is being created and used in ways I never imagined. Behind the scenes the very rivers and lakes we enjoy were being cleaned every time it rained. That small amounts of this H202 were being created in the atmosphere and deposited through rain.
Hydrogen peroxide is a water molecule with an extra oxygen atom. Our upper atmosphere contains an ozone layer. Unstable ozone gives up its extra atom of oxygen to falling rainwater to form hydrogen peroxide or H202. Hydrogen peroxide is a naturally occurring compound found in nature (oceans, lakes, rivers, rain, snow, and plants) and in all life forms. The human body creates and uses hydrogen peroxide to destroy harmful bacteria, viruses, and fungi.
Ozone is created when radiation (ultraviolet light) from the sun interacts with oxygen in the atmosphere. O3 is heavier than O2 and falls toward the earth. In the lower atmosphere, ozone encounters water vapor and forms hydrogen peroxide or H2O2. Rain water and snow contain a small percentage of hydrogen peroxide which acts as a natural disinfectant in lakes, rivers and oceans. Hydrogen peroxide, ozone and ultraviolet light are a simple and effective combinations for drinking water sanitation.
I won’t bore you with all the statistics but under different conditions the H202 levels varied providing natural H202 in a way that would have been used to clean the body as well. As most would naturally drink lake, river, and rain water if it were not for corporations forcing bottled water through river and lake contamination or policies. For thousands of years it was quite common to drink water this way and considering the state of modern day health there is a clear connection to drinking acidic – no H202 water, versus alkaline H202 water.
Essentially, simply drinking natural water, especially rain water, will provide your body with a healthy amount of natural H202. Many people have taken it upon themselves to create their own food grade H202 from store bought scenarios and this works, however this might not always be an option.
Another place this process takes place is in plants. In a study done hydrogen peroxide concentrations were found in leaves under natural conditions. Leaf tissue and signaling components are explained to be where these deposits of H202 exist. Sort of like the nervous system of a plant or perhaps the communication behind it. This would explain how plant eating animals maintain health in the wild (in most cases) without falling to cancer or other diseases. It would also explain the ability to eat certain meats close to raw, if not raw, when they thrive in high H202 environments and bad bacteria requires acidic environments like those created by man made sugars, GMO’s, and vegan diets.
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<div class="texti">Many times throughout my travels I would have to go hungry because of the situation, choosing to take a certain path but missing out on the opportunity to eat. I almost always had a meal or two in my pack so it was never a big deal but knowing when to chow down is important on the road.
There has been times where I was stranded at a certain location for a long period of time with literally no choice but to go hungry. You have no options except eat your remaining food or wait it out. From personal experience I have learned that it’s better to not eat and save your food for later. Focus on a task or supplement water or juice instead. You don’t know when you’re next meal will be and in this situation it might not be until the next day.
Having to camp out in random locations or fall asleep under a tree are a normal thing for the adventure traveler and sometimes these locations don’t have a McDonalds or Oxxo. Sometimes they have little traffic as well so you’re left waiting for a ride for an extended period of time. The views and adventures and people you meet along these roads however make it worth the wait.
Imagine yourself in one of these situations as you travel to your next destination. You have some leftover food but find yourself on the back roads looking for a ride. You start to get hungry so you…
<b>A) Eat a Little Bit.
B) Don’t Eat Anything.</b>
<b>A)</b> take a moment to relax and look through your bag at your one remaining meal. You decide to eat just a little bit and stuff away the rest for later. You continue on your adventure only to find yourself in the middle of no where with little vehicle traffic. It’s mid day now, and you start to get hungry again. You take another break and pull out your remaining food. You take half of whats left and leave the rest for dinner. You continue on and find a nice big tree as the sun sets, with hopes of hearing an engine rumble all you hear are the leaves whistling in the wind.
You take a seat under the tree and slowly unpack your things for the night still hopeful of a future ride. You start to get hungry so you finish off the rest of your food, which was only a small amount by this time. You set up camp and lay down for the night. As you close your eyes your stomach starts to call out. You look through your pack one last time hopeful of a granola bar or cookie. Of course there is nothing left and you lay back down for one terrible time trying to fall asleep. You wake up in the morning hungry, upset, sleepy, but you do find a ride headed where you need that morning.
<b>B)</b> take a moment to relax and look through your bag at your one remaining meal. You think about the uncertainty of your next meal time so you decide to take a drink of water and carry on looking for a ride. You find yourself in the middle of no where with no traffic at all. It’s mid day now and you start to get really hungry. Your stomach is turning but you know you’ve only got one meal left. Keeping an eye out for fruit trees or bushes of any sort, perhaps even a place to fish could save the day but no luck so far. Hopeful of any berry bush or ride you continue on as you think about the last meal in your pack. You stumble upon a huge tree on the edge of the road as the sun is setting.
Deciding it’s the perfect place to camp out you slowly begin setting up camp still hopeful of a good samaritan headed in your direction. The sun is almost down and you hear nothing but the howl of the wind as it spins the trees around you. Hungry as ever you devour your last remaining meal as you pass out as a happy little camper. You wake up a little hungry, but happy, and notice a car headed your way . You hop in and take off.
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<div class="texti">It’s easy for men to get stuck inside the gerbil ball of the red pill loop. Seeing video after video of women acting like narcissists while abusing men can leave your mind tainted with hate. Another politician pocketing your taxes as they destroy the homeland’s heartbeat. As the truth movement slides into sociopathy they parrot emotional psychological operations with a voice that carries no weight. One thing I never understood about MGTOW is how they bash women constantly while claiming to go their own way, some strange beta male obsession with trying to change modern day female nature.
I’ll admit, when I first starting realizing that many modern women are quite cruel and heartless it made me angry. Understanding each relationship and pain suffered because of the trust placed in a women that took advantage of me. Watching society turn politicians into heroes as they robbed them behind the scenes. Young men being sent off to war to fight for the collection of some corporation’s resources and profit.
The same feelings of anger and disdain spread over all aspects of red pill rage. The truth is though, it was a part of me becoming a man. I was wasting way to much time chasing women (even if I got them). Worrying about relationships and if she was cheating, all for my fears to come true. Thinking I could wake up the world to the reality of satanic pedophile elite as they cling to their pride. It was all a waste of time as the world sees what it wants too, hiding behind labels of self defeat.
But what if I had been putting all that time into growing my business or building real networks that would benefit me and my community for years to come. What if I spent all that time practicing a new hobby and becoming an expert at it. What if I stepped outside of society and operated on my own terms to build myself as an individualist, free to think however I please.
That’s where growth and discipline come into play. By making those mistakes and learning from them I was able to find out what was truly important in my life and start focusing on it. To step away from the emotional control arms of the matrix’s spiders and find out who I really was.
The rage and imitation inside the red pill community is what keeps it from growing. When you try and copy another man or put him on a pedestal you’re simply replacing your need for validation from a women onto a man. Or turning a politician into a god as you clap away to the consent of your own community being enslaved.
Militarized police patting you on the shoulder saying ‘good boy’. Spending thousands on MGTOW alpha man’s courses and guru eBooks never taking growth into your own hands. Never picking up a book yourself and reading, a new hobby or daily discipline. The reality is men need to take this emotional rage and turn it into logical direction. Regardless of who’s flinging shit you need to be able to hold up the shield.
No one is going to be able to tell you exactly what you need to hear to motivate you, only you know where that motivation can come from based on your own stories. If you reject Jesus Christ there certainly ain’t anyone else coming to save you. Yet, imagine rejecting Jesus Christ while embracing the words of a shill, politician, or social media influencer.
It could be as easy as buying some nails, wood, and a saw; to build a new dresser or table in your house. Maybe even a chicken coop as you become more self reliant while food prices skyrocket. Maybe pick up a guitar and play a song for your flock of egg laying hens. Why waste another day trying to copy an internet junkie when you could just be yourself.
When you’re surrounded with other bitter angry men you’ll find your emotions mimicking them. Brain fog surrounding your thoughts as you remain stuck in the mud. Repeating the same propaganda for 80 years without realizing it’s a ruse. All part of their agenda to divide and conquer in some hegelian style.
You might go to the gym and work your 9-5, but mental growth goes unchecked. Never writing a poem or sketching out your dream house. Wasting your nights watching some lame ass pagan Baphomet entertainment. When you let go of the rage you start to see millions of options open up without anything more than your attempt at change; anger and rage being a part of their plan.
The truth is modern women and politicians are not your problem. Why take responsibility for their actions when you have so many possibilities for fulfillment in this short life. Why cry in social media comments about the Jews when you can’t even take care of yourself as you slam down another McDonalds milkshake. Just another Super Bowl with a tranny half time show as you guzzle down a few more Chex Mix and Bud Lights.
That’s one thing many men forget when it comes to the “red pill community” as they strap on the label of this weeks coolaid. Individualism is the most important brick in the foundation of a man’s logical DNA. Labels like MGTOW and red pill are just gatekeepers hiding the key. The JeWs DiD iT rhetoric used to control your mind like hypnosis as you repeat the words of the Pagan priest class clergy.
Getting irrationally emotional over left vs right political rhetoric as their psychological operations fly over head, stuck in the red pill anger cycle of self injected delusions. Most can’t even provide food and water from the land as they cry about politicians larping on CNN. What good is a militia when none of them can live off grid.
The revolutionaries will be searching dumpsters for food as the satanic priest class tighten their grip on societies lively hood. Can’t even sew clothes as the rebels freeze to death eating grasshopper hotpockets trying to take the Capital. What good is a revolution when our keyword commandos outnumber the self sufficient men..
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<div class="texti">Are you tired of it? I’m tired of it. I’m so tired of the ism’s and the abbreviations. I’m so sick and tired of the endless creation of these retarded concepts that are then taken and criticized by some other abbreviation. Then that abbreviation changes to a new one with a new label. Then someone else’s ism contradicts it. Then a new ism creates a new abbreviation and I don’t even know how to speak. Half the alphabet has been replaced with alternative meanings and definitions and if I say this I say that and if I don’t do this I can’t be this abbreviation or ism. ENOUGH!
SHUT UP! Why do people feel the need to label themselves. To put themselves inside a group only to be handcuffing your own growth and thought to one playing field. Why limit yourself with a label when you can simply BE YOURSELF. I like shooting guns. I like smoking weed. I hate government. I love growing vegetables. I think you’re a douche bag if you want me to pay for things in your life. I don’t mind donating to someone in need. I think religious people are hypocritical idiots. I think atheists are religious people. I think taxes are theft.
I think a traffic tickets are inland piracy (legally it is). I think abortion is wrong but I don’t stand in the way of someone doing it. (Education about health effects and mental effects after abortion are extremely hidden and secretive and very detrimental to a women). I think I should not have to pay for planned parenthood in any way. Not a single penny. If we have any form of government, locally or state, I think if you support a tax you can check it off on your tax form and pay it.
If you opt out, you opt out. I think that government should not regulate money in any way. I think that government should not be a corporation pretending to be a government. I think the liberals are brainwashed. I think republicans are bought out. I think democrats are delusional. I think anarchists are unrealistic. I think NASA is 100% propaganda in every way.
Where is my label? What do you call me? How do you openly respond with real conversation and not a rehearsed rhetoric given to you by the media? Why would I have to pay taxes on things I do not support? Why am I forced to take up a label? Why am I forced to decide between two presidential candidates with no real world experience that are actually related. Oh you didn’t know? Hilary and Trump are distant cousins. Just like Obama and Bush.
Look through history, why is it we have the same families and choices over and over again? Yet I’m forced to vote for one side or the other or I’m not an American? If I don’t choose a side I’m somehow a terrorist. If I want to live my life out on my own away from all civilization I can’t. I am harassed by building code inspectors creeping on my property when I’m at work. I’m harassed by neighbors telling me to get permits for an adobe structure. Built completely off the land from rough cut lumber and HAND DUG CLAY FROM MY OWN PROPERTY.
Why do I have to take up your stupid labels? Why am I jumping through hoops to adhere to some abbreviations “laws”. These aren’t clubs. They are cults. Every last one of them including politics. This is where some dumbass says “what about the roads” “what about the blah blah blah”. I PAY FOR THE ROADS IN THE GASOLINE TAX. You know, the thing that’s about 50% of every gallon of gas you put in your car. ALL of that is what pays for your roads.
I never even knew this until I drove a propane van for a farm van that ran on propane and didn’t have to pay the tax. So tell me again why I’m paying half my income so other people can sponge and live more vibrant than myself. So we can bomb innocent people in random countries all over the place. Over 75 countries in 100 years. Treating men like disposable tampons all so the elite can accomplish their agenda. Leaving strong men in a state of crisis upon return to no love and only hate. No help, no way to pay taxes towards help, no mens shelters. Nothing. Giving up everything only to be turned into a terrorist.
This finally boiled into a mental explosion for me. I see this everywhere. I see constant label making, and then the opposed will grab that label and spin off in 20 minutes of nonsense against that abbreviation or label. You’re THIS, so you MUST BE THAT. Over and over and over and over. I can’t imagine this mental process of having to deal with this personally. Having to jump into labels and meet criteria and please the opinions of others just to fit in. How is that individualism? How is that freedom?
Why is it necessary to be apart of some group or organization to actively participate in goals and achieve them? You can work in a group without a label. You can achieve goals without a label. Not only this but it is very easy to de-rail a movement by it’s own label. The media completely disarmed ANY militia movement with the Oklahoma Bombing. Which had nothing to do with the militia. How many militias where active after that bombing? Not many. Why? They where terrorists to the public and media. By labeling yourself you simply make yourself a hog roast for a hungry lion.
Jumping from one mental prison to another is hardly the answer. When you finally catch that moment of realization that none of that is going to do what you need it too. It will always leave you in the same boat with no paddle. It’s time to put away the label maker. Better yet, carve it into a prison shank. Shank that nasty label maker guard and take the keys. Liberals: Don’t actually stab anyone…
Let yourself out and see what’s like to have true mental freedom. Freedom to walk your path whichever way that may be. It’s your choice. You have free will. Travel, start a business, work hard and save some money, scrub toilets while you plan it out. It doesn’t matter. Throw on some classic hip pop and sit back with a realistic plan and a few goals. See how far you are compared to your last 3 months of label making and arguing null points with no reward.
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<div class="texti">Getting hit with a sledgehammer hurts. Just dropping one on your toe can be painful. Now imagine having 5 large men come into your home and hit everything in your house with a sledgehammer and boomeranging them at your head before they leave. This is about the equivalent to waking up. Taking the red pill will change your life forever. The moment your delusions come crashing down and reality hits you can be devastating. It can also be extremely liberating. It’s hard to describe this exact feeling. As if you’ve been wearing blinders your entire life and someone rips them off and your left seeing everything you had been ignoring for so long.
Most of the people reading this article will know this feeling. They will know the anger, the frustration, the anxiety, the emotional roller coaster of seeing our reality. All of these feelings are justified. Being angry at corruption and evil is righteous. Getting angry about liars, manipulators, and game players is nothing short of reasonable. It becomes a problem when you get stuck on these emotions though. When you get hung up on these realities.
When you dwell on these things it simply eats you up from the inside out. Slowly you become more and more angry taking out frustrations on innocent people. Understanding how and when to step back and look at yourself is key to growing as a human being. Changing your behavior or reading a self help book won’t work. The reality is you need to understand why you do something in order to stop doing it and grow. You wanting to quit smoking will be extremely difficult if you don’t understand the reasons that cause you to want a cigarette.
I wish I could give you a list of things to do to grow. With plants it’s easy. I simply have to water them and give them some rabbit poop / fertilizer and put them in the sun. Simple. Effective. Humans however, it’s not that easy. Wanting to grow comes with the reality of taking responsibility for your actions, reflecting on yourself and how you treat people, and analyzing your goals.
It comes from looking at your past, present, and future while being able to confront yourself and search out truths that may or may not contradict your entire reality. If you can’t question what you believe without getting emotional perhaps there’s a reason for that. Perhaps there’s a reason you get emotional before questioning your belief system. Perhaps there’s a reason you feel hot, angry, and tempered over certain topics of politics, religion, or Jesus Christ. Have you ever asked yourself WHY?
Looking at yourself in the mirror is not an easy thing to do. To question your motives for why you help someone or why you were willing to do something for them. Was it for your own gain? Was it simply to help them? Was it to get one over on them so they owe you a favor? See, most people will help others in a hard spot, but most people aren’t doing it simply to help. Most people have an agenda. I’ve noticed this in myself as well.
I often say there are no good people in this world, and the best of the bunch simply have good intentions. Example: If I pull over to help someone change a tire it might be because I simply want to help. When I notice that she’s a beautiful, curvy, foreign real estate agent my motives my sway from helping to getting a phone number. What started as me wanting to help ended in me going after some tail. We have good intentions but our human nature gets in the way.
Another thing you will learn about yourself when you look in the mirror is that you are not much different from the people you dislike. It’s often your own qualities that you find yourself hating in other people. When you take the time to self reflect it humbles you. It brings you back to the reality that you aren’t much different than the blue piller. They are simply one truth behind you. You’ve paid the same illegal taxes, you’ve supported the same corrupt military industrial complex, you’ve voted the same slave masters, you both clap when a grown man throws a rubber sphere into a basket. We are all guilty of these things. The thing to remember though is even a plant can’t grow in the dark.
Seeing things as they are and reflecting on yourself creates a peace and joy in your life. You don’t get as angry about others faults or mistakes. Just like a plant, we need food; we need truth and red pills. We also need sunshine. Hiding who we are or what we are stops growth. Analyze yourself in full light and see how much faster you will grow. You can’t self reflect when you’re hiding your worst traits. Most people get stuck in their emotional red pill rage because they expect the world to change. They expect things around them to change because they woke up.
The reality is that it’s not going to. That it will only get worse and being angry about it only hurts you. It only stops YOU from growing. The hot girl next door riding the cock carousel getting a free dinner every night doesn’t care that you woke up. She doesn’t care about red pills. Neither does the Vatican or their fake jew bankers. Like a freight train slowing down for a kitten on the tracks, it’s not going to happen. Accepting this gives you peace and the desire to want to grow yourself.
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<div class="texti">Looking back on the time before I left, many friends and family were the opposite of supportive. Many had tall tales of my death at the hands of the cartel. Some said I’d be back, and others were simply indifferent. In general the theme of their words maintained the story line of fear. They projected their own fears onto me when they tried to picture them selves doing the same thing.
I actually had only one friend that showed any sort of support at all and it was tied with the expression that I would return one day. Every single other person threw up their 5 gallon bucket of non-sense on every aspect of my adventure. This projection is a toxic thing and often times can keep someone from chasing after their dream. If I wasn’t so stubborn and adventurous I might have heeded some of their warnings.
The reality is though, not a single one of their warnings came to be. Every single time I was without food, it was provided. When I went without water, it was given to me. When I needed a place to sleep, I found one. There was never really any doubt in my adventure as far as safety. I can honestly say not one time did I ever feel threatened in any way. Especially in Mexico, the USA is a bit shadier in the cities whereas Mexico, other than Mexico City itself, is rather peaceful.
I was prepared though, with knives and other defensive objects as I was on my adventure but often times found myself never needing them. Not even close. My expectations of could be trouble never materialized. The fear that they had pumped into me never showed itself. In fact, it was the exact opposite the entire time.
Fear of having to pay bills, gone. Fear of getting another speeding ticket, gone. Fear of not paying credit debts, gone. Fear of losing my job, gone. Fear of my insurance being valid, gone. Fear of losing my stuff, gone. Fear of economic collapse, gone. All my fears had vanished upon starting this adventure. No matter how big or small they completely vanished.
Looking back now, I kind of laugh at all the remarks that were made to me. Some of those still to this day ignore me when I extend a greeting. As if they can’t even speak to me because my life literally contradicts all of their delusions.
They feel guilt for pushing their fear and deep down they know they are truly a coward so they remain silent. They don’t have the balls to admit what they did was childish or own up to it. They simply ignore and continue their delusion.
Living in this box of fear is a scary place to be, and many times those fears are what keep us inside it. People project theirs onto you in hopes of keeping you inside this box, with no consideration for you.
Living in this box of guilt is a scary place to be, and many times those guilts are what keep us inside it. People manipulate others to remain at their beck and call, limiting you to their intentions.
Living in this box of doubt is a scary place to be, and many times those doubts are what keep us inside it. People say faith in Jesus Christ is a cage but the reality is, my faith is what got me through that door, and in fear, I’ll live no more.
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<div class="texti">Setting sail on a beautiful new journey,
From the top of a wave I realize I’m never returning,
The world around me shrinks down to what’s present,
As the wind picks up my adventure will never relent.
Smiling ear to ear as the pain is tucked away,
Forgetting about the past and future rapidly,
Looking into the horizon as the sun climbs its ladder,
Failing to realize I’m all alone in this matter.
As I reach open ocean isolation starts to creep in,
Wondering what I’m doing I take a peak back,
Only to see a city on fire with zombies on the march,
As they devour every living soul the sky starts to turn black.
Land locked by the masses my mind starts to cave in,
I take a new heading and alter the sail,
Deep ocean we’re coming as my patience wears thin,
Picking up speed as we ditch unnecessary cargo.
Cutting through the water our movement becomes largo,
Turning on auto pilot we prepare for the coming adventure,
Working up a sweat near the tropics hoping to not get calenture,
Jumping in the ocean to keep my cool as the sun reaches the ceiling.
Wondering why so many choose to live in the city,
The very thought of my freedom being so lonely,
As my joy slides across the ice it’s stopped by the goalie,
Laughing in my face like an invasion of the soviet army.
At the helm steering my vessel in the direction of freedom,
Noticing a storm on the horizon with a wall of destruction,
As the world flashes before my eyes it starts to close in,
Gathering my gear I prepare for the battle.
As lighting punches the water it starts to erupt,
Waves the size of skyscrapers start to corrupt,
My boat is losing integrity as it takes another upper cut,
Disoriented and confused as the hull takes one to the gut.
As reality sets in I make a run for the emergency raft,
Collecting my supplies I’m left to wonder how it happened,
As water shorts out the power my survival becomes blackened,
Screaming MAYDAY would do nothing but attract local sharks.
Climbing into the raft I take one last look,
As the ocean steals my boat like a thief in the night,
My heart starts to sink as the storm begins to fade,
Knowing now I couldn’t handle the fight.
Dehydration and exhaustion begin to attack,
Wishing I had stuffed one more water bottle into my pack,
Wondering if anyone will find me my soul starts to drown,
Looking back on my life with nothing but a frown.
As the days pass by it gets harder to push on,
Having no control over the current situation,
I spark up my last joint over looking creation,
Praying for a miracle I stare at the sun.
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<div class="texti">You can’t really shut off lust. You can’t really control it per say. What you can do though, is learn and realize the consequences that come from lust and where it will lead you. You can look at a beautiful women with a great body and think to yourself, children, loss of house, loss of assets, rape accusations, stalking accusations, drama, verbal abuse, physical abuse, loss of money, expensive dinner dates, nagging, control, manipulation, ect. Using your logic to fight back allows you a moment of clarity. A moment of AH HAH!
The reality is everyone lusts. Everyone on this planet has looked at another person with lust. There is no exception. We all struggle with this. Many times in my life the emotions of lust have led me to do things I later regretted, saw no value in, or saw the consequences that could have come from that situation later on. In the moment it was fantastic of course, only to realize these things later on.
The problem when I was younger is I had no shield against that lust. I had no way of putting those emotions into something more positive and valuable. The lust took over and prepared me for the blue pill life. The blue pill life of lusting over women non-stop. Doing everything they want, stressing, working, and living all for the women and the lust that fueled her engines.
Our society uses every chance it gets to hammer us with advertising, music, and movies that portray extreme lust as normal and ok. No one stops to think about the damage it does to a man and his life. The reality is lust can only benefit the women in the long run. In the long run lust can consume and control a man. Whereas, lust for a women usually only brings benefits. Women can use lust to their advantage, from free drinks to free houses. For a man, it leaves him in a state of cognitive dissonance, wondering how to win in a lose lose situation.
There are exceptions obviously, lusting after your biblical, submissive, caring, compassionate, empathetic wife or husband is hot. The biblical marriage itself is something notable and worthy. A man guiding and leading his household under the authority of Jesus Christ with a supportive loving women at his side; wanting to make more children, growing his family and mind all at the same time. This is the .000000001% though. Most modern women despise the bible and what it teaches. They hate being submissive to Jesus Christ, let alone a MAN!
Our society and women have created an environment where lust thrives like bacteria in the jungle. They have created a legal system that leeches off the lust of men. No where is this evident for women or their lust. Can a women get pregnant from her lust? Sure. But she also can get an abortion or take the father to court for payments. Only benefits for her lust. Whereas for a man, mostly deadly traps. When comparing lust of men and women the only notable similarity is the risk of STD’s. Which is a risk anyone takes in any sexual intercourse.
Waking up to this is difficult to do. Especially when women are walking around in skin tight yoga pants and cleavage hanging out at every corner. Logic and truth are your best weapons though. Recognizing the realities you are dealing with is critical to combating unhealthy lust. Not only on a big picture but on a smaller scale.
Lust can be extremely dangerous even in harmless situations. For example, you might be siting at the bar after a long week of work. Stopped in for just a beer or two and then headed home. While sitting there you notice a cute girl at the jukebox and she happens to look up as you look over. She gives you a nice smile and you smile back.
You continue drinking your beer watching a baseball game on the TV thinking about the weekend and your week when she slides up and sits down next too you. After a few minutes of nice conversation and flirty facial expressions you look over and notice some angry troll sitting at the end of the bar mean mugging you. You soon realize it’s her husband / boyfriend and she’s using you to make him jealous or to provoke some drama.
If you didn’t realize what she was doing you might believe the lie she told you about him being a stalker or angry ex. You might fall for the trap and play right into her games only to realize your hands are tide together with web and you’re being bit by a giant black widow. That could very well end in a disastrous night for you including a fight, police, tickets, or even jail time. All because you didn’t recognize your lust and where it was about to lead you.
Another example of dangerous lust stems from a build up of lust. Watching porn and constantly lusting after women on social media creates a bottleneck of emotions that become uncontrollable. You start making hasty and poor decisions based on this build up of lust; doing things you probably wouldn’t do in a clear state of mind, in a logical state of mind. You start going to the bar on Friday nights because you are interested in finding a little tail.
You decide to go to a random party or rave in hopes of petting some cats. You decide to spend your hard earned money on a scort just to hold down the lust for another month. All of these are a disadvantage for YOU. They all benefit the WOMEN. Your lust growing into a monster can be more destructive than the hulk in a glass manufacturing plant.
The last example I wanted to share with you comes from the Bible. The story of David. David saw his commanders wife and lusted after her. He sent his commander into battle and withdrew his army and let him get killed all so he could have his wife. David is known as a man after God’s own heart and what brought him down? LUST.
Big picture to little picture, unhealthy lust itself is the framework of destruction for any artist. You’ll be left with nothing but a hard crusty paintbrush and a canvas smeared with tears and blood. Understanding the consequences can help you through the battle. Understanding the consequences reminds you of why you shouldn’t be doing something. In a lot of cases though these young men don’t understand the consequences of their actions until it’s too late.
For a women it doesn’t matter, society has created a safety blanket so they never have to take responsibility for their actions in any way. A man is left with no choice but to take responsibility for his own actions and also the womens, either that or let society collapse on it’s own feminist delusions.
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<div class="texti">Contrary to what society says life as a modern day man is extremely difficult with no real support systems in place. There’s no shelters for men, suicide rates through the roof, forced into the provider roll for both women and beta men in government at the threat of violence… where does a man turn in times of emotional exhaustion? Some men want to turn to their wife or girlfriend and unload their mental anxieties only to apologize or have it thrown back in their face a few months later.
Women have trained men to hold onto their emotions as to not offend them or disrupt their life style. Society plays this silly game where they say manly men and “toxic masculinity” keep men inside their emotional box but the reality is, it’s women, society, and toxic feminism.
Men are often the only ones calling out to other men in defense of their emotional needs and depression. Men are the ones reaching out and teaching other men, offering a shoulder to cry on, or advice to get them through their current struggle.
Women don’t want to hear about your problems, they don’t want to help you solve them, they don’t care at all unless they can use it against you at a later date. Each emotion expressed is catalogued in their file cabinet for a later date when they can use it to destroy you even more.
Not only have I experienced this with the women in my own family and relationships but I’ve watched it play out in thousands of men’s lives over the years all over North America. Women don’t even do the bare minimum anymore throwing out hugs and comfort, not even able to prepare a hot meal after the man spends the day in mental gymnastics at work.
On the contrary men have built entire communities underground to support and comfort each other. To be their validation, comfort, and emotional support systems. Real warriors turning to other men in time of need with jokes, humor, humility, and advice, yet society says men need to be more feminine and share their emotions with the system that hates them.
This is strait horse shit and leaves a man to cling to society and women for breadcrumbs of validation. Told to go to some psychiatrist that spent years being programmed by universities to attack men and worship toxic feminism. Always blaming the man with problems and issues often out of his control or more commonly created by the women themselves.
Men have a much more logical approach to their emotions and struggles where shrinks and women want to throw a band aid on it through psycho active prescription pills or manipulation to maintain their status. Men will stare at a problem until they can find a logical way to solve it.
The problem in modern society is men have lost their ability to look at their depression or anxiety logically to figure out what’s causing it. We have lost our manly ability to logically dissect our emotional turmoil because society and women force us into a box of bottling up our emotions.
Whether it be friends in real life, a discord server, forum, or community of men this is the place to ask for help and advice. Reach out to others that have gone through similar issues and be honest with yourself as you approach your emotional issues. If your girlfriend makes you miserable, dump her.
If your job sucks, find a new one. If you want more financial freedom start a side hustle with projects your passionate about. There is always a logical solution to your depression even if you don’t quite see it through your beer goggles. Call out to Jesus Christ, open your bible, spend some time in meditation. Take a walk, go for a bike ride, get in the gym. Meet new people.
You might even be facing a problem and think no one can relate, no one understands, but as you put yourself out their you’ll find many men have gone through similar issues. It’s not time to hang up your sword quite yet soldier, time to get back to the grinding block and sharpen up your steel.
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<div class="texti">Finding yourself as a pawn of materialism can be quite easy. Corporations literally throttle human actions and reactions by simply offering a sale on T.V.’s or VCR’s. Look at black Friday for instance, where people are willing to fight and yell over plastic gizmo’s made in china on a day picked by the corporation. Statistically the prices are lower a month later near New Years without the lines or commotion, but because the corporation said so, millions storm the stores after that “big savings”.
Materialism itself isn’t that dangerous. The religion of materialism, however, is. When people begin to worship and idolize their possessions their reality becomes distorted by those very objects. YouTube is a great case study of this as you can literally watch how materialism manipulates how you act and react. People show off their cash, cars, and lavish life style putting on a fake smile to garnish views and monetization. This all fuels this same materialistic / narcissistic cycle. It’s funny to hear these people claim love for their “fans”.
If you haven’t realized by now, they are putting on a show. It’s all an act. Materialism has consumed their entire lifestyle and personality to the point where real issues and concerns are of no avail, the only thing that matters is getting that cash, car, or other shiny object because someone said it had value.
I myself have lived it. Letting possessions define who I am and what I’m about instead of my actual personality. When you let your possessions define you you’re left with no choice but to feel empty. Objects have no soul or personality. Humans do.
The feeling of being excited or happy when showing off what you have is not truly happiness or joy. It’s an allusion you’ve created for yourself. From the outside people look in thinking, what a douche bag. The feeling you interpret as excitement and joy is nothing more than anxiety based on the underlining cringey-ness of what you’re actually doing. The real world doesn’t care how shiny your watch is, nor do they care how many horse powers your custom ferrari has. If they do, there caught in the same materialistic trap of douche-baggy-ness as you.
The materialistic cycle is hard to break. From their angle they have two choices. Look in the mirror or keep buying shit. The cycle breaks when you stop buying senseless crap. Feeding off that fake excitement or happiness fades with each object. It’s only fun to brag about your car for so long; You either have to buy another one, paint the one you have, or go find something else to buy to show off. You’re left with only two options.
Most people just continue buying crap to brag about. New cars, new gizmos, new this and thats and watchamadoodles. They never stop and question what they are doing.. they just keep doing it. This is the religion of materialism and its cult like following.
Just the way people look at you and treat you in our society varies on your car. When I drove any of my Audi’s I was looked at and treated far different in society than driving my orange propane van. Just another example of how fake and materialistic we’ve become as a people, myself included. We put possessions and random crap before human life and real joy. We cast aside living breathing people for hunks of metal that move fast. We discard human emotion because we need that next quick buck.
We treat differently people based upon their materialistic status in society whether it be chosen or forced. This cycle has created a community disconnect where everyone is after their own gain. Just doing a job is just that. No emotion. No human conversation. Living entire lives to impress random people with non-sense. The American dream, they call it that because you have to be asleep to believe it.
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<div class="texti">I see these lists all over the internet and it’s always the same thing. Call of Duty.. League of Legends.. Counter Strike… blah blah blah. Video games today really don’t even compare to the video games of my younger days. The creativity and story lines of games on Super Nintendo had me coming back for more. Even my current steam list is filled with old PC games as a lot of the new ones are strait up terrible. Or they’ve added such a cut throat ranking system that everyone becomes so angry and miserable chasing a make believe rank.
Or they’ve added ridiculous money sinks with paid content and DLC. You pay full price for a game only to receive half the video game, as they sell back the rest of the game in chunks over time. Most of the time the game developer has already finished the content and places it on the disc, however it requires a code! They have turned into total thieves. Especially companies like RIOT that alter champion stats to sell more skins. Or CSGO that literally breaks the law with online gambling. Robbing users for thousands in some cases as they buy key after key.
CSGO is a tactical fast paced shooter with an extremely cut throat ranking system. I can’t remember the highest I got, my emblem had an eagle it in that’s all I remember. League of Legends is an extremely simple MOBA game that almost anyone can play. Again, a very cut throat ranking system. Both games filled with trolls, haters, angry players and more. Hardly ever do you find a game of fun and good times anymore.
It made me sit back in my chair and reminisce of all the times playing video games with my buddies. Even looking back on ranked multiplayer Halo as it first came out. There was none of this kind of shit talking. The old school shit talking was funny and creative. You had intense Halo battles for cool colored logo’s and rankings and stuff. It was nothing crazy but it was a lot of fun. So many endless nights laughing at crazy vehicle explosions or double taps with the goo gun and the rifle. So many bomb plants and crazy flag escapes in big team battles. It doesn’t even compare to these new COD and CSGO games.
The sad part is games like CSGO and COD make so much money. Steam milks the user base of CSGO to oblivion for silly things like gun skins. Why not make it customize-able? Why not allow players to simply design their own? Exactly. Steam, greed, and a terrible system destroyed another genre turning it into a cut throat silly ranking system filled with hackers, glitches, and CSGO lifers.
I thought I’d list my blast from the past list of video games. The best of the best from growing up from the days of dial up to mobile phones and clash of clans. They are not in order of favorite, rather time period.
<b>Golden Axe</b>
This game has been made for several platforms but I first discovered it on SEGA at a buddies house. We played this game until the cartridge ran out of life. I believe there was several in the series and all were a blast to play. One of the best multiplayer games of the time and was the root of some great memories. From riding dinosaurs and beating down thugs to using potions and magic it was a blast.
<b>Earthbound</b>
Earthbound was my first RPG style game. It was so unique and exciting. I even went back and played through again just a couple years ago. I was just as hooked as a kid as I was now. Beating down hipster hippies with a bat or slingshot. Poor little buzz buzz. The game had so much depth and creativity it is still one of my favorite games to this day.
<b>Zombies Ate My Neighbors</b>
Oh man. When I got my first video game system, the Super Nintendo, this game quickly became one of my favorites. Again, the creativity and hours of fun blasting giant babies and zombie monsters to save the beautiful cheerleader on the trampoline created an endless amount of good memories. Did I mention this game is multiplayer?! Exploring houses and cabinets, the first true zombie apocalypse game that still contends with games today such as H1Z1, Rust, and any of the others. Honestly, I had far more fun playing Zombies Ate My Neighbors than any of the above.
<b>Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Turtles in Time</b>
This is another game from this time period that rains down great memories. This game was beaten so many times, by so many people, at so many pizza parties. This game is one of the best of all time. You notice me saying that but each one of these titles holds a classic value to it’s era. I loved the side scrolling action games where you beat down bad guys with your bro’s. Tackling shredder after staying up all night with your buddy is a great feeling that never dies.
<b>Halo</b>
Halo was one of the first games that brought together the concept of big LAN parties. I’m sure there are other games out there that did this first but Halo was the one that pulled me in. The game was all out fun in coop leaving countless nights chasing achievements and other mods and glitches. The multiplayer was the first sight of what Halo would become. We’d set up several X-boxes and a few TV’s and go at it. Red vs Blue style. The battles in this game were epic followed by good food and good times with buddies. These where the types of video games I loved. There was no true ranking system. Just a lot of fun and laughs. Even though everyone knew 1 on 1 I’d whoop there butt. They’d try to deny it but I’d drop them all and steal the flag running out the front door. Madden is another game none of my friends ever wanted to play with me. ;)
<b>Driver</b>
The anticipation for this game was almost too much to bare. I remember seeing the advertisements for this game and I was blown away. The idea of running from cops and doing crazy things with my car to complete missions sounded way to fun. I didn’t have a PlayStation so I was in the process of trying to get one. I remember a buddy saying his buddy just got it and we could go over and play. So there we were, old school big screen TV, PlayStation, and Driver. The game was the perfect play and pass game. You watch each other and laugh making fun of their mistakes. Then they’d crash or get busted and pass the controller. A way of turning single player games into multiplayer while having a great deal of fun in between. I compare this to modern games where you don’t have this face to face fun. There’s no controller passing or good food.
<b>Perfect Dark</b>
Of course everyone knows about Golden Eye and a few of the other big names from the era but Perfect Dark remains at the top of the list for me. It was the first real tactical shooter of its kind and another super creative game. The options and firearm choices made it endless fun. From customize-able setups and gun choices to character selection. It was a lot of fun multiplayer including the robot matches.
<b>Mario Party Series</b>
The Mario Party Series will always hold a special place in my video game heart. This game captures the very essence of what I love about video games. The fun and excitement in real time as you play the game. Mario Party was a board game, an action puzzle game, a quick wits tactical game, and also a silly funny game when everyone is making the motion of jacking off as they try to climb the monkey pole. You can’t help but laugh at the expressions and silly things everyone is doing. It’s all fun and games until a TV gets broke. Or an AlienWare laptop screen (before Dell bought them).
<b>Medieval II: Total War</b>
Well as you know from reading my website I have a great disdain for the history of the Vatican and Catholic Church. I know full well what they are responsible for in history and present day legal systems and government. I absolutely love this game because it gives me the ability to invade the Vatican. I can kill the Popes and wipe them off the map. I can then continue to destroy Christianity by splitting Europe with my endless supply of angry Byzantines that where used and abused by the Vatican. The game rings true to the tactics of the Vatican quite accurately. Upon invasion you will be hit with wave after wave of assassins, priests, and economic supply cut offs. Followed by a crusade and backlash of every Christian nation sending a full army at your capital. Little did they know I had taken over Scotland and launched an invasion from the North as well.
<b>Age of Empires III</b>
Every young man dreams of building his own castle. Well in this game you can do exactly that. You can build an entire village, a people, a way of life. If you can survive that long that is. This game is an all out build, survive, and war game that allows you to create a variety of units from various nations and tribes. As well as a customize able deck that is used in game that allows tricks and different boosts. This allows you to truly build out a the way you want whether it be turtle and defense or quick attack and horseman. A great multiplayer game from it’s time that is still played online to this day. I have had quite a few good battles online even within the last few years.
<b>World of Warcraft: Vanilla</b>
No list is complete with out World of Warcraft. This game stole a few years of my life as a kid but it kept me out of a lot of trouble as well. This game was one of kind and truly the gate to the new age RPG genre. This was the first open world customize able, pvp, trade, skills, mounts, auction houses… the game had everything. I always played on a pvp server and found myself loving the entire concept of it. Leveling for me was one of the best parts back in the day. You’d be out with a group of friends in Stranglethorn Vale. THE JUNGLE! Minding your own business, and hey, wtf, 3 dudes run out of the bushes and start attacking you. Of course they are those gay girly looking Alliance type so you have no choice to fight back. Your buddy charges in unleashing a fury of amateur attacks and spin moves while another buddy heals from the bushes. I throw down a few traps and start running blasting arrows as Ace attacks furiously. We duke it out until everything goes quiet. We look around at each other and see 3 cowardly Alliance laying in the grass. VICTORY!!!
<b>Battlefield 3</b>
This is one of the most recent games I played that I enjoyed quite a bit. It reminded me of Halo a lot in it’s style and game play. Except it was more realistic as far as humans, tanks, and weapons goes. The game offered a great deal of fun in online multiplayer. The amount of crazy games and game player was quite amazing. I loved flying planes and heli’s but found myself enjoying the infantry life a bit more. Often times I had more fun doing crazy things to win than going for kills. One time I shot the enemy helicopter pilot out with my SKS, jumped from my bro’s little hawk and right into the enemy choppers driver seat. Blowing off walls from buildings or being the sniper sitting on a roof top… only to have half the building come crumbling down as you stare into the sights of a angry tank driver. The customize-able weapons and appearance made this game so much fun.
<b>Conclusion</b>
After writing this I’ve realized how much modern games truly suck. They suck the fun out of the game turning it into a competetive nightmare. Sorry bro, I hit W when I should of S’d. That’s the reality of the hate in League of Legends. Woops, my bad dude, I hit my ult key, game lagged, dude ran out, and he didn’t freeze. Lets all cry about it. That’s what modern gaming has become. A coombi-a-cry fest.
As corporations slash and burn the creativity of the gaming industry, the corporate mouth pieces on Twitch sit back and collect, with their fake personalities and political correctness, they demand you follow a mold or get cast out in the cold, ever conforming for a bit of the spotlight. You wish with all your soul you’d be the next hot shot. Leaving your values to be adjusted like a MMO RPG as your chasing the illusion of stardom. Never realizing your constitution and wisdom had hit level 1.
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<div class="texti">Walking out to the stand early in the morning after a light snow is one of the most relaxing things on the planet. Everything is dead quiet, a few flurries hit the ground as you try to muffle the crunch of each step. You gaze around in hopes of seeing an early 30 point buck as you creep along, making your way to the blind. Excited for your future cup of coffee and granola bar you settle in and start waiting.
Many people have a lot of assumptions about hunting and some even want to limit gun use to hunting alone, but the reality is hunting is far more important than either of those things. And so is owning guns. Gun ownership is not about hunting, rather about protecting ones self, and family. Hunting however, is a skill set, a hobby, and a life lesson all in one. Going out on your first hunt as a young boy is exciting. For years you watched your dad load up his gear and guns and head out for the week or weekend.
As you got older you started shooting guns, learning safety, and shown how to care and maintain your firearms. All of these are very important skills for a young man to learn. Safety alone can prevent any bad situation and even situations where another child were to find a firearm your son would know how to handle the situation. Caring and maintaining a firearm is another skill that requires dedication and patience. It’s fun to go out shooting but remembering to clean your gear down is crucial to giving yourself that ability on the next outing.
When it comes to the hunt itself, there is something deep down in the soul of every man that tells him to hunt. There is a drive and need to fulfill this and it’s obvious by the excitement and what you actually get from hunting. Meat! Real food! A hobby that provides something of great importance. Something that you do over a thousand times a year! (3 meals a day logic).
I still remember the first buck I shot. The story, the excitement, and the memory. My dad and I had just got out to the stand and I sparked up a bowl as we warmed up the heater. Unloading our gear and loading our rifles he began scanning the horizon with his binoculars while I was messing around with gear. It was a slow morning and there wasn’t much going on. A few does ran through but nothing of excitement. We were both sitting in our chairs when I saw something moving in the bushes. Then I saw legs!
I knew it was a deer, and it seemed big. We slowly opened the windows and prepped our rifles in hopes of a big buck. As he walked out from behind the trees it became apparent, he was a nice buck. I lined up my scope but had no shot. I waited a moment and told my dad to take the shot because I didn’t have one. He followed up with an “okay” and got ready to make the shot.
Right then the buck started to move, ever so slowly checking the wind for a scent, scanning the horizon for any movement. I had the shot. I still remember looking down the scope and saying, “fuck it, who cares who shoots it, that’s a lot of meat” and I pulled the trigger. Instantly after I shot my dad shoots as well, jumping in surprise as my rifle let out .270 round.
We both looked down range to see the after math of our firing squad. The buck was standing there. Frozen. Staring in confusion as well. Not sure what had happened. I looked down my scope, thinking we both had missed in the confusion. I took one more shot and this time he ran off. We scanned, but couldn’t find him anywhere so we decided to get down.
Finding blood we knew there was a hit. So we tracked it all over and couldn’t find anything. As we came back to the shot spot we found him laying not more than 5 meters away in some tall grass. He had one entrance wound, and two exit wounds. To this day we don’t know if it was both of our shots hitting the same location or my two shots hitting the same location, in theory though, it would make sense to have two exits if we shot from different locations. Only God knows.
I still remember the rush of firing that shot. The second shot. Getting down to find it and seeing how beautiful and big this animal was. He would be taken full advantage of not only physically as meat, but mentally as a life lesson. This taught me as a boy, how to over come that moment, and make a decision to do something that would have direct impact on my well being.
It showed me that it was possible to do something real in the world and get something real in return. If I take the time to hunt an animal I have food. If I take the time to plant seeds I have food. If I take the time to do something real, I get something real in return. This experience opened a lot of doors I never quite understood until now.
To be in that moment, to overcome the anxiety and excitement, to slow down your breathing and slowly finger that trigger. To clean and butcher your own food. The best part is the tenderloins in camp. Everyone enjoys one of the best possible meals as we share stories about life and manhood. Hunting is far bigger than guns or glory.
It’s about growing up, it’s about learning and understanding how the world really works, how fragile life is, and how dangerous people can be with the right tools. It’s a reality check that guns are not toys, that I can go out and live my own life, while also creating a place for men to be men and do what we want. Robbing a boy of this is not to rob him of shooting bang sticks, but rather of his balls and man hood itself.
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<div class="texti">When we look at our modern day lifestyle it’s easy to poke holes in the sustainability of it. 99% of people have no idea how to generate their own food, let alone the work or tools required to do so. The problem with this is the mentality that one of the most required substances on the planet is being hand fed to you by corporations. In most cases they have proven to give little care at the health of their products while the generate profits.
This is a double edged sword and not having the knowledge or tools to create your own food can be devastating as proven by history. In many cases I was surprised to find out that raising my own or buying natural products from local farms was actually far cheaper than buying the corporate made crap.
When I first started raising my own animals I had the mentality that the only way to do it was to raise it yourself but the reality is I could trade some of my other skills or time for their product. I wouldn’t need to raise goats or cows if I could find the product I wanted. Purchasing raw milk from a local ranch turned out to actually be much cheaper than store bought milk and far healthier. The taste alone is amazing but what really blew me away is the fact it was only 70% of the price of store bought milk. Real natural food was often cheaper than store bought in many ways.
When it comes to raising animals yourself there are quite a few that require little to no time and almost no investment. From free eggs to rabbit stew it’s quite possible to provide you and your family with natural food almost all year and the only thing required is a change in mindset. The thought process of doing it yourself rather than relying on government, a corporation, or anyone else for YOUR families food and health.
I can’t imagine being a father in the great depression, unable to find work, unable to create food, watching my family suffer. When the reality is with a little effort we could have been eating eggs, fresh rabbit, quail, and more as we traded extras to other farmers.
I’ve heard people say, well yeah but you need a chicken coop, or fencing, or this, or that… and the truth is you don’t really need those things. There are ways around it, or within that change of mindset, you can realize that these items you need are free, laying all over the place. I recently turned a broken refrigerator into a chicken coop and it works amazingly. It’s even insulated with a rooster or egg box! How much? Free!!! I simply cut out some wood branches as perches and slid them in where the shelves used to rest. I simply sweep it out with an old broom and it’s good to good.
Raising rabbits in cages is quite do-able almost anywhere in the world. As long as they have some shade, food, and water they are good to go. Another alternative to this, if you have some land, is free range rabbits. When provided habitat including food and shelter they will surely stick around and breed out.
You will have completely free food in a matter of years all at little to no expense from you. Creating a habitat for free range rabbits also benefits local wildlife as well as any free range game birds you raise. I have had wild pheasants come in and live near my chickens and actually mate with them.
The benefits of raising them natural is quite obvious. Nutrient dense food at little to no cost. Eating raw real food completely changed my health and my reliance on corporations and government. There are endless benefits to this from your pocket book and bank account to your families health. I find it crazy it’s literally illegal to “sell” raw milk in the USA. I could even fight news articles of the government raiding farms for selling it.
I have been drinking it for several months now and feel amazing when I drink it. It taste amazing, I feel the benefits. There is a very evil reason why this has been banned in the USA and why I’m thankful Mexico offers it for 10 pesos a liter. That’s right, been drinking Mexican raw milk for almost a year now and my teeth are white as snow, my bones are of steel, and my stomach problems have all but disappeared. My next project, fish in giant water tanks!
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<div class="texti">I’ve been working on this website for about 10 years now. It was always my place to escape. My safe space. I could write, say, post, draw, design, larp, idk, anything I want. I’ve been banned from mainstream platforms hundreds.. if you include my fake accounts for trolling, thousands of times. It’s almost like wanting to disappear but you put that energy into disrupting the brainwaves of your normie e-neighbors. You really don’t care what happens, because the reality is society has always been dead.
I can work a job, with my hands whether carpenter or SEO specialist. Had my first salary career after dropping out of community college. Self taught in basic internet code and charisma I had a high paying job. Honestly though my only comfort zone was Nagolbud.com – with a mask on I used to train police science to be on a SWAT team. Got busted by some fag cop and decided to change my routine to hippy professor studying animal enzymes. Only to discover evolution and the system are the only dimes.
Dropped out of college 5 times in 3 years, 12 degrees, still searching for answers.’ Said fuck it all and sold the Audi’s for a propane powered van. Headed to the forest gonna construct me a homestead. Hey bitch, don’t you know you need special permissions to build with on property materials. Adobe house and log cabin ready only to be attacked by badges dick licking authority for pesos.
Shovel in hand evicted for not promoting the right house registration. With the power of the state at hand, violence and weapons ready to apprehend. What do you mean you don’t have a mortgage for 250 grand. You built a house in 2 years off the land? We can’t allow that because our bosses demand. I’ve gotta reach a quota or else I’ll be in big trouble by the sergeant. Fags in costumes dictating my life, what are you gonna do when the douches come for you about it.
Normies don’t care as they prance around in mouth diapers. Shit spilling off their lips as they parrot the main stream media. Corona virus gonna eat you and it spreads through butterflies, running to your room ya hypnotized. I guess today they’ve got elections but I’m in Mexico laughing at the patreons. Signed up monthly for their income tax never second guessing their government wax. Ass hairs plucked clean their masculinity looking like a 7 year old baby boy.
What else is there to say, we live in a broken society. Normies propping it up to maintain their endless supply of cool aide. Don’t question a thing as you watch the screen. Sometimes the crazies understand but your too busy gassing yourself up in the mirror. Narcissists and atheists eating societies cock for a little respect in mainstream context. Who are we kidding they won’t challenge the media made narrative without engaging their gag reflex.
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<div class="texti">When you go offline or live off grid for a period of time whether at your own accord, or by traveling, you start to notice how obsessed people really are with themselves. The simple minded thot posting selfies all day searching for approval is easy to spot, however the rest hide behind a mask of opportunity and kindness. Whether MGTOW, vegan, or a Trump supporter people hide behind these labels to simply put focus on themselves.
They pretend they are pushing something of importance when the reality their movement or idea is seriously retarded, based on logic and common sense. They literally talk out their ass to simply garnish a following. They simply talk with the crowd to lead them into their camp.
These people offer no real insight and are quite dangerous to your own thought process and critical thinking. Being surrounded by like minded people that are self obsessed is a sure fire way to destroy your own critical thinking process. After coming back online after a long walk through the Americas I saw how easily social media could influence your thoughts or actions.
Whether subliminally or in a more transparent way. People will sell you snake oil in hopes of receiving your due diligence as a firm supporter. People begging for donations for simply living their life after pushing a button on a camera, expecting everyone to pay their bills as they claim to be hard working.
When you really start to think about it, it becomes more clear. How entrapping the internet really is and how devastating it is to the soul. When you realize it’s literally called the WORLD WIDE WEB you start to ponder even the creation of the internet itself.
As people from Australia, the UK, and Canada cheer on Trump calling themselves supporters when they live across the world. This is what internet has done as it creeps into the life of everyone on earth. Putting them in a mental prison of bullshit, politics, and propaganda with little to no chance of escape. People chasing likes and follows to validate themselves instead of their ideas.
Places like YouTube, an online library, literally burned to the ground before our very eyes as most don’t care about the principal behind it as long as they get their AdSense check. They don’t care about the little channels, the channels sharing real knowledge, they simply care about getting a check for “entertaining” people. They only release 10 minute videos and pretend they are some sort of online God as they rehash the same content over and over or literally steal it from people living real.
As everyone on the planet seems to be a content creator these days portraying their life as content when they really do nothing of interest. They simply pedal the same rhetoric as the “in” crowd and jump on the band wagon. I’ve seen dumbass chicks on YouTube from Australia talking about how they are a Trump supporter as if anyone gives a shit. Yet they have 100k subscribers and millions of likes and donations.
Other places like Instagram are literally run by escorts and thots as they post picture after picture of their boobs and ass pretending they have talent or skill and a train of thirsty beta faggots complimenting even the most caked up whore. The reality is a women simply posts pictures of herself and gets famous. Whereas a man would have to perform CPR on a dying child as he rescues a women from a burning building while delivering puppies.
And even then he’ll only get 3 likes and a follow. These self obsessed cunts live in a delusional fairy tale land as they walk down the street on their phone. Pretending that society should bend over for them because 5000 dudes from the internet liked their photo. (Most of which are robots, there are hundreds of websites that you can buy likes, follows, and subscriptions.)
People pretend they are so busy and can’t answer a message when the reality is they have nothing to do with their life other than stare at a phone or computer. They literally can’t put it down as they fight for a scrap of attention. Willing to cut the throat of another YouTuber or online persona just to get another subscription. They talk nonsense all day in any way just for that one bit of popularity. Self obsessed with their own celebrity status never even contemplating how delusional they really are.
Society itself is a cancer and it becomes evident in the online world. People of no skill and serious critical thinking problems have become celebrities (in their own mind) while they trash any aspect of real insight and knowledge. These same pussies will talk shit behind your back and when confronted pretend to be your friend.
I’ve seen this play out thousands of times online as people create drama for views or defamation to ruin someone’s career. All of which to simply further their own. These narcissistic cunts have nothing real to offer and that’s why they need to feed off others. They have no real content, they have no real personality, their just an empty hollow shell pretending, stealing content, and rehashing it and the worst part is you cheer it on.
You can’t blame the millennials either, as most adults spend more time on their phone than the kids and certainly spend most of their day at a computer pretending they have some important job, even the dumbest Chimpanzee could accomplish. But please tell us more about how you needed 4 years of college to fill out excel spreadsheets.
As the world disappears behind their bubble, the mirror is all they see. As they chase internet approval they forget who there were supposed to be.
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<div class="texti">For a while I thought about making a website that teaches women how to create and run an OnlyFans with affiliate links / referrals. Was just going to use free AI content and get like 10-15% of their revenue when they sign up via my links. After watching the parade of women trying to market their OnlyFans with cringe sexual clips on social media it would be a million dollar idea. Right now in society the pinnacle of a successful feminist is going viral on social media and getting rich on OnlyFans. The same crowd that hates men and claims they don’t need them.
A few months ago I saw a video go viral on YouTube (I wish I had a screenshot of the pinned comment).. some average 4 with a regular video. Not sexual, nothing risky, just a comedy ish type clip. Her pinned comment was her expressing how since this video went viral she would now start an OnlyFans and she placed the link.
I thought wtf… and that’s how I came up with the idea for this article and also the OnlyFans website. My reply received thousands of likes and it simply said “The pinnacle of success for modern women is going viral and starting an OnlyFans.”
The reason I decided not to start this website is because I have more class and respect for what I want to do with my life. I didn’t see myself as some shadow internet pimp taking advantage of these shallow narcissistic women selling their bodies for some false sense of independence. That and OnlyFans requires all kinds of ID verifications that I wasn’t willing to do.
Even though I’d make an absolute killing with a basic website and AI content I knew there was more to life than thot bucks. It’s unfortunate we live in a time where many beautiful women think that selling themselves online is a form of independence from the patriarchy, as they literally support the very “patriarchy” they hate by selling their bodies to men for coin.
The worst part is they are willing to make themselves look like complete fools on social media trying to bait simps into signing up. These same women wondering why they can’t find a high value man as they pretend to deepthroat and jerk off internet simps in hopes of making an extra $9.99 a month.
Twerking their ass in spandex wishing and praying the video would go viral so they can be a successful independent modern day women. Fuck the patriarchy. A me too feminist. These same girls throwing out false accusations at the gym thinking beta soy boys will defend her and promote the nude portfolio via TikTok bio.
Too bad they don’t have a high value man in their life that could teach them about affiliate marketing and lead generation. They could sell products and services of value getting a $40-50+ commission rather than giving up nudes for the price of a McDonald’s Happy Meal.
A life of self sabotage as they stare at themselves in the mirror, wondering how many more nudes they have to sell to be a boss babe millionaire. Just one more juicy dildo ride before they become the next internet sensation, as the narcissism takes over shame and class disappear.
In a world full of “evil” men it seems we’re the only ones fighting for some bit of respect and love in a society that hates us. Scratching and fighting for a small ounce of self improvement, only to be ridiculed and attacked on social media for existing by women trying to get likes and followers to support their attention deficit. Never realizing it was men who provided for their entire life, from cell towers to roads, men build and maintain it all.
The gender war doesn’t really even exist anymore, it’s simply men watching the self destruction of womenkind as we find our passion and joy through hobbies and friendship. The difference this time around is men are building their own life boats with passports in hand, as they watch a ship full of feminists sink into the murky cold ocean abyss.
If you’re looking for a way to make more money online, you might want to consider taking advantage of affiliate marketing. Affiliate marketing is an incredibly popular way to make money online and it can be incredibly lucrative. In fact, many people make more money with affiliate marketing than they do with their jobs.
The great thing about affiliate marketing is that it doesn’t have the same restrictions as other online money-making methods such as OnlyFans. With OnlyFans, you’re limited to selling raunchy content and only to your subscribers. With affiliate marketing, you can promote products and services from a variety of different companies and make a commission on each sale.
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<div class="texti">Real people find them selves in real situations and sometimes that includes having a hard time finding work, providing food and shelter, and other basic needs every human needs. There are ways however that can provide those basic needs based upon knowledge and hobbies you’ve acquired along the way. For instance, raising chickens might look fun or silly depending on your view point, but at the end of the day I have free breakfast every day and have very little if any cost involved in raising the chickens them selves based on my acquired knowledge of raising them.
Not every hobby will show direct results like a chicken laying an egg but there are always ways of monetizing your hobbies whether that be the free egg or YouTube videos of your ant keeping setup. When I stumbled on this guys YouTube channel I was blown away by his passion alone for the hobby of having pet ants. It was a lot of fun to watch, and although his narration is usually directed at children, I found myself having fun along the way as well.
I’m not an ant keeper but I always enjoy watching ants accomplish crazy tasks and they pretty much live with you in the jungle. His knowledge brought a new angle to my stoner gazing and often times I found myself applying knowledge I learned from him, in my analysis of a little ant colony.
His passion for ants got me off on a tangent and that is the power of someone that is excited about their hobby, no matter what it is. He is another great example of someone that turned his hobby into a business and YouTube channel having an online store for ant keeping equipment.
It doesn’t have to be full time but if anything ever happened to his main stream of income it would be a bit easier to transition it into a full blown business saving himself from disaster. This is one example of the non-traditional hobby and turning it into something lucrative and informational for other people.
Personally, when I started learning about different ways of growing, building, and doing things in general, it wasn’t because I really needed to or was looking for money. It was about adding to my collection of knowledge, know how, and do it your self that can be applied to any facet of life. My hobbies were not just hobbies but building blocks to my business and adventure.
The hobby of computers was turned into a way to work in an internet cafe giving me the ability to live in a very unique location, especially for a gringo, for a limited time. It was an experience I will never forget and something I learned a great deal about myself and my coming adventures. This scenario most likely would have only played out if my hobby of computers wasn’t used as something more.
It doesn’t always have to be direct money or compensation for what you are doing or teaching and that’s where the passion comes in. For these people it doesn’t matter if they are getting paid or not; this is the hobby they love to do. They enjoy teaching others about it and getting people hooked on similar interests.
It’s fun and I know personally I had a blast helping others figure out chicken coops or selecting animals to raise. Bouncing ideas back and forth with other passionate people is how you learn and test new things. This is what actually gives them the ability to turn it into a legitimate business.
This is where it all gets tied together. Having a vast number of hobbies is not only beneficial for the mind and growth, but can also be a life safer in a grid down, job loss, got injured, situation. You may hurt your back at work and can’t make any money but those chickens are still out there pecking away and making you eggs.
Those rabbits are still eating grass getting chunky for the freezer. Creating an environment from your hobbies in which you can succeed even in the worst situations or for the simple fact you enjoy real eggs verse store ones. Being passionate now a days is something looked at as taboo or evil by society, passion being the twin of individualism, which is why they try to make so many of them illegal.
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<div class="texti">Food for thought…. most think the Constitution is the foundation of the USA. Those people clearly didn’t read it very well because inside that document it clearly states the foundation for the USA is taxes. A group of random people gave the right and authority to another group of random people to tax another random group of people. Why on earth would someone have random authority to tax me? Have you ever asked yourself that question?
Most people don’t. They ignore YouTube clips of the IRS literally stating income taxes are voluntary. They live in a state of stupefied zombie land. The only real thing they’ve maintained from their public school education is the adherence to authority. Similar circumstances in college as well, as it’s more of a brainwashing army camp as they deprive those of sleep, funds, and surround them with alcohol and drugs.
Sounds like Vietnam when they tricked a nation into war with yet another country while using it’s soldiers as disposable pawns. Betrayed by the idea of fighting for freedom with no hope upon return. Not only that but gunning down students at Kent State University for protesting the war. Abuse by the government on all sides against even it’s own soldiers and future liberal government lovers.
Men in dresses sit on thrones as they cast judgement on those around them for silly things like fishing without a permit or traveling without permission. They might as well wear a fake wig too and really play the part; one with a bit of curls for their douche bag personality of narcissism to leech off his own local populace.
Similarly his errand boys for revenue collection wear a cute matching uniform depending on their department. They act hard and tough like their James Bond from a terrorist plot, thwarting your bombing attempt when in reality it was just a bag of weed. They march around obeying every order claiming “I’m just doing my job”.
People in costumes running around with some preconceived public education authority as if they have any right or authority to tell another human being they can’t smoke weed or carry a gun for self defense. Pretending they have some parental control over every human being they meet because the “government” told them it’s their job. At no point in history has this ever ended on a positive note. You will not find a single civilization in history that could maintain “government”. The reason is because it’s an illusion sold to the people to turn them into willing consensual slaves.
No one in their right mind would willingly give over their hard earned money for taxes, especially income taxes which go directly to war funds. This is where the cognitive dissonance comes in. Most can agree they don’t want to pay taxes but they make up some stupid excuse about paying for schools and “educating children” just like them! They’re so educated they pay a percentage of their income to the government for war!
Wow I wish I was so edumacated I could pay taxes too! I wish I was so educated I could get permission to build a home. Boy golly I wish I was super smart enough to get that piece of plastic that says I have permission to drive a commercial vehicle just for personal travel. Interesting how I’m too stupid to figure out that fishing permit form. I really wish I was educated like you in your fancy skool so I was so super smart.
When you really just sit back and think about it. Washington D.C. doesn’t even make sense. Washington District of Colombia. Seriously just stop and think about it. Really. It doesn’t even make sense. Not even a little. And that little district claims political and legal authority over the rest of the country. What’s even funnier is if everyone in your town turned off their mainstream media and politics they would be free.
If everyone in the entire state turned off their television, political left vs right paradigm. Turn offed their government worship and just went about their life… literally things would only get better. You would still have the do good white knight willing to protect his community, as would many good fathers. And you would still have thieves and murderers ignoring the law of the land. The fight of good vs evil doesn’t disappear with government, but certainly a large evil disappears when living without government. A freedom to build and create your own life.
The reality is with government it’s almost impossible to simply survive for the lower class. And the leading cause of death, of all time, of everything. Government is literally the leading cause of death in history, and under legal fictions, roman curia, or similar Vatican law, governments are mere corporations. Let that sink in next time you clap for your political puppet.
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<div class="texti">Whenever you find someone correcting the grammar of others, rest assured they are the ultimate goblin. They have nothing real to say, nor do they have any idea about the subject at hand, but they feel the need to inject they’re narcissism into the conversation by correcting a typo or a dyslexic mistake typing in their instead of there or they’re. Or perhaps you added a h when you simply meant were. Most intelligent people can figure out what you where trying to say and understand no one is perfect. However, these low level troll narcissists think they’re grammar correction gives them a place of moral superiority.
Of course dude, let me retype my entire message on a cell phone because I misclicked auto correct and it changed the word from thier to they’re because I have big hands and a small phone. Let me retype this entire conversation because I made a misclick just to appease the grammar goblin. Let me spend even more time on social media spell checking and re-wording a post to appease the masses. You’re so smart because you used the proper their in a social media post when the browser has spell check built in, you’are like the narcissistic gremlin goblin of perfect grammar and speaking to the world. You should be a professor on grammar policing and run seminars at the local community college.
These people pretend that just because you typed in the wrong word that literally sounds the same and has similar meaning, completely negates everything you’ve said. Miss a comma in a 25 page fact based study? That missing comma now negates the entire report and all studies in the eyes of the grammar goblin. Usually these types have no real cognitive function or ability to critically think outside there media created opinion so they have to find a way to emotionally remove what you’ve said making you into the “idiot” that can’t use ingles grammar properly.
It’s as if their narcissistic bubble doesn’t expand outside they’re view, they can’t fathom the idea people in other parts of the world don’t speak there (last one) babylon english language. That these people attempting to speak english to communicate their ideas don’t spend 20 years in government schools having grammar policies pounded into their skulls. When you really think about it grammar goblins display their lack of intelligence every time they correct grammar rather than addressing the statement or concern by the other person. A type of manipulation to puff up their head as they take the moral high ground beating you with a club.
Similar to the movie Gremlins, once these fiends find a spelling mistake they turn into a monster. They will devour and kill any statement, idea, and anyone in their path all in the name of proper grammar. Do thou art realize that the english language itself has many variations? That thou may spell a word in many ways and still be considered proper english, when the same grammar goblin is using abbreviations like LOL and LMAO they sit around correcting others not even understanding the basis of the english language on any level.
Most grammar goblins would scoff as they hither, wondering why the weir is overflowing, hoping to find a withy to replace the lost stick. They’d jump on their trumpets of grammar forswear, as their face wizened they’d hold up their trumpery, wondering why their brodor doesn’t even associate. They’d look to the left, then the riht, wondering why their grammar focus has become the norm, pushing away any intelligent conversation as they ride away on their high horse.
The motive for these goblins remains the same, their ego and pride can’t handle the truth that was revealed so the only option is to fight dirty. Finding any and all mistakes in the relayed information so the messenger feels stupid when in reality they hold the heavy weight belt. These grammar goblins have nothing of value to offer though, and don’t forget that.
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<div class="texti">Often times society, family, and friends will exclaim,
that college and school is the only way to learn,
They never mention the topics you’ll retain,
that studying and school will remove the local pain,
Teachers telling you evolution and authority are important,
as you watch another starve you receive university reinforcement,
Never learning how to grow a simple vegetable or raise a chicken,
pretending to be educated you’re entire village is stricken,
Living in poverty without the ability to feed,
those pretending to help are absorbed by their own greed,
As they peddal propaganda that never allows freedom,
another slave is created without food or shelter,
When in reality the answer was their all along,
that food and shelter are free and you’ve been a ding-dong,
Believing government and colleges as an almighty god,
remove the illusion and it’s just another screaming braud,
Telling you that starvation and disease are a way of life,
that clean water can only be provided with a corporate knife,
Wondering how you’re people became enslaved to this lie,
look in the mirror and you might realize you’ve been the ally.
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<div class="texti">Watchin’ it all unfold I can’t help but wonder how many are even awake,
surrounded by zombies and vampires the world on lockdown as the normies start to suffocate.
Nothing but hate and anger running rampant on the television,
society lost its heart years ago more painful than a jewish circumcision.
Looking back on your life you wish it was different,
squealing in pain looking out your window it’s irrelevant.
Running your mouth on the internet you think your voice is heard,
little did you know those were bots buzzin’ ya like a hummingbird.
Everything you see and hear controlled by high tech computer code,
never searching yourself ya bubble reinforced with an ejaculatory load.
Step up to the plate if you think you can handle it,
all I see is little boys putting memes deep inside their internet clit.
Focused on some bitch when your talents and skill could pick ya up,
divided and conquered the world doesn’t give a fuck time to stand up an put on your nutcup.
What happened to the revolutionaries, freedom fighters, and rebels,
whether guns or code it’s time to step up our game an fight these devils.
Hidin’ behind labels and ideologies your entire mindset has been created for you,
never thinking for yourself just another cattle at the meat market Moooo.
Just kidding tho im a loser too, most of the time i cant even afford rent in mexico,
eye’n up the wilderness lookin’ at the jungle like its my only goal.
Disappear into the abyss and let the world burn to the ground,
I’ll be eating fresh fruits and eggs deep in the monte never to be found.
Fabricated drama being sold on news networks like a netflix series,
ya watching from your couch unable to figure out the conspiracy theories.
3 years later shootin up Johnson and Johnson like a crack head in a back alley,
the government changing your mouth diapers daily without question as ya nanny.
Beta males searching for validation on the internet,
while they circle jerk conformity bias becomes their bayonet.
Stuck on the tip of the iceberg scared to find out what’s beneath the water,
can’t even tell the difference between you and the average AI botter.
Posting some more low IQ memes to cope with your self reflection,
unable to explore past societies modern day friend zone section.
Clinging to the system as you become more dependent on societies opinion,
attacking those that stray from the crowd ya nothin’ more than a flying monkey minion.
Afraid to do something real you use projection to deflect your insecurities,
soul filled with toxins it’s time to clean yourself from the impurities.
What happened to the revolutionaries, freedom fighters, and rebels,
whether guns or code it’s time to step up our game an fight these devils.
Stuck on repeat doing the same thing over and over takin’ the bait,
wondering when it’ll change jumping in line to obey the omicron mandate.
Don’t worry though the cure has been here the entire time,
embrace your individualism and creativity with this rhyme.
We might not be able to stop them but we can surely troll,
sneak past the guard and disband this modern day parole.
Open your eyes its not hard to figure out for certain,
the worlds a stage just pull back the curtain.
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<div class="texti">Not often do you hear or see the words together “free range” and “rabbits”. It wouldn’t be feasible in a city environment or even a suburban area but free range rabbits have become one of my favorite critters on the farm despite the few drawbacks. UPDATE: It is feasible in the city and suburban environment. Even on a busy street corner. They are smart little critters.
It all started with 3 meat rabbits. They where kept in rabbit runs with a small hutch in the corner. These proved to be efficient but I had to feed and water daily. Once spring hit I put them together to mate and I had two pregnant females. A few weeks later I adopted a few small kittens for mice control and this made the new mothers quite nervous. They stopped building a nest in the pen and began digging under the fence to escape. I didn’t notice until it was too late. All three rabbits had escaped.
They didn’t go far though; they built a nest close by and had their babies. They continued to do almost the exact same thing in the pen, as out. They would come get some food once in a while but hardly touched their water. I realized quickly how nice it was not having to feed or water them daily or clean their cages.
When I moved into my winter quarters the rabbits moved to that part of the property with me as well. They would steal chicken corn once in a while but mostly still dug in the snow and got their own food. Some move off and do their own thing but most of the new babies stick around. I made them a few habitats on the property compiled of simple brush and tree collections from the property into one huge brush pile. This seems to be their favorite type of home and by far the cheapest for me.
I realized they were far smarter than the cage animals most farmers made them out to be. They have built their own colonies on the property and joined the local eco system using wild birds for predator calls and warnings. I have also noticed the lawn itself is much healthier and any concentrate of rabbit poop generates an overgrowth in that area. I myself have a large dog that does not chase the rabbits so they feel a bit of comfort when he’s out in the field with them. They are capable of thwarting off most predators with their speed and agility but it’s easy enough to take care of anything that gets too curious.
There are however a few downsides to free range rabbits. Rabbits like to DIG. They will dig all over and everywhere. They will dig under your barns and sheds and if they can, move right in. They also create small holes but these seem to cave in with the rain and weather. The biggest problem is really the digging into unwanted places.
This however can be solved with a little extra work. There is a few ways of doing this but the most effective for me, and easiest, was to simply lay down some heavy duty wire fencing about a foot wide along the entire building. I simply covered it with gravel to match the foundation and since then they have not been able to dig in.
Cons aside, I almost forgot to mention the best part about free range rabbits. They work for you. Instead of having to provide food and water mixed with clean cages and fresh shavings, they are out doing this for you. They have babies, bulk up, hang around, all to provide you with the easiest source of meat you will ever have. Harvested with a pellet gun or .22 all that’s left is to clean and cook it!
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<div class="texti">Once in a while I’ll make a throwaway account to do a little “marketing” on Reddit and it always amazes me how petty people are for a few internet likes and “awards”. I thought YouTube was bad for this but after making my first Reddit account I was actually blown away by the amount of grown adults seeking any sort of validation online. The word pathetic doesn’t do justice for how low these losers will go to get some likes in the hamster wheel of conformity bias.
Quite literally, the most popular opinions that everyone agrees with gets shoved to the top of the line. Critical thinking are tucked away in the closet as the weakest minds of society get their voice on a pedestal for other zombies to approve. Every beta can hide behind a user name as they use the Pareto principle as a baseball bat to beat conformity into every user that makes an appearance.
Most of my accounts are at -99 karma by the end of the day because I absolutely refuse to a part of the school of fish and their lack of brain activity. Instead of crying like most Reddit users would, I take it as a seal of proof to how successful I’ve become in the act of individualism.
Reddit users are horrified by this word individualism. Scared to death to be themselves, let alone speak on an opinion that isn’t fully supported by societies band of lemmings. Self censorship is in full swing because people lack the balls to speak out let alone stand for something real.
They are guarded online behind the revolving door of repetition as they get full support for their copy / pasted opinions. Even the Anarchist subreddits have become a place of feminist conformity and female privilege where men have cucked themselves in the name of internet validation.
The funny part is there is no way to argue against this considering Reddit is based off complete conformity. The popular opinion will ALWAYS be forced down the throat of every user regardless of the sub Reddit. The top post will always be what you are SUPPOSED to think.
The Pareto principle must be protected at all costs because the society we have today wouldn’t be able to exist if everyone were an individualist and not a mere brainless zombie. It would crumble over night if everyone suddenly became free thinking and there is nothing the elite would be able to do about it.
They can only control your mind so much through 20+ years of public school education and college but now with these types of social media’s like Reddit they’ve gotten people to self-control themselves adhering to every globalist plan. Get your coronavirus vaccines, abort your babies, obey the government seems to be the main idea.
Every atheist using Reddit as their Bible as they bump along to societies musical beat. They can’t even read this paragraph without calling me an anti-vaxxing flat earth sovereign citizen tin foil conspiracy theorist. They’ve been programmed to do so and have society’s approval to back them up so obviously it must be true right?
As creativity, self expression, and individualism are destroyed these brain dead morons sit by an clap to their conformity wearing it like a badge on their government approved T shirt. As their social justice warrior cape blows in the wind they imagine themselves as a super hero in some cheesy ass comic book.
Sacrificing their own opinions, thoughts, and creativity for the mere chance at getting some internet points they bow down to every mainstream idea. They aren’t allowed to be original as it would destroy their self perceived illusion of narcissistic perfection. As they call me names and laugh I can’t help but feel bad as I try to have a conversation with an empty shell.
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<div class="texti">A lot of men try to attach their stigma’s of having to be this or that to be MGTOW. The reality is there is a huge diversity of men inside the MGTOW movement with different thoughts and personal interests. For me, the only thing that draws the line on a fake MGTOW is a man using female nature himself.
This can come in a variety of ways and the most obvious is a manipulative man that uses many female tactics to try and control other men. After watching several youtubers in the MGTOW genre I soon realized many of these “MGTOW” men were nothing but jackasses turning their viewers into money. A lot of them have been on the same red pill rage porn topics for several years. The reason they stick to this topic is because it generates more views and more money. There’s nothing wrong with getting money until you cross that line of using female nature to do so.
You see, red pill rage, when given over and over and over again creates a very disillusioned mindset for a man. These youtubers have become a sense of validation for men to remain in red pill rage. My beef comes when these men are using this mindset to generate revenue at the expense of MGTOW and MGTOW men. They have no interest in seeing other men grow or build themselves up. Their interest is the money. Many of these blue pill simps have seen successful MGTOW youtubers giving quality advice and good red pills and tried to mimic it in their blue pill way.
They simply parrot “female nature” and fuel red pill rage to the point of no return. They enter any google hang out and chat group and change the topic to women bashing and how women act. Most of these men are on their 3rd or 4th divorce or they have never been laid. Two extremes giving out advice in an area clearly they don’t have a very good understanding in. How can you give advice about female nature when you’ve only dated one women? How can you give advice about female nature if you’ve never had sex or been intimate with a women? How can you give advice about female nature when you continually get married and divorced throughout your life falling for their games?
To me, these things contradict each other. These men are not giving out real advice, merely parroting what they have heard in an attempt to collect resources. They do this on the backs of real men that HAVE dealt with many women or men that have been through hell giving real solid advice. They steal and rob these men blind while stealing their knowledge and turning it into profits for themselves. They dish out the same repetitive red pill rage videos over and over followed by begging for money on patreon or donations. Since when do MGTOW men ask for donations for warning other men of our system? That seems pretty plue bill to me. Very baptist preacher like.
Getting back to the community of MGTOW, and the real victims of this red pill rage bullshit. I get it, most women have heads the size of a T-Rex with the same stupid little arms flailing around pretending to be equal to men with the bite that’ll leave you without legs. I get it, and everyone should have some red pill rage time. The problem becomes when that couple of weeks of red pill rage turns into years of anger.
Where does that leave YOU? Where does this red pill rage leave YOU? What do you gain from continual red pill rage? I gain nothing from bashing women. I gain absolutely nothing from continually telling you how shitty their behavior is. Where I do gain advantage though is when I toss that red pill rage aside and start putting that energy into myself and helping others. My neighbor going through a divorce knows how shitty his wife’s behavior is, what he doesn’t know is how to turn that anger into something valuable. He doesn’t know how to take it to a place of growth. Red pill rage doesn’t do anything to help a man, rather it hurts him.
Some men will take this as an attack, that I am not “true MGTOW” because I don’t bash women 24/7 talking about female nature attacking every women that shows female nature. These are your blue pill simps using projection to hide the light that’s just been shined. These men are dangerous to the MGTOW mindset in that, they use female nature, hone and improved on, in male form. They do this with one motive, MONEY. They don’t hide it.
They don’t offer any new insight for men or any ways to grow as a human being. They simply offer the same red pill rage day after day and they’ve been doing it for years! You can look through any of these youtubers top videos and it will be related to red pill rage. This is where the money is. If you look at some of the other MGTOW youtubers that talk about growth and other harder topics they have barely any subs. Yet their content is an A+ compared to the D- of the red pill rage by some narcissistic moron.
That’s really one of my biggest pet peeves with these men. They claim all this red pill rage female nature while at the same time using it themselves. Some of the biggest hypocrites you’ll ever meet are the red pill rage factories on youtube and mgtow.com. Claiming all kinds of things about female nature, which is generally true, but the moment you questions or raise a concern they attack relentlessly with shame, guilt, verbal abuse, accusations, defamation, lies, ect. These men are literally no different than a die hard feminist and why I often times say atheist MGTOW are fake MGTOW.
They are guilty of this without a doubt. Sure there are some NAAALT’s out there, (Not all atheists are like that) but for the most part its about 99% that use this extreme female nature to manipulate conversations and censor opposing views; proven time and time again. The funny thing is, most of the men on youtube and MGTOW.com that do this type of red pill rage for money are atheists. They didn’t join MGTOW to help men, they joined for the gold rush known as red rage pills or the narcissistic supply of egg heading other men that are in a weakened mindset from a shitty divorce or relationship.
Watch out fellas, these men are the flying monkeys of the female nature witches. These are their children. These are the atheistic children of the extreme female nature mothers that adopted the state as their parents from a early age and why they believe so hard that evolution is a fact. Their parents have been telling them it for the last 18 years in public school. Mix that with a terrible single mother and you get an atheist MGTOW dishing out hate and red pills against anything that contradicts their delusion out for only himself, willing to discard any man for the chance at some profits. THE GOLD RUSH IS HERE!
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<div class="texti">So badly society wants to entirely remove emotion from the world as it lends a blind eye to the evil being orchestrated. Political correctness and anger control, to bend the very thoughts you create. A mind lost to propaganda and the recent Instagram posts of some random auto tuner singer that sold their soul for a little funny money.
People confuse righteous anger as rude or mean behavior when in reality these people are killing their own children, invading innocent countries for resources, government is robbing it’s own people, banks are propping up fake governments and fiat currency, and society has no one to blame but themselves as they hide behind their political correctness just to fit in. Just to be apart of the illusion society has become.
Using manipulation and guilt to shame anyone that stands up in righteous anger, as it’s turned into terrorist actions for simply stating your opinion. People arrested in the UK for making jokes or political thoughts public. Everyone in this country should have a pitch fork on the steps of every politician ready to gut him like a pig, but they sit by and watch it on television saying “oh my”. Pretending it’s okay for some random thug in a costume to take away someone’s freedom for simply stating some politically incorrect words.
Becoming cowards in mass, righteous anger is secretly hated because it shines a light on all the cowardliness and evil. All those hiding in the shadows just trying to make it whether or not they have to step on the backs of others. They create fake relationships and personalities just to obtain another social media follower or google Adsense paycheck. Selling bullshit to their populace as they hypocritically dance to the same tune.
Whipping out their phone to record their next YouTube sensation they forget the man getting beat down by 4 people in costumes has a family and kids. As they laugh and point a man loses his life to some MMA wannabe with a shiny shield. He get’s off Scott-free with a paid pension, sipping margaritas on an island as they have the funeral service. All along protecting those that created the unlawful rules they cater to for a paycheck, rather than actually upholding real law.
I’m sure those in the temple didn’t like Jesus Christ either, as he smashed their money making tables and yelled at them to leave. Turning a place of worship into a way to steal and thieve people. Those dealing in darkness hated these actions but couldn’t openly say anything, going to the shadows is required for cowards unless the legal system itself is changed to protect it.
And Jesus went into the temple of God, and cast out all them that sold and bought in the temple, and overthrew the tables of the moneychangers, and the seats of them that sold doves, And said unto them, It is written, My house shall be called the house of prayer; but ye have made it a den of thieves. – Matthew 21:12-13
Cowards would hide or stand down in the face of righteous anger, afraid to put them selves on the line in fear of being seen publicly as not a societal norm. Our system is ass backwards and the majority will jump through hoops of fire to escape any truth from collapsing their illusion. Turning to passive aggressive manipulation is their only means of attack, as they stand behind you, you feel a knife in your back.
Of course they will say your “anger” is crazy or bad, when they are in the wrong it exposes them for what they are. Like bro chill out I only shot her to steal her purse its cool. This is the attitude of society at large. An emotionless zombie apocalypse filled with self loving frauds. You have a right to be mad, just make sure it’s directed in the correct direction, and not another divide and conquer Hegelian Dialectic main stream media cow pie.
Often times the accusation of anger itself is an over exaggeration. Anger is a word assigned to those that need to be dispelled as crazy because their actions are righteous, and they reveal the truth that is hiding behind the accusation of anger. Is a man really angry for defending his family against an intruder? Is a man angry for defending his home and life from an invasive government corporation?
Is a man angry for having boundaries and freedoms that no other man should cross and upholding those boundaries to provide for his own and family? Many people assign anger because they are cowards themselves. When in reality it’s nothing but their ill advised delusions crashing down.
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<div class="texti">If you’re scared to speak your mind your voice is irrelevant. In fear of saying the wrong thing, you’re already self policing your own thoughts and mind. Many fail to realize why censorship is so dangerous as they question their own critical thinking in place of conformity bias. Wondering if you might offend some Karen or Nancy holding back your thought process. Whether online or offline society requires self censorship and if you disobey you’re an evil misogynist.
All these movements and marches slicing off junks of the English vocabulary to comfort their accountability. Forced to bite your tongue so some nut bag doesn’t get triggered and throw a temper tantrum. Society being babied and coddled unable to have a debate or conversation without getting emotional. Many topics of interest thrown in the trash to stave of personal responsibility, as the illusion progresses people start to hide from their own reflection in the mirror.
In all aspects of society you’re graded on your ability to turn off critical thinking and go into robot mode. Clinging to the very system that has you depressed and suppressed in some weird Stockholm Syndrome LSD trip. Any new thoughts or ideas are labeled dangerous to your identity kicking off your cognitive dissonance alarm. Quickly reformatting the hard drive back to default so your circuits don’t over load. Freedom of thought is strictly for crazy people and insane asylums as you clock in for your 9 to 5.
Chasing validation and clout on social media and in the workplace your routine becomes programmed to stay inside the conformity bubble. Repeating the same trends and tasks so maybe one day you’ll be rewarded with an employee of the month plaque. Failing to realize your creativity and joy are being sucked out as the mosquitos of censorship buzz around your ears. Living in a state of depression and anxiety all because you’re scared to think for your self.
Relationships and family fall apart as little issuesbecome huge with no ability to critically communicate. Problems get shoved under the carpet in fear of retaliation over feelings and emotions. Psychiatrists tickle your ears to keep you on their payment cycle repeating the same self help quotes as they drive away in their Mercedes Benz. Lawyers circling like sharks to take part in the fiat currency feeding frenzy as the system claps along to the beat of the song.
Censorship is far deeper than just cutting words out of the dictionary. Cancelling ideas and voices from being heard in the name of protecting the masses from using their brain. The system has deemed you’re far too stupid to judge things for yourself and act logically to accept or deny.
These groups of cry babies, Karens, and bureaucrats have taken it upon themselves to decide what you’re allowed to say and hear. They’ve also decided how you have to interpret what is said and how you receive it. Your entire mind being toyed with as a puppet while they take control of the narrative.
It’s not about saying naughty or provocative words on the internet to incite people but rather the freedom to think and say what you want without fear. To express yourself without the thought of being shamed is what leads to true creativity and validation even if you’re not accepted.
The reality is an artist has no creativity if they are worried about getting cancelled for how they paint their art yet so many are willing to sacrifice themselves for a world of black and white. Never painting their own picture as they remain a robot in the face of political correctness life starts to get quite bland.
The only way to fight back against self censorship is to unapologetically be yourself in the face of conformity and disapproval. People willing to sacrifice their social status to speak up and say what needs to be said without caring about cancellation or personal attacks. To stand on your individualism in the wake of the masses running in the opposite direction.
“In the end, there is no hope for freedom if men of the mind are not willing to truly stand for freedom, to make of themselves Gibraltar-like representatives of its attributes no matter what level of rejection, calumny and injustice is heaped upon them. This is the true role of the intellectual in history, his only role – to stand intransigently for truth and its concomitant of freedom, even in face of a vast social herd of academic pedants, poseurs, and media clowns stampeding the other way.” – Nelson Hultberg
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<div class="texti">I haven’t had Instagram but a couple months and it’s already obvious how thirsty these new age women are. Begging for attention, likes, and follows they are willing to put in hard labor just for the idea of being social media famous. Posting naked picture after picture in hopes of achieving that “status” of celebrity, when in reality the term celebrity is quite meaningless in the illusion of society for everyone but the yuppies.
Especially in today’s age, where there is 500+ social media websites with millions of people thinking they are celebrities because they entertain random internet people. On twitch people think they are famous because they babysit a bunch of little kids. On Instagram everyone’s a celebrity singer, model, actress. Facebook has the most famous political speakers in all of history. You get the idea.
These people live in a bubble where they think they are actually celebrities. Their narcissism in full swing. Half the time it’s obvious they paid for followers anyway while fronting their “status”. If I saw Pew Die Pie in the street I wouldn’t even recognize him yet these people fronting like they are celebrities for a few videos on YouTube. Give me a break.
It cost less than $10 to purchase 500 followers on most social networks and even YouTube subscriptions is quite cheap. It’s not hard to purchase status and to run in the hamster wheel trying to achieve status or popularity as your life goal is quite pathetic. At the end of the day no one is going to remember your user name or the picture perfect photos you posted in the same filter and Snapchat face as everyone else.
The entire concept of of chasing status leaves people as empty voids and zombies gurgling for their next meal. Some of these girls will literally like and follow hundreds of dudes a day and wait for the “follow back”. Once receiving they swiftly unfollow and move on to the next.
It’s really quite pathetic what these people are willing do to just to achieve the illusion of popularity. Like they are still in high school with their mentality hoping they can be the most popular cheerleader in school. They will send messages and pretend to care just fishing for that follow.
They will post butt picture after butt picture in hopes of a few followers and attention. These are the same girls you see in the streets with their eyes glued to their phone. Unable to have a regular real life conversation without staring at the ground awkwardly or acting like a crazy attention *****. Social skills of any kind have been lost with the illusion of social media celebrities.
I laugh quite often at the fact that people without social media, or for example, Instagram, have no idea who this “singer, actress, model” is yet they act like celebrities. Wait, who are you again? Haha. They have such an inflated ego when it’s based on nothing at all. They pretend they have accomplished something spectacular because they have $30 worth of followers chasing them for attention. The reality remains the same, outside your bubble you’re just like everyone else. Deal with it.
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<div class="texti">The first time it happened I was disgruntled and angry. Spiteful about how many memories I was losing. Looking up wondering why I can’t just speak my mind. Losing years of hard work and personal adventures because I mentioned something someone didn’t like. What I failed to realize at the time however is these self righteous corporations were doing me a favor.
Putting in years of hard work for them to utilize for profits while my creativity was absorbed by collectivity of what get’s the views. Holding out my phone in unique moments to post online without enjoying my moment in the sunshine. Forgetting what was important, now-a-days I rarely even carry my phone in public. A lesson learned as the blessing is revealed just in time.
It’s so easy to get caught up in modern day drama, the media wants you in fear to spin their next psyop. Some dude wants you imitating their words so he can cash in on the red pill manosphere. Another feminist praises misandry after she hit the wall and becomes miserable. The younger generations sucking on the nipple, ready to digest the radiation from the metaphorical 5G towers.
Being banned from social media multiple times has forced me to jump into new hobbies and interactions. Things I’d never have experienced if I was chasing social validation wanting to be e-popular. Building houses out of clay and sand with my autistic man hands. Many forget we live in a plane of opportunity once you turn off the internet. Whether it’s a few hours carving wood, painting, writing, baking, or just chillin’ with your chickens.
Contemplating ideas and thoughts you never would have explored if you were dancing along to social medias pre-determined outcomes. Philosophy and realm wide wonders being the center of imagination during nights offline, wondering what’s out there becomes the beat of the drum. Questioning what you’ve been told since birth, wondering what this life was all about, maybe there was more than the mundane mainstream mix tapes on radio repeat.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m a gamer at heart but we forget how real it can be to enjoy a conversation with some random in the street, maybe put away the phone for a little bit of small talkin’ about meats. Let the media larp as we cook up some fish and enjoy some hot dogs in the street. Everyone hiding in their rental agreement with gas prices doubling as we speak. Without community were certainly screwed before your heart drops another beat.
We inject ourselves with the social medias’ hate, divide and conquer is obviously their checkmate. Black vs white, red vs blue, man vs women, hegelian dialectic is their whip in the time of Satan’s seat. Where o’ where are the revolutionaries, freedom fighters, and biblical pastors to get the frogs outa the pot before it over heats. Sensory overload becomes the psychological pain we thought we could beat. Little did we know it was their coals we’ve been burning on with our bare feet.
Time to put down the phone and go for a walk, spark up a conversation with some dude on the block. Everyone so scared of the worst case scenario when in reality you might just get some dank food and a good conversation to boot. With more community the ruling elite really stand no chance against the power of some good grilling and conversation from your buddy down the street. Where o’ where are the revolutionaries, freedom fighters, and biblical pastors.
I speak from experience is all I can say, maybe it’s better to lose the internet for a few days of reality meditation. Embrace your individualism and join in on some local community interactions. Everyone needs a hug and some conversational stimulation, the chances of finding that online only come in forms of big payments to OnlyFans. Maybe here too if you join the militia, but I only send feet pics never the nudes.
All I’m saying is maybe you should log off from Twitter, Facebook, Bitchute, Youtube… drop the Instagram, OnlyFans, and the armpit sex attitude. I don’t know, just saw that was trending on Porn Hub. I might have made that up, you’ll never know. But maybe it’s time to disconnect and find something that really makes you passionate about your life here on this satanic realm we call earth.
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<div class="texti">That is the question. As many fail to realize their opinion being swayed from one corner to the next they go in circles chasing societies next dream. They forget they’re an individual as they dance for likes and attention on a platform with a secondary objective. Wishing to become the next big shot you fail to realize most are corporate picked. Did you really think it was based on skill or insight, rather than a silent corporate knife slicing at reality to get you to confirm to their morality.
Just look at EA games for example, as they dumb down each and every game in the hopes the casual stooge will buy, buy, buy. Don’t you think it would be in their benefit to promote youtubers and streamers playing their game? Or better yet hire some wannabe pro gamer to make retarded videos all day promoting their game and gambling system?
Ever wonder how the entire gaming community can hate a company and game so much yet their content gets millions of views and likes, while the personality on the channel is that of a doctor selling cigarettes in the 60’s. Except there it is, with 5 million views as a literal advertisement for Maddens pay to win model. Mean while the critics and gaming community get under 100k views total as they criticize this corporate pie, tasting like GMO wheat and stale rye. Do you think it would stop there?
As many main stream agendas are pushed, the social economy reaches a cliff. Reality is being created for you rather than you creating your own. Yet all along you think it’s just chance, the evolution of man. On a crash course with a concrete wall you continue to run on the tread mill. Hoping to become the next internet sensation they steal your dignity at at the same time. As they create social movements at the drop of a hat with millions to twitter along, as they like and share society becomes docile like a lamb. Perceiving the minority as a majority they are swept away in the main stream current.
Emotionalism and fear become the calling card. As they control the narrative you forget you even had your own thoughts or opinions. You continue to pedal their propaganda pretending its fact, all to fit in with conformity while killing your own individuality. You don’t have to think because it’s done for you, and reposted by the highest conforming or a simple bot and a few fake accounts. You can buy likes and subscriptions like candy and the world pretends its reality. Reddit is literally a conformity circuit, where only the most socially acceptable answers get promoted.
Never wondering if there was someone behind the scenes like Wikipedia and Youtube controlling everything you see and hear. From pushing pro vax propaganda you think its the majority. As you hop on board you fail to realize you’re the only one there, yet its too late because 1,000 other conformists already took the bait of conformity. Giving the corporations exactly what they need to perceive their authority.
Discovering that this would be the only reason for the creation of these platforms it starts to sink in. As you give away all your information for free to Facebook you scold the telemarketer for the same thing. Willingly giving up profitable information to control your very kin. All along calling people conspiracy theorists for question the social agenda, you never once raise an eyebrow to your own helpless conformity, clicking ‘like’ just to fit in. As ten more social networking psyops hit the internet you’re still chasing attention on Instagram, only having to strip down half nude to get a few likes. Another social media movement created but was there anyone really there?
As every Youtuber becomes a corporate sponsor or mouth piece you simply cheer them on. Rehashing someone else’s content or a few motion captures of a beach and your hypnotized. Entertain me or manipulate me becomes the slogan of every social media minuteman. With the attention span of fly they dart from one agenda to the next, never realizing it was all part of their agenda to control your next move. You jump in line for a time in the hopes you could be the popular on the internet.
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<div class="texti">Wherever you go on in life you will be meet with people that hold this mentality. Whether driven from jealousy, no confidence, or their inability to take responsibility for their own actions. These characteristics are exemplified on social media. Someone could perform a beautiful song or do some neat juggling tricks and there will be comments about their appearance, from teeth to hand size. People will make comments that have nothing to do with the video itself exclaiming some imperfection and that somehow negates the entire video.
This mentality is seen all throughout society whether it be online or off. This is especially obvious for women when it comes to their own personal appearance. Make up is the attempt at perfecting the face to some delusion of what society deems. Most men lifting weights are doing it for the same reasons.
Walking around with tooth pick legs and one arm bulge looking ridiculous. I see videos of the strange work outs they are doing wondering how it would ever benefit in the real world and how strange they actually look. Women are just as bad with that too, having some truly bizarre looking bodies being cheered on by the feminist empowerment #MeToo community.
Now there is a difference between shooting for perfection when creating a product especially in things like knives. An almost perfectly sharpened blade will cut much better and far more safely than a dull blade. A self defense blade with quality bearings is less likely to fail you in a bad situation.
A Hi Point handgun, while usable, isn’t the best choice for a self defense gun compared to a Beretta. Most people mistake this with their own personal appearance and achievements. That it has to be perfect to be successful or quality. Never realizing that this attempt at perfection is a lie to keep you jumping through hoops your entire life. Even the best made knife or firearm has imperfections, stovepipes, and jams.
People chase this perfection only to fall short every time. They never realize that the idea of perfection that was created for them is not achievable. Sometimes this is used as a form of control by parents to keep the child jumping through their narcissistic supply hoola hoops.
Each time you make the attempt they turn on the fire as you get burned in the attempt. Personally, many times I could get stuck in this mode, where perfection was the only option. Perfect hair, perfect car, perfect house, perfect outfit, perfect shoes, perfect watch, perfect job, perfect college, perfect degree, perfect perfect perfect.
People lose sight of their own individualism, what makes them different, they toss it all in the trash just to fit in with society, to chase the idea of perfect, to chase what they’re told is perfect. When it comes to things like make up I often asked myself what the point was.
When I had girlfriends I would tell them to not wear any because it’s much cuter to see a natural girl and I’m a sloppy kisser; I hate the taste of make up. They would disregard my opinion and request and wear it anyway. Whether they were trying to monkey branch by attracting another man or just had confidence issues from society making this demand, I do not know.
Things like working out were always a difficult task for me. Not because of the reasons you may think either. For me I only have so much energy, calories, and food to intake. I would rather spend that time “working out” digging a hole for clay or laying bricks, doing something that brings me actual value.
Working out is something that literally makes no sense, and is only practical for people that don’t do any real work in their life. It’s not a hobby because you can achieve the same thing in a real hobby while actually accomplishing something other than a societal appearance upgrade; which often times looks far more silly than the natural form itself.
This idea of perfection creeps its way into every aspect of life. The demand by society at large to mold you into what they want. To mold you into what they want you to be. To make you say what they want you to say. Meanwhile you are left as an empty shell with no real individualism or uniqueness as you follow a label or political position with the promise of perfection. A perfect society where we have no more problems. A society of conformists that must chip away at every thing they see unique or different.
The demand for perfection requires your conformity and it literally sucks you dry of everything that actually makes you, YOU.
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<div class="texti">The cliche thing to do now-a-days is travel. To book a cheap flight somewhere, fly there, spend a couple days or week there. Then fly home. This however is not what I would consider traveling. Perhaps a short vacation but traveling requires a bit more of an investment. A bit more time. Traveling is something you do when you’re not sure of the exact destination but you’re going for the adventure itself. You might need to fly over the ocean or something to save 3 months boat travel but maybe hitch hiking, taking a bus, or renting a car would be a bit more of an adventure. Most people work an entire year and take this one to two week vacation and call it traveling.
Now, there is nothing wrong with taking a vacation. Vacations are great. You recharge your battery, get away from work, and maybe even a tan. What I am proposing however is that you are missing out by going on vacations, rather than traveling. Instead of just recharging your battery to go back to another year of work why not save up for a few years and go on a year long vacation. Why not travel for several months at a time with no destination? It can sound scary. Quitting your job, moving your things into storage, or having someone watch the house but in reality there are other jobs out there. You can always find another employer especially with the experience of traveling abroad!
The benefits of traveling over a simple vacation are endless, from personal growth, confidence, and opening your eyes to the realities of the world outside what the media tells you. Most people are very sheltered on their cliche vacations hiding behind the illusion of fancy hotels and beach front condos. How much can you really grow looking at the ocean from the 35th floor of a luxury hotel? How much can you really grow flying over three countries to get there? How much can you really learn about yourself sitting in an airplane seat staring at the clouds?
See the reality is people have been sold this silly idea of vacations. It’s expensive, short, and the same every year. For the amount you spent to stay at a luxury hotel in Miami or Key West you could have hitch hiked to Panama and lived there for six months. Which one is going to bring new experiences? Which one is going to teach you about life and yourself? Which one is going to be riddled with adventures and meeting new people?
I can’t tell you the number of experiences and people I have met in my travels. Looking back on the vacations and family vacations I took this still happened but in such a low number. The percentages are hardly comparable. I’ve met hundreds and thousands of new people throughout my travels. With new stories, ideas, and perceptions of the world around them. From family ideals and philosophy to hobbies and learning new skills.
When you take the time to travel you meet the local farmer, the local hammock maker, the tortilla seller, you hear their stories, their adventures. Along the way you find private beaches and lagoons that you never would have found as a tourist. You meet locals, enjoy local foods, and get to know real people living real lives. Are you going to get this experience at Senor Frogs? Are you going to get that sort of knowledge on a cruise ship?
Another aspect of traveling is the therapeutic aw’ness of it all. Having the time to enjoy new environments and explore the things you wish you had the time to explore when you were on a short week long vacation. Not having to worry about a business meeting or getting to work on time with the right shirt on only to deal with some rude disrespectful costumer.
The reality is some of the most peaceful moments in my life have been sitting in the grass, leaning up against my backpack, scratching my dogs belly as we waited for a ride. On a cool summer night I could have laid their for hours, watching the sun go down and thinking to myself, “well I don’t mind if I do”. As I take a short nap.
The reality is traveling offers so much more to the soul of anyone doing it. The peace and joy associated with all of it. People offering food to me or my dog. Offering us rides or even a place to stay. All in the name of good conversation. None of these people would have been in my life if I simply flew to my destination.
None of these experiences would flow through my memory if I had just taken another vacation, another year of working 9-5, and another year of daily boredom at what my life had become. Traveling will change your perspective on life forever. It will change how you see people, and yourself. You’ll learn more about yourself the first night out there than 18 years of public school and college.
When it comes down to it the only thing that stops you from traveling over a vacation, is your mindset. Traveling is by far much cheaper. From hitch hiking, tents in campgrounds to campers and couch surfing, there are ways to travel extremely cheap. You could probably spend an entire month in Mexico for the price of one night at a luxury hotel. These are realities. It’s not the money, it’s not the time, it’s not your job, it’s only your mind set.
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<div class="texti">Often times when people hear the word anarchy they associate it with chaos, disorder, and violence. This isn’t always true however and often times organized anarchy is the best option for survival and freedom of the individual. Forced to take responsibility for your own actions structured anarchy is what a republic or democratic society claim to be. However, both are a simple ruse to mask the truth behind consensual slavery and turn anarchy into a chaos cult.
<b>an•ar•chy</b>
absence of government and absolute freedom of the individual, regarded as a political ideal.
<b>so•ci•e•ty</b>
an organization or club formed for a particular purpose or activity.
Society itself is nothing more than a figment of the imagination, a large culture created for control, as it’s self evident you do not have absolute freedom in society. You’re not even allowed to catch a fish without permission, build your house without permission and taxes, essentially all the basics of fundamental freedom and survival require permission from an authority figure or government. This in no way represents freedom in any way and actually is counter to freedom itself. If you can’t even survive with out societies created illusions, freedom is nothing but an imaginary friend.
People base their entire existence on this illusion never stopping to ask why they have to work all day every day just to survive, and in most cases can’t even survive in the climate that was created for them. Society itself is detrimental to the success of the individual, whereas organized anarchy offers unlimited possibilities for growth and advancement within a tribe.
Even when looking at public services and goods, throughout history it is self evident that people themselves without government or authority have the capability to build roads, educate their youth, provide proper water and housing, ect. It wasn’t until government, society, and fraudulent authority began flexing that people started starving, losing their families and farms, genocide, and more.
Prior to government survival was something you could provide for yourself. Freedom was something you could actually fight for. Modern day slaves beg for government intervention whether republican or democrat, kissing the ass of corporations and politicians just to keep their “gun rights”. Never asking the question why a free man would need permission to defend himself or build his own home.
The reality is society itself isn’t a group of people coming together, rather a dream propped up on propaganda to sell you on consensual slavery. To sign over your own children to the state and banks as they print out another birth certificate. Wondering why you can barely afford food and rent when you put in over 40 hours a week. Questioning your own life simply because you fell for the lie of society. The image. The hope of being “successful” according to their standards.
Organized anarchy removes all of the fraud and relies on honesty and taking responsibility for your actions, regardless of your operation or business. When a corporation sprays chemicals in the air or in the rivers so you have to buy water rather than collect your own, no authority should stand in the way of you burning down their buildings and robbing them blind.
Crimes against humanity are protected by the very organizations that claim to be protecting you. Politicians sign rules and codes that protect their investments while building new ones in the military industrial complex as they crusade across the plane.
Imagine for a moment if the USA was an organized anarchy rather than a corporation pretending to be a democratic republic. Imagine if the people actually stood up for their families, friends, and communities by actually fighting back against those that have proven to want to do harm in exchange for control and profits. The fields of Monsanto would be burned to the ground. Their operating facilities completely destroyed in an effort to prove we will not eat their test tube food.
The big banks would have lawyers and CEO’s hanging from light fixtures as they swindled the world in the largest ever international housing market fix leaving thousands without homes. As they gave themselves millions only to force the government to bail them out under threat of inflation from the corporate owned federal reserve. (Nothing federal about it.)
Imagine people defending themselves against the national guard when they invaded Kent State University shooting down over 10 unarmed students protesting the Vietnam war. Imagine if they had pulled out their own weapons and defended themselves followed with a community backlash of red necks and liberals working together to plow through their genocide. This is the difference between a society and organized anarchy.
Instead of watching Vicky get gunned down in Ruby Ridge or an entire church society burned to the ground in Waco Texas the organized anarchy militia would have shown up and shot down all those douche bags in costumes hiding in the grass with their dreams of murdering for money. Instead the politically correct society watches on television murmuring stupid memes to themselves as they prepare for another day of office work or post on social media as they pretend to make a difference.
Organized anarchy is total freedom for everyone. Total freedom to pick and choose where you spend your time, effort, and money. Need roads? Lets build them. Need hospitals? Lets build them. Instead of making them government or corporate owned mega facilities hell bent on the destruction of health for their own profit, control, and gain, the people would have power over their own health.
Rather than allowing a corporate mafia to pump you and your children full of unknown chemical soups that are known to contain things like mercury, formaldehyde, MSG, as well as random metals like aluminum. Rather than allowing one group to control all banks, hospitals, and food, organized anarchy would force variety and honesty in the market.
After a few bankers get hung in town square for fraud, theft, and deception they will think twice before trying it again. That is the difference between a statist and a free thinker. I don’t require government or authority to tell me what’s right or wrong, especially when the individual is far more capable of success without intervention from a bunch idiots in costumes.
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<div class="texti">The reality is most of us have been in a bad relationship. Most of us have been in a terrible relationship. Let’s face it, most of us have been in a lot of bad relationships. Most of us have been in a lot of terrible relationships. Personally my mother showed many characteristics of being a malignant narcissistic sociopath and this set me up to willingly date them unaware.
I don’t know if I attracted them per sae, as I attracted a lot of girls growing up. Somehow they always managed to be the ones I was in a relationship with however. Not always, but a large percentage of the girls I dated turned out to be exactly like this. Even once I started learning about narcissism, sociopaths, Jezebel personalities, Delilah personalities, ect. when I was younger they still managed to trick me every once in a while.
Many times I found myself feeling extremely depressed and unhappy with life when I was in these relationships. It didn’t happen overnight which is part of the trick. I would have seen it if it happened suddenly and without a well executed plan of attack. Often times it can take weeks, months, or even years to fully carry out their plan. Little by little, they start to whittle away at your foundation. At the same time they send out a psychological flank in one of your most vulnerable positions.
You wonder to yourself, how did this happen? I was just eating and drinking with my buddies, playing cards and enjoying some good fun when all of a sudden there was movement in the bushes. Little did we know there was something lurking, watching, waiting. We begin to worry, doubt, and fear what could be hiding in the bushes. Is a cute free range rabbit? I don’t think so. It’s too big. Suddenly it stops.
You look around and everything seems to be normal. Perhaps it was just the breeze you think. So you go back to having fun with your buddies. You are enjoying the freedom and liberty of life. The sunset is beautiful. The buzz starts to kick in from the beers. Another buddy comes back from the lake with some fish and another with a small boar he shot while taking a shit. You feel great, laughing inside, suddenly out of the corner of your eye you see several shadows dance across the tree line.
You look over and once again see nothing. This time you take no chances and send out a small team to recon and another to setup security just in case. Meanwhile you gaze through your binoculars as the spotter and long range shooter setup near by. Reports come back and it’s all clear. You see nothing and start to doubt your own leadership abilities. You wonder if you are starting to see things. You tell your team to come back and enjoy the rest of the night. You drink a few extra beers to calm the nerves and pass around a few jokes with the guys.
The sun has set, the moon is high in the sky, the forest is quiet, and the pond is still. All is peaceful on the top of the hill. A few guys are still playing cards while another is setting up his hammock. One’s passed out with a giant smile and a cigar still stuck to his lip. You can’t help but laugh and slap it out of his mouth.
This is when it happens. Those shadows become demons and the rustle of the bush turns into a full on assault. You scream not only for your platoon but also as a rally cry. You run for cover firing every chance you get. Platoon in total chaos as they run for their weapon dodging bullets and fire. You grab a grenade from your waste band, pull the pin, and throw it as far as you can taking position while flinging out some cover fire.
The only thing racing through your mind is doubt and fear. You can’t believe you let your self and your men get caught sleeping. Questioning the leadership as you slap a new magazine in. This is when you see it. You see the flank charging in. With one last effort you grab the M240 Bravo and try to cover. You yell for your team to get down as you spin in rapid fire. When the smoke clears there’s nothing left. Your hobbies, your dreams, your personality, it’s all gone. Your clip runs dry and all you here is click click click.
This is where I found myself many times during and after a relationship like this. Building your confidence back up can be extremely difficult. Getting yourself, your hobbies, your life back can be one of the hardest things ever imaginable. You look around at all the dead bodies and wonder how you could ever recover. You question who you even are anymore. Whether or not your personality is what it is or what it even is.
The only thing you can really do is bury the dead. As you start to walk away and realize everything that has occurred, your doubt becomes curiosity and your fear becomes depression. It’s a fuzzy feeling and quite hard to put words on the line, as your mind goes blank and your body pushes forward. You dust off old habits and hobbies that bring back some cognitive function. You feel the cool fall breeze biting your nipples as you go back for a sweatshirt before wondering to yourself how it all happened.
You stay up late reading internet articles like this one. Questioning your existence and what it is you’re doing. You start to realize you’re not alone and many men have fought this very battle. You’re filled with rage and joy while laying low as a survivor. You start to remember your wants and desires, your dreams and hobbies. Your shown a mission and objective with an achievable goal.
This is where true growth comes from. Self reflection and honesty. You see your self for who you really are. What you really are. As it becomes obvious looking in the mirror. Don’t let yourself get stuck in the process, because we have a very short existence. Wasting your time bashing and hating might build your falsified confidence but it won’t bring you to a place of consistent joy, you’ll be left sitting in the camp staring at your boy.
This is one area I truly struggle in, and that’s remaining humble. The ability to build confidence without hurting someone else can be difficult in this society. Especially when it’s so easy with no responsibility for your actions. You can personally see many times I have lost my humility from passion, emotion, or rage. It’s easy to do.
The only way we get through this is with a well educated platoon. Where each member has a unique tool set to add value to the tune. Where we truly argue and debate as men, with no topic off the table with true ideas and opinions to validate. Staying inside the camp of death you can’t revitalize who you are.
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<div class="texti">Over and over again the fake christian loves to rub Romans 13 in your face about obeying government. The reality is however they reveal themselves for the frauds they are by turning Romans 13 into government worship. Not only did they manipulate the Bible to create this lie, but it’s pushed on everyone in society to get total adherence to government of any kind. “You have to obey government because God says so”, even though it’s the opposite of what Romans 13:1-6 is speaking about.
To put things into context, here is Romans 13:
Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers. For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained of God. Whosoever therefore resisteth the power, resisteth the ordinance of God: and they that resist shall receive to themselves damnation. For rulers are not a terror to good works, but to the evil. Wilt thou then not be afraid of the power? do that which is good, and thou shalt have praise of the same: For he is the minister of God to thee for good. But if thou do that which is evil, be afraid; for he beareth not the sword in vain: for he is the minister of God, a revenger to execute wrath upon him that doeth evil. Wherefore ye must needs be subject, not only for wrath, but also for conscience sake. For for this cause pay ye tribute also: for they are God’s ministers, attending continually upon this very thing. Render therefore to all their dues: tribute to whom tribute is due; custom to whom custom; fear to whom fear; honour to whom honour.
Now here is a new age satanic knock off version found in most churches:
Let every soul be subject to the governing authorities. For there is no authority except from God, and the authorities that exist are appointed by God. Therefore whoever resists the authority resists the ordinance of God, and those who resist will bring judgment on themselves. For rulers are not a terror to good works, but to evil. Do you want to be unafraid of the authority? Do what is good, and you will have praise from the same. For he is God’s minister to you for good. But if you do evil, be afraid; for he does not bear the sword in vain; for he is God’s minister, an avenger to execute wrath on him who practices evil. Therefore you must be subject, not only because of wrath but also for conscience’ sake. For because of this you also pay taxes, for they are God’s ministers attending continually to this very thing. Render therefore to all their due: taxes to whom taxes are due, customs to whom customs, fear to whom fear, honor to whom honor.
<b>tribute</b>
an act, statement, or gift that is intended to show gratitude, respect, or admiration.
<b>tax</b>
a compulsory contribution to state revenue, levied by the government on workers’ income and business profits or added to the cost of some goods, services, and transactions.
<b>compulsory</b>
required by law or a rule; obligatory.
Right off the bat there are several clear differences. Some of which literally turn scripture into statist non-sense. Governing authorities? Really?! Just going to slip that in eh? Even though the governing authorities are the ones responsible for bible burnings and crusades? Millions of innocent people dead at the hands of genocide or the catholic church. One in the same. Not only did they manipulate the translation to governing authorities but they have flipped the entire paragraph of verses on its head. The scripture has nothing to do with government!!! At all. Literally nothing. Higher powers is a reference to preachers, not government! The scripture following proves this.
Another bold line is “for rulers are not a terror to good works, but to evil”. Why would scripture contradict itself two lines later by saying obey governments, then to say they are evil. You have to be a fake christian to tell others to obey government or a catholic in on it! Either of which, it’s clear you aren’t reading your Bible.
This is what happens when you let other people translate the Bible for you. When you let atheist professors or hell bound false preachers tell you what the Bible says. When you let the same government teach your children for 18 years in public education and private schools. Even most of the books in public school are printed by catholic corporations!
Tributes to pastors turned into taxes?! Really?! Only the most basic fraud Christian would not be able to see the deception created here and how this verse has completely been turned on it’s head to get you to adhere to their statist doctrine of the Nicolaitans.
Why on earth would the Bible tell you to obey these governing authorities while telling you they are evil? Why would you believe that without reading the Bible yourself? This is just another example in the never ending supply of idiots telling you what the Bible says. Read it yourself. Does it say to obey government anywhere?! NO!
You don’t need a preacher to understand what it’s saying. You don’t need to be a scholar from a government university. You don’t need special glasses. Just enlarge the print. It’s pretty clear this entire passage is a reference to preachers and supporting them. It literally has nothing to do with government and I challenge you to find anything in the Bible that says government is good.
The reality is the Bible is filled with truth about evil governments and rulers. Even the Israelites, not Israel the country of fake Jews created by the bankers of the Vatican to control the middle east, but the tribe of the Israelites, had no government. They had a king. Not to mention all throughout Revelations the Bible claims that the doctrine of the Nicolaitanes is one of the only thing Jesus Christ absolutely hates. Revelation 2:6 But this thou hast, that thou hatest the deeds of the Nicolaitanes, which I also hate. Do you know what the doctrine of the Nicolaitanes is?
Using religion as a government to control people. Nicolas—whose name means “one who conquers the people.” Who conquers the people? Who uses the bible as a club and religion as a noose, who?! Who sent the Spanish to Mexico and central America? Who sent Portugal? Who sent the British? Who sent the Crusades? Who? Who? Who?! Who killed off the native Americans? Why do they speak Spanish in Mayan Mexico? Let that sink in. Perhaps it’s time you read the Bible for yourself and stop letting these drunk delusional fools claiming to be pastors and priests tell you what it means. Just another Jesuit deception.
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<div class="texti">Many times atheists and religious make the claim that you have to live up to the law from the Bible in order to be a believer. They make this claim of course out of thin air, based on no scripture or even a logical reason. The reality is the Bible teaches the exact opposite.
Many people make the mistake of thinking the law is a list of demands from God to people. Don’t steal, don’t rob, don’t fornicate, ect. If you don’t live up to this standard you are not a believer and you are headed to hell. This is what religion teaches, a works based salvation. Even buddhism and atheism are works based religions. The atheist believes if he goes to school, gets a degree, gets a good job, invests, he should get his salvation “retirement” when he’s 60+.
The problem is this is not what the Bible teaches. AT ALL. The entire reason God put the commandments and law in the old testament is to show us we can not live up to a basic human moral code. On top of that, God’s standards for perfection and holiness aren’t the same as ours. If we can’t meet basic human moral code requirements, how could we ever reach God’s standards?
This is why it’s in the old testament. To show you that you can’t do it. That if you are left up to your own decisions you make terrible ones. When you rely on your own understanding you do stupid things. If Tom Leykis would have waited for marriage maybe he wouldn’t have had to suffer 4-5 divorces and years of time wasted. It wasn’t a demand that Tom not fornicate. Rather a warning to what happens when you do. I find it awfully contradicting Tom warns men about marriage and women yet bashes the Bible for exactly the same thing. Tom is more condescending towards people that don’t follow his “rules” as well.
Another example is STD’s, or bad pregnancy, or abortion, ect. The list goes on and on. If you didn’t have sex before marriage with some random girl abortion wouldn’t even be a topic. You wouldn’t have that STD that required a prescription or cream to remove. You weren’t forced into a bad marriage by having a baby. God isn’t demanding you not fornicate, he is warning you as to what happens in most cases when you do.
If God knows our hearts and desires he knows we are quite evil. We live in a fallen world cloaked by our own sin. He knows we love to have sex with young women and will do many things to get it. He knows boobs turn us on. He knows women use these things to destroy men. He knows there are some good submissive women out there. He knows you like getting a blow job while drinking scotch with your ankles tied together and Ron watching with a video camera. He knows all of this. Why would he create a list of demands knowing you can’t meet them?
This becomes the obvious truth. That the law is in place not to live up to, rather to show us we can’t do it. Not only does He show us this in the Bible, but our own actions prove it time after time. I have believed in Jesus Christ for 5 years now. I still sin daily. Certain things I wish I could stop but lust and pride are far too powerful for me to control. Once I can admit this and self reflect upon it the truth really come out. That you can’t do it. That you do require help.
Leaning on other humans will put you in an even worse position. You will be used and abused for profit and societal gain. This is why God had a plan all along. He knew our hearts, he knows our intentions, he knows our thoughts. He created a plan of salvation for even the worst of the worst. Jesus Christ was God in the flesh. He proved it by the death burial and resurrection. His miracles. His blood being shed was literal payment for our debt. Our sin. It wasn’t the blood of a prophet or buddha, it was God in the flesh. This blood was a payment for your sin, past, present, and future.
This means all sin. Future sin. Past sin. And RIGHT NOW sin. When you believe in Jesus Christ you are saved by faith. You are born again. Your flesh is still just as sinful as it has always been, but now you are cloaked in the righteousness of Jesus Christ. Not your good deeds or actions. On judgement day you are saved by what Jesus Christ did, not what you did. Salvation is a free gift and no religion can offer anything similar. The reality is religious people killed Jesus Christ.
Many religious people like to take advantage of this too. They use these “demands” from the Bible to make demands upon people. Like the Pope and government. Like the Pope and taxes and tithes. Like the Pope and the crusades. Like the Pope and the inquisition. Like the Pope and the Bible burnings. All through history the Vatican aka Pagan priest class, has been using the ruse of Christianity to destroy faith in Jesus Christ and truth. They have invented fairy tales like evolution, pushed corporations off as governments, murdered millions by financing both sides of every war for hundreds of years.
In retrospect this is one of the biggest lies in history. That the Bible is making demands upon anyone. The truth of salvation and Jesus Christ sets you free from this. It doesn’t make demands. The truth is though I’d rather follow his demands than my own commands. The decisions in my life have lead me down so many dark paths of self destruction and sabotage. The small decisions have lead to larger ones that continued to leave me in a state of self delusion or reflection.
These phrases and quips are all part of the bigger lie to destroy you as a human being. To turn you into a working zombie debt slave progressing the Vatican’s agenda of a one world government, religion, and world view. These silly world views are literally created for you.
Individualism is the greatest weapon against control and distinguishing yourself from the pack is the starting point for your own adventure and growth. Individualism is not taught in schools, it’s not taught in colleges, and you certainly won’t learn it at a corporation. Individualism is something only you can teach yourself by standing up in the face of a society that shuns truth. The reality is, you only have two real choices in life: whether or not to get off your knees and whether or not to believe in Jesus Christ.
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<div class="texti">It seems like no matter what genre or niche you jump into most people base their entire world view and life off of evolution. They have no problem finding error in everything else taught in public schools and universities but it seems a large majority hold to evolution as if it were their bible to life. Their world view and personality is literally altered and changed by believing in evolution. Their thought process, actions, and life all dictated by this theory.
I was a sucker too once, sitting in college, listening to some lady talk about how horses evolved to eat meat, lose ribs, gain ribs, get taller, then shorter, all kinds of non-sense. She passed around a horse skull and somehow that brought validity to what she was saying. All of this was backed up in the text book.
I was graded on my ability to memorize and repeat for an exam. When asked basic questions they had no real answer. They had no truth to what they were saying and everything in my body was telling me this. My gut wasn’t fooled but I had no choice but to memorize, repeat, and carry on. Quite literally, you can not graduate unless you believe evolution; especially in veterinarian care or other related subjects.
A few years later I over heard an atheist and a creationist debating while playing Battlefield 3. They were buddies in my clan and both smart guys and solid gamers. After listening to the entire thing I found myself thinking the atheist was a religious idiot. It was much easier to agree with the creationist based on logic and evidence. The problem was however both sides were simply repeating what they had been told.
They had no ability to critically think or question either narrative. Both were sold thinking they had the truth but obviously that couldn’t be the case. This is when I started using my own brain, and rather than trying to do the impossible, disprove God, I thought I’d try evolution first.
After poking holes in literally every aspect of evolution and reading through the history of it’s conception it was quite clear what the agenda was behind evolution and how successful it was at controlling their opposition.
Here are 7 Reasons the Religion of Evolution is Ridiculously Silly:
1) I come from German descent. My ancestors are German. Their ancestors are German. For a long time they lived in cold weather. A very long time. Why would they lose their fur coat only to need a corporation to create coats for them? Why would I de-evolve away my beautiful chimpanzee fur coat only to have to work ten hours and buy one from Colombia? It makes absolutely no sense that through evolution I would lose beneficial assets.
2) I can’t think of the number of times a tail would have been useful. From putting up rafters in a new garage or the roofing itself, I would have felt far safer hanging by one foot trying to pound in a nail if my tail was secured to the ledge. When I couldn’t quite reach down to get something on the engine, or when I slipped and fell on ice trying to scrape my windows off.
How many uses for the tail could be quite life saving and convenient. How many reasons to have a tail? There is literally not one reason I would ever want to lose my tail. It carries nothing but benefits in every aspect. Even self defense or carrying groceries, it literally makes no sense why I would de-evolve my tail. That’s silly.
3) Ever since the dawn of time we as humans have required eye sight for survival. Without this, survival would be near impossible without support. Why would millions of people have terrible eye sight and only growing worse? Why would millions need little pieces of glass in front of their eyes just to see the sign across the street? Why would we all de-evolve something so precious as the ability to see. It’s required for the very survival of our being. Why would we get rid of it? Why would we need glasses? Why de-evolve just to have to pay an eye doctor for an exam, followed by a corporation for some little gadget.
4) Diversity itself is proof evolution doesn’t exist and never has. There are several biomes on the planet that remain constant, to a degree. Darwin’s very premise that multiple colored birds proves evolution actually disproves it. If evolution were in fact true, each one of these biomes would have no diversity. There would most likely be a single plant, single organism, and that’s it.
One of each type would evolve to be the best, kill off everything else, and leave no diversity at all. There would be no symbiotic relationships in nature. Nothing. It’s silly to think the biome of Africa would have diversity of any kind of evolution were true. It would be bland with one type of grass, one type of grass eater, one type of hunter, and nothing more. There is no reason evolution would evolve into diversity. Actually the opposite.
5) Survival of the fittest is a delusion. Many times in reality this is very obvious, that survival of the fittest is not real. When a whale swallows a school of plankton which one is the fittest? When your job tells you to work on nuclear waste and you die three years later because of health problems was it survival of the fittest?
When bombs blew up the world trade centers, was it survival of the fittest for those that were not in the building? On every level, survival of the fittest is a delusional motto for the narcissist. The one that thinks more of them self when in reality they are left quite stupid and delusional. What better place to have your enemy.
6) Fraud and scams throughout the entire history of evolution. When I finally did research on horse evolution it was actually proven fraud over 75 years ago. They literally proved that they glued and manipulated several different animals jaws together to create the meat eating horse. Another fraud that was proven was the Piltdown Man, another, whale hoax, it goes on and on and on.
There are hundreds of others just like this, that claim to be fact but really nothing but a magic trick. The saddest part is these scams are still taught as fact in colleges. It was a fact in my college course in Arizona that horses used to eat meat, and they had a different numbers of ribs, and blah blah blah. College facts proven to be scams, yet I was still paying money for this information and required to memorize and repeat it!
7) It’s taught along every other liberal and feminist agenda. It would be crazy to think that out of all the lies they teach in public school and college that evolution would be the one truth. It goes against common sense to think a snake is going to give you super powers upon bite, reality is, it’s poison and you need an emergency dose of truth. Evolution itself has an extreme toll on the conscious, agenda, and world view of everyone that believes. It’s not a coincidence feminists and atheists march together on many occasions and are the first to celebrate censorship of anything Bible.
Funny enough, both agendas flip the Bible to it’s polar opposite. Something the Bible actually claimed years before the agenda itself was presented. It closely resembles that of the eugenics agenda. When I closely examine evolution itself as a religion rather than fact, you start to unravel the truth behind eugenics, project paperclip, and the truth behind planned parenthood itself. You start start to see how this is all intertwined with feminism and flipping reality on it’s head. The agenda of evolution isn’t something new in history, rather just a new title for the atheos, the pagans; a controlled opposition of the catholic church.
When I started my own journey researching these topics I soon learned who was really behind this agenda. How it benefited them and how they could easily control their opposition in plain sight. The Vatican realized not everyone would believe their lies, and they knew no one would read their bible, so what better way to control those that pose a threat?
But by making them allies in the shadow while pretending to be their enemy in the light. It created an entire social class of people that will remain under the umbrella of religion, corporations posing as governments, and statism. Never knowing they were just a pawn for the very thing they hated. Religion is religion.
In fact, it made far more sense that there was originally two people, let’s call them Adam and Eve. They were created with perfect DNA. Through history as that DNA has been replicated, similar to burning a VHS tape or Disc over and over again, eventually it will no longer be readable. Similar to DNA, as we replicate and carry on it breaks down. Proven in science by the law of thermodynamics everything in our closed system is breaking down. This would follow suite with the Bible and the idea that our DNA is in fact breaking down.
It would also be backed up by clear evidence of our systems breaking down, including an increases in illness and disease. The fact we need glasses, routine check ups, and corporations for our survival would prove we aren’t even as smart as generations a few decades ago. You probably can’t even do math without a calculator.
Back in the day they built entire structures without a computer or measuring tape, without a blueprint or supervisor, no building permit, they just did it; and their structures are still standing today. What can you say about your woodchip, glue, and plastic house?
Praise be to Darwin and the prophets like Dawkins, for without their preaching the world would never know the truth of evolution. Amoeba! Amoeba! Amoeba! Praise be to evolution and secular society. Amoeba! Amoeba! Amoeba!
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<div class="texti">Having a conversation with a statist can be quite difficult. Most of their responses and cliche “just follow the rules” rhetoric has been created for them. Their opinions, thoughts, and actions: all controlled by statist propaganda burned into their skull as a child in government schools. They continuously pop out ridiculous statements about how they are a perfect law abiding citizen and that anyone that breaks a rule or regulation is now a full blown criminal that deserves to die, get tazed, or slammed to the ground by 6 sociopaths in costumes.
Did you just do 56 in a 55? Well than it’s YOUR fault the cop used his emergency lights in a non-emergency to collect revenue, it’s YOUR fault he pulled you out, and it’s YOUR fault he tazed you for asking questions. Don’t break the “rules” if you don’t wanna get tazed and kidnapped. <- This is the type of logic these people have. These are the types of arguments they make. There is no reasoning with this type of person.
They sole heartedly believe the government is their savior. Their actions and words portray the government as the reason they can survive. They act as if the government died for the sins and paid the penalty for them on the cross. Forget Jesus Christ and the truth, government and the pope died for my sins. No matter what they do, no matter how many people they kill and hurt, the statist will blindly follow. Look at ANY genocide in history. Pick just one out of the thousands and thousands of government sanctioned murder of their own people. Was Hitler really the bad guy? I doubt he personally gassed a single Jew. He may have ordered it, but a bunch of statist idiots carried out those orders…
Why? The belief in government. I’m just doing my job. I’m just following orders.
These people have no empathy. They have no human emotions. They can’t feel joy or happiness. Their entire lives are wrapped around themselves. They feed off the discomfort and misfortune of others and literally get off on harassing others or bringing them down. Any position of power is a constant train of this supply as they can use it to hurt others. This is the constant onslaught of non-sense, delusional mentalities, and narcissistic supply grabs statist use in any conversation. Let me guess? I’m racist. ><
I remember asking myself a few years ago, how on earth could an entire country rise up and do something as horrid as kill their own people. Kill innocent people for living their lives. How could this be possible?
It becomes so painstakingly obvious how it does happen. How it continues to happen. How it never really stopped happening and simply moves to another location. People have a blind faith in government. They worship at the feet of government. Disobeying “authority” is not even an option for these people. Instead of saying “no” they choose to carry out these acts on innocent human beings. Whether the excuse be fighting for freedom, democracy, or officer safety the results are the same. Freedom is slavery and slavery is freedom to the statist. Let me guess? I’m anti-American. ><
The reality is America was free at one point. There was peace between Europeans running from catholic crusaders and natives offering them a home. There was community. Personal responsibility. Freedom to worship Jesus Christ. Then the pope sent a bunch Jesuits over and had a constitution ritual, creating a corporation known as the United States of America. British statist then began indoctrinating the public into this new religion of government. The “militia” were run by Washington and the likes, all working for the pope. A lot of real soldiers diaries have comments tuned to stories showing how the real free Americans showed up to these events only to leave knowing they were shills for the pope. Most of these stories of the founding fathers, or prophets as the statist would say, are make believe. They were not about freedom. They were about control.
The best slaves are the ones that think they are free.
Thinking a constitution or piece of paper gives you rights or protections is delusional. And thinking it’s going to limit or stop a government that created the ritual from invading your personal freedom is down right insane.
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<div class="texti">Once in a while I get fed up with a certain game or the game designers alternative motive and throw it down. Often times it’s another DLC money grab from the developer or a hidden pay wall to win. Regardless, money seems to be the only thing driving the modern video game market. On the other side of the coin you have millions of avid gamers willing and ready to murder someone just to get one rank higher in CSGO, League of Legends, or WoW PvP. You name the game, with online multiplayer, 98% of the player base turns into cut throat douche bags trying to achieve a pixelated accomplishment. Have you ever noticed a common theme among these current games? The community is “toxic”. You can read hundreds of these reviews for almost any online multiplayer game.
In regards to games going down hill in the last 5-10 years that point could be made. That developers have used the internet and hype to clear out the pockets of their fans while delivering low brow, no creativity, non functioning video game as their 5th alpha game this decade. Some fans claim the pretty graphics make up for low quality gameplay and non existent creativity as they hold up just a few games in the last 10 years to maintain their point.
Another reason some of these games like WoW last over a decade, because nothing has come out to beat it. You can list some other game but the reality is nothing has been as popular as WoW for PC gaming. Other hugely popular games like Minecraft or Terraria still remain some of the top games out there, with the most copies sold world wide. These games are not graphically amazing and two of them are essentially a 2d Windows 98 game. The reason they were so popular is the creativity behind the game. WoW is a bit of an exception as lore and past games built into it but games like Minecraft are solely on their own.
Games that are not known for their online multiplayer seem to be the most popular as far as playability. Or online multiplayer without the “PvP competition”. I put that in quotations because a lot of people seem to think “skill” is involved in ranking high in a lot of these games but the reality is you just have to play a lot. There is no “Call of Duty skills”, however there is memorization of maps, spawn locations, and objectives. Which is hardly a measure of skill, but rather you simply put more focus on CSGO than the other guy.
Most of these online games themselves can be won depending on who is the host alone! Games like Fortnite where players gloat about being #1 when the reality is the best gamers probably aren’t wasting away on Twitch begging for donations. They have real hobbies, real lives, and other things they prefer doing than staring at a computer all day. Yet this is considered a “skill”. If someone get’s 1st in 100 Fortnite matches but played 500,000 matches are they really skilled? Verse someone that gets 1st in 100 Fortnite matches with only 500 games.
This brings me to my next point, that the internet actually killed video games. Between Twitch and YouTube it seems game developers base their entire game off what a few streamers say online and their baby sitter audience of 8 year olds. Have you ever played a game that had potential? That was a lot of fun?
Only to watch it get destroyed by these “skilled” players because they can’t actually do it. Dumbing down games like WoW where the hunter bow quest from vanilla actually took some class skill to accomplish. Or at least knowing your characters limits and abilities very well. It was actually a token of accomplishment in game, whereas modern WoW simply hands out gear for “completing” a run.
These same people get into multiplayer games, playing hours a day, whether they are silver, gold, or diamond, commando, or super man of CSGO, it all remains the same. Their attitudes and delusions of becomming the next Twitch famous streamer is held up next to their “COD” weekend tournament trophy. (Only 3 teams entered). They cuss you out online for hitting the wrong button, they flame you for using “e” instead of “q” when you should have “w”. Yet they are the same rank as you. The entire online community of video games has turned into a cesspool of narcissistic morons that think video games is an actual skill. It’s not! It’s entertainment!
I remember back to Super Nintendo, N64, regular Nintendo, Sega, Xbox, ect. How much fun the games were, how much fun I had at LAN parties with buddies, and how intense those Halo sessions were with a group of friends. We’d usually go to the store first, get a bunch of fake food and snacks with some sugar water and hit the console all night.
Renting a game for the weekend was such an exciting thing as a kid and the excitement in the car as I anticipated the bike ride to my buddies house to sound the alarm for the new game. I don’t remember ever having a real fight, being cussed out, or threatened in any of these matches. Were their intense moments? Of course, but that’s what made it fun. At the end of the night there was no ranking, no delusional stat system. It was all fun and it built those relationships.
The internet however, has turned gaming into some sort of retard competition where hitting one button a second before the other determines your “skill”. Lag itself and who is hosting the game, forget all that, it’s not like it matters when the opponent has an extra 3 seconds of visual time before you do right?! Haha.
Or other games like League of Legends that are won and lost at the champion select screen. Does it take skill to play that game? No. Literally none. What it does require though, is a lot of time spent memorizing and staying updated on their champion updates. A game where they literally buff and nerf champions to sell skins as their player base cries about rank and skills. Sorry dude, but there is no skill required in playing League of Legends.
The worst part is these are the people that make up the “toxic community”. A bunch of gun hoe retards chasing a rank. They get so caught up in this rank they are willing to act like a douche bag in order to lord their “skill” over another person that most likely just hasn’t played as much. These same tools will admit to being on a “smurf” account as they belittle and flame anyone that messes up. Reality check, you are playing with bad players just to feel good about yourself.
It’s a bit of a narcissistic supply grab for many of these sociopathed out morons. The difference between the internet and no internet is, if some little douche bag ran his mouth in real life like that he’d get his ass beat because fighting requires more than button mashing, luck, and no lag. I promise you won’t see the left or right hook coming but I can guarantee you’ll be crying about hacks as you crawl up in the fetal position hugging concrete. Then they learn not to act like that anymore.
Online however, is a different story. In most cases the toxic player will gaslight their victim into calling them out. In which case the real toxic player will report the victim along with their crew of butt buddies and you will get banned or timed out from playing. I remember when I used to play League of Legends seeing this exact scenario played out.
Some douche bag was harassing another player for not “w” when he should have “e” and I simply called him a douche bag and told him to shut up, let the guy play. I was banned for 2 weeks immediately after the game by their “auto” ban feature. Why? Him and his 69 partner reported me. Games like this literally promote toxic behavior without even allowing the victim to fight back without threat of ban them self. Another reason online gaming sucks.
Having to be politically correct all day just to keep your job only to come home and do the same thing in your video game under threat of ban or removal. Call someone out for being a little dicked douche bag, or a passive aggressive cunt, and you will be banned. Games like League of Legends teach their fans to behave like good little passive aggressive faggots with no threat of any type of slap on the wrist.
Not even a verbal confrontation is allowed or the victim will literally get banned. A typical response to this is usually “get better baddy”, and to those people I always ask them what game they play, then I ask their rank, typically I am twice their rank at least, and about 1/10 the play time… and I AM NOT EVEN TRYING TO GET A RANK.
It was hilarious listening to low ranked CSGO players cry about rank and how hard they try when I would simply hop in the game and play for fun, mopping the floor with them. It brought me down memory lane to write this article however as it required me to relive my Super Nintendo days, and the extreme amounts of fun playing Golden Eye for the N64. Or Mario Party. Was their competition? Sure. But if you were too big of a dick head you just weren’t invited back.
The problem with online gaming however is that the invitation is always there. Regardless of how many you block and report you will simply be put on another team with another toxic douche bag chasing a pixelated rank that some how brings worth and value to their life. It doesn’t matter the game, how good or bad, there will always be toxic players, cheaters, and strait up douche bags, and this is exactly why I say the internet killed video games.
Filthy casuals..
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<div class="texti">No amount of research, facts, or studies will ever persuade someone to see something they don’t want to see. Certain truths in life have the effect to either change someone or make them create a delusion to cover the truth. Once confronted, they are left with one of the two options.
Those that chose to dig a bit deeper, to discover and figure out whats going on are the ones that will understand what I am saying. The ones that chose to create a delusion to cover this truth will write it off as crazy or ridiculous. Their reaction is predictable. Ours however, is not.
The tip of the iceberg that sank my Titanic was the media. Something was always off about their presentation and the way they would coach or manipulate their interviews and information. That inner gut was saying these people are full of it. When you start to look at what they are saying from a 3rd party perspective, it’s clear they’re pushing an agenda. Noticing that all these media outlets are owned and operated by only a few large corporations it was easy to figure out who’s agenda they’d be pushing.
The moment you start to question the reality we are forced to believe in, is the moment your life starts to change forever. If you manage your way through the maze of cointel pro, disinfo, and deceivers.. you’ll find yourself in the calm of the storm. You’ll start to uncover the lies and manipulation that have been programmed into you since day one. Since the first day of kindergarten to this very moment. Using vehicles like television, statism, religion, materialism, and self worship all to control your mindset and actions.
Never forget this moment in your life. As its evidence that you can easily be deceived and manipulated to believe fact as fiction and vice versa. Let it be a testament to holding to absolute truth and not our own imaginations.
“Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.” – Matthew 7:13-14
Never forget, at one moment in your life you too (as I) were one of those idiots chasing terrorists because a piece of aluminum knocked down a steel and concrete building. Never forget you too (as I) were one of those douche bags saying “survival of the fittest, prophet darwin says evolution is real I’ma monkey”. Never forget you thought Jesus Christ was a religion or works salvation when in fact He preached against it.
Never forget that moment you stopped believing the News.
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<div class="texti">It’s understandable why so many live in fear, as they listen to the main stream media and fake news their normalcy is adjusted to ludicrousy. They don’t question or discern anything they hear, but rather formulate opinion based on conformity bias. Never even stopping to think about the longevity of their life style. Never thinking about the consequences of their very own actions.
Whether working 5 days a week cheering from your cubical as hump day becomes your only source of excitement based on an age old sexual innuendo relieving you of your depression for a moment as you wait for Friday. This cycle repeats of course because your thought process has remained the same. Your identity is based on an illusion that continues to disappoint you.
Life flies by as you continue climbing the ladder in hopes of reaching success based on what society has taught you. Never understanding that this society you care to impress, is nothing more than a narcissistic parent watching you jump through hoops as you waste away on trivial pursuits of materialism or pride. All in hopes of appeasing those that wish to see you fail regardless of your own heart, leaving your identity behind as you give part.
Wondering why life is so boring as you live under the security blanket of society and all its plunders. Stealing resources from all the 3rd world countries just to live like a queen in the moment, you forget how to achieve anything real. As your boss claps as you swallow up another company in a merger, all for some profits and approval. Is it really a wonder or rather the consequences of your very own choices.
You look on and get jealous of anyone doing something real because you, yourself, are scared. You’re filled with fear and anxiety from a society that would have you dead in a ditch before it let you become an individualist. The reality is you were just being a little bitch. A conformist saluting the statue of society as you shine their boots and collect approval from your master. All along clapping as you admire.
Like any hobby or passion, whether it be adventure or music, you’re always limited by one simple factor. Following the trend or jumping through circles instead of creating your own, you fail to realize what’s really important in any journey. Coming to the realization that you can create from either perspective opens the door, but remains a choice in the end. Whether or not your faith endures will fall on each warrior in the face his own dragon.
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<div class="texti">After listening to delusional vegans and ignorant environmentalists push their agendas I started to begin wondering about some of the current problems with nature. From mass animal die offs to local wildlife populations nearly going extinct to local corporation farms. As I watched the DNR absolutely destroy the deer population locally as a child with many of their absolutely stupid hunting season and regulation setups it really started to dawn on me. Visiting another beach where they had concrete breakers and protection for miles along the coast. As they plugged in 5G phone and EMF transmitters world wide. As they sank thousands of energy producing gizmos into the ocean. As they laid thousands of miles of internet cables.
To begin with, many vegans fail to realize you can’t grow enough food on your own to sustain a vegan diet. Especially in places that only have a grow season of about 4 months. To solve this problem vegans have turned to huge corporations to grow their food for them. As they destroy forests and soil around the world all to appease these stupid vegans. Forests become dust bowls of GMO crops and corn as vegans digest their GMO fiber and DNA silencing wheat, they seem to have forgotten where this “food” comes from and what it is.
After I turned a farm field into a food forest I quickly saw thousands of animals moving into this 5 acre plot. From pheasants and quail to great horned owls and hawks, to rabbits and mice, and deer a like. Almost every morning I had a pack of turkeys clucking around my garage. These animals had been starving all winter as they searched for food in the desolate desert of farm land. Completely depleted of food, water, and soil.
These same go green types support wind energy, as they drop wind farms all over the world corporations cash in on free energy. Meanwhile thousands of birds are killed daily just from the blades of these turbines. Let alone the frequencies and EMF waves being given off by the cables, electricity, and everything in between. These wind turbines are placed in oceans, valleys, all over the world. What many don’t realize is these EMF waves literally drive animals insane. Most marine wildlife require the use of frequencies for communication, travel, and catching food.
When these EMF waves from internet cables, wind turbines, and everything else are dropped in their feeding grounds and travel paths you will immediately see starvation and confusion among the ocean life. The fact scientists pretend not to see this is just more evidence of them sucking on the governmental tits that write their paycheck.
The reality is when there is no wildlife, animals, or natural food left you will have no choice but corporation farms and Walmart. This is their agenda and the useful idiot of the environmentalist is helping push it along. As they destroy the very thing they claim to want to protect they are aggressive in their crusade, all along never realizing it was them that was causing the pain. This coincides with the agenda 21’s, the agenda 30’s, ect. As they program gullible white knight wannabes to be the protectorate of corporations rather than the wildlife they claim to be helping.
When you look at the areas of these die offs and the animals themselves its quite clear to see they are running from something and when they die are mostly malnourished. Like a glove this reality fits the problem. With science backing it up the most destructive thing to our environment is the one that claims to want to protect it. As they take rights away from little farmers, in most cities unable to even own a chicken, and being raided for selling raw milk (natural vaccines) at gun point the environmentalist cheers the government on.
How dare you lovingly raise animals and use them for food and survival when you could just have a corporation grind up GMO wheat and grass and press it into a vegan patty. How dare you take care of your land when corporations could turn it into a chemical dust bowl for vegan production. These delusional idiots have no problem telling me how evil I am as I eat fresh food while they literally destroy everything and anything around them all in the name of their social identity and wannabe good samaritan (when people are looking).
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<div class="texti">Living outside the USA for several years now it becomes even more obvious to the rampant statism on both the left and right of politics. Looking in from the outside it’s easy to see the delusions of both Trump supporters, Clinton supporters, and all the past presidents that people have supported. It’s easy to see how hypocritical and two faced each and every political advocate is.
Twisting facts and emotions to fit their own agenda that was in fact created for them. Conservatives and republicans parade around with their new libertarian friends proclaiming freedom while they advocate prison like public school systems, murder at the border, while ignoring clear indicators that Trump himself is just another puppet.
Liberals and democrats are in the same boat, making them selves into victims as they harp on emotions to feel safe. Both sides are delusional yet they both think they are right. Both sides have had their opinions and thoughts created for them with little to no thought.
Many of these political idiots don’t really even grasp the fundamentals of freedom itself. What freedom actually means, and where it comes from. They love their 1st and 2nd amendment but in reality it offers nothing but a security blanket for the weak minded. All along never realizing that these amendments are privileges granted by a government, as it’s become quite obvious it’s not to “hold” government in check.
They do whatever they want, and since the war powers act the president has had CEO power over the entire corporation. Did it ever occur to you that every human being has the right and power to defend them self? Regardless of what some random pieces of paper say? Did you know every human being has a right to build shelter, forage for food, and survive without permission from a group of douche bags in the city..
Conservatives will tell you how free they are as they go to the local gun store to ask for permission to fish, hunt, or buy a gun. They then jump through 50 loop holes, permits, taxes, stamps, and more permission just to get special types of weapons or a basic suppressor (that can be built with a damn oil filter for 12 bucks). The funniest thing about these conservatives is they don’t even understand the basics of law and government.
They claim to be free while begging for permission to keep their guns. They beg for suppressors, AK’s and AR’s in the voting booth while claiming they live in a republic and their “rights” are secured under the Constitution. If that were truly the case you wouldn’t have to vote, donate to the NRA, or anything like this. If it was truly a republic your “rights” granted by a government, which in reality is a privilege can be taken away by the stroke of a pen by any politician.
What an oxymoron to be a right winger telling everyone to donate to the NRA to keep your gun rights. How stupid can you possibly be? If the NRA is protecting your gun rights what is the point of the 1st and 2nd amendment? If the 2nd amendment protects your gun rights why are you voting and cheering on politicians? The entire thing is a shit show strait off some drama reality TV show. Claiming to be awake these people are just as dumb as the liberals they make fun of.
They don’t even change up their Hollywood political show either, it’s the same drama year after year. Every time a new president is in office they create drama for the opposite political realm to harp on as they continue the governmental agenda. With Obama it was his birth certificate.
With Trump it was working with Russia. Clinton it was a sex scandal and now we see the same with Trump. It’s all low brow drama to fuel the delusion of left vs right politics. To keep the engine running as they fulfill their agenda with both left and right creating the foundation that will crush both sides.
Complaining about stupid shit like corporation created borders, claiming the need to shoot innocent people in search of shelter and food. Total sociopaths hiding under nationalism while claiming to be conservative. An entire culture founded on murder, invasion, and the theft of resources from innocent people, wants to cut off all other people from “their land”.
To be honest the entire lot of these Euro Americans should head back to Europe. Claiming to be Americans they know little of the ways of freedom let alone how to practice it. Clinging to a story of revolution against the British, the reality is they were conducting their own genocide on the very grounds they claim were theirs. To be a conservative republican in modern days is nothing short of a liberal. Begging for government intervention on every corner, you’re no different than the one you point your fingers at yet you don’t look in the mirror.
Every human being has the right to build shelter, grow food, and enjoy some creative happiness. So get off [President’s Name Here] dee already and start questioning the narrative as you unravel the truth about freedom and the lie you’ve been sold.
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<div class="texti">Humility is a difficult concept to understand. Even once you understand it the principles you’ve learned can be swept under the rug in a heart beat letting your pride take the drivers seat. We’re all guilty of this on different levels and reminding yourself of where you came from will always bring you back down to reality.
No matter how monk you are, no matter how MGTOW, we were all blue pill at some point in our life. For most of us is was a large portion of our life that we were blue pill. Some men take 40 years to figure it out. Others learn more quickly from others mistakes or their own. The reality remains the same though, we were all blue pill at some time in our life. We were that poor sucker SIMP who tried to make our girl happy. Who tried to do more and more to get her approval. We were that guy.
Pride can be a dangerous weapon. It leads to poor decision making and aggressive behavior. Unfounded aggression and unrealistic conversation become the norm for someone letting their pride run their life. When someone forgets where they came from or what made them the person they are today it’s easy to go into this mode. When you forget all the mistakes and stupid things you did for a women it’s easy to repeat those mistakes while thinking you’re not.
It’s a deep cycle that lends itself to the collapse of true conversation and learning. When you’re pride is in the drivers seat it’s almost impossible to explore and learn new concepts. To put aside old belief systems that obviously don’t work. To take the time to discover what the truth is behind the system.
Most men know an awful lot about female nature, but do they know where female nature came from? Do they really understand the underlining principles of “female nature” that seems to be global and historically un-ending. All the way back to the garden it seems the serpent has used “women’s rights and feminist” to lure the women away from her role and turning her against it.
When you cast aside your pride while looking at your own past walking down the blue brick road it’s easy to bring yourself back down to earth. You don’t feel the need to attack new members of MGTOW because they aren’t the perfect example following all the laws of MGTOW. You don’t feel the need to attack new ideas and concepts presented by other MGTOW. There’s peace in your heart as you look around and realize you were just as blue pill as this guy, if not worse!
A lot of men get on their high horse and lord around their personal accomplishments as if it’s a badge of honor. It’s not. It’s pride. Step back and really look at yourself and how blue pill you were in your life. Be honest with yourself and stop putting on a masculine show, egg heading with other men that might understand things a bit better than you. Unfortunately with pride goggles on it’s hard to see anything clearly.
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<div class="texti">Female validation can be an extremely positive and uplifting thing for a man when used in the correct context. A big hug from a loving grandma or mother can be amazing. However, the majority of the time I see women using it as bait to hook victims and begin to play with their emotions. Many women know how powerful their validation is and use it for their own benefit rather than for the man or boy.
This behavior is often times learned as a child. The young boy grows up with a mother who does exactly this. She uses her validation, time, and energy as cookies for the unsuspecting child. Abruptly cutting off this validation leaves the child in a state of confusion and terror as they try to grasp why their mother no longer gives them any attention. The mother is usually doing this to create an unhealthy dependency from the child onto her. Like locking down a victim for future infinite narcissistic supply.
If there are many children they will be used as pawn in this game of female validation. Like clock work the mother will rotate the children dealing out psychological trauma to each one as she builds her army of supply wagons. Young girls see their mother doing this to not only the children, but the husband and father as well. She starts to see how she can use her attention and validation to get what she wants rather than supporting her siblings and father. She begins having temper tantrums, pouting, and acting like a princess to get her way. This is all learned behavior.
The father has already been beaten down for the last 25 years so he is no match of defense for the children so the games continue. For years and years attention and female validation are used as a whipping stick for control and the mothers own personal need for attention and drama. Young boys are left in a psychological thunderstorm as they try to figure out why they feel the need to chase this validation.
Wondering why their mom doesn’t actually give a shit about them at all. This all carries over into dating and relationships obviously, along with a mess of other psychological issues that can cause self destruction and rage without dealing with it personally.
Often times young men are trained to be wild dogs on the hunt for this validation. As boys, they are caught in the crossfire of their own moms hunt for narcissistic supply. They have been in so many situations where the love, validation, and attention was cut off without notice. A young boy left to wonder why his mother only loves him when it’s convenient or when it suites her needs. He begins chasing this validation. Trying harder and harder to get his mothers attention only to fall short.
Men find them selves chasing this same validation in the dating game. They try and try and it never seems good enough. They chase this validation wondering why their wife, girlfriend, or date doesn’t care about them at all. It’s the same cycle repeating itself. Men chase girl after girl trying to find this validation that never seems to reveal itself. Often times these same princesses carry out the same tricks your mother used creating an easy cycle of abuse.
They will lie, manipulate, monkey branch, and do anything they can to get you completely hooked on their validation and attention. Like they are the only cook in the world and you’d starve without them. This is their goal. To have you crawling back time after time for a small cookie. This leaves you hooked in their world. It leaves you chasing their dreams and desires. It robs you of your own personality, soul, and life as you chase this validation.
Looking at your own child hood and self reflecting on it can have an enormous impact on how you view dating and women in general. Seeing the games and tricks they use keeps it from effecting you as much as it could if you were still chasing that validation in full force. Break the cycle and start validating yourself through personal growth and hobbies. Don’t allow these women to carry out the same cycle of abuse your parents did, and start your own personal journey without needing their validation in any way.
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<div class="texti">When in confrontation with most women you’ll always start to question the narrative about half way through. This is because they will have tried to gas light you three or four times in just a few short minutes. This is an all out barrage on your brain that leaves you exhausted and bewildered. You often ask yourself WHY?! Why on earth do you feel the need to continue manipulating reality, why do you continue lying about the situation, why can’t you simply take responsibility for your actions.. These are all thoughts that generally come to mind in most relationships I’ve seen first hand or personally been in myself.
We ask ourselves why? We can’t comprehend why they continue to lie and manipulate even when confronted. They just keep trying. I have pondered this several times and competition always seems to be one of the biggest roots stemming into the war on your mental health. Women have been told their entire life that they are equal to men. That they can be independent, career driven, AND happy. In the work place, at home, in school, they are in constant competition with men, their boyfriends, and their husbands. Mentally, physically, and who wears the pants in the household.
It’s a constant battle in every family because what exactly is EQUAL?! Should the women chop and stack wood 50% of the time? Should the husband mop the floor while the wife builds the new barn? See the reality is yes, of course a women can do those things. But the average man is going to accomplish the task at a much higher rate than the average female. This is not equality. Women can give birth, nurse their babies, and look good doing it. Men can not give birth, nurse a baby, and we certainly would not look good doing it.
The biggest lie both women and men have been told by society is that we are equal. We are not, and we never will be. Equality is just a fairy tale for liberalism and socialism to spread its wings and indoctrinate everyone with it’s kind words; but it’s not true. Not only is it not true but it creates total chaos in the family unit. Inside the man and women’s own mental thinking and life. A women wastes her entire life in a career to find out she can’t have children anymore and dies alone. What’s the point? Especially when all dogs go to heaven, not cats.
Men are told they are equal to women, that they should be submissive, passive, and non-expressive of male emotions. How can a man be a man if he can’t get manly every once in a while.. but to a feminist modern typical women this is the death of the marriage or relationship. Or soon to be the death after a war for power ensues the entire thing. Equality in any relationship is impossible. It’s a constant conflict of trying to balance the weights on each side of the scale. Peace comes from accepting your role in the relationship and learning how to thrive in it. Not fight it.
This seems to be one of the big reasons women feel the need to lie, manipulate, and control a situation. They are in a power struggle they can’t win. They have to use shame, guilt, lies, and control to gain the power. The reality is the average man could man handle the average women. I don’t condone violence it’s just an example. The man has the raw power. He wields the ability to create, build, and destroy with his bare hands. The women can not compete with this raw power. Her only way is through this manipulation, breaking you down, getting you to her level.
The reality is if a women accepted her role in the family and embraced it, there would be no lying, no manipulation, no games, and no control. There would be no fight for dominance, no fight for power, no fight for leadership. In reality that would be the equal relationship. The fair and healthy relationship. This is non-existent in today’s culture. Looking at any married couple is evidence enough that the women’s softball team wears the nut cups. Married men have become docile and beat down and those that run are shamed, stolen from, or worse, robbed of their children. All because they said “NO”.
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<div class="texti">Looking back on all the different vehicles I’ve owned in my life, the Audi A4, TT, A6, Propane Powered GMC Van, Triumph TR7, Jeep, Motorcycles, Dirt Bikes, Go-Carts and Motorized Bikes; I can say they were each fun in their own way but nothing compares to the motorized bicycle. Being able to start it up, fly to the store at about 30-35 mph without having to worry about much of anything. I wanted to share with you some reasons WHY it became one of my favorite forms of travel the minute I got on my first motorized bike and why I recommend everyone tries it.
<b>Gas Mileage</b>
The gas mileage is ridiculous. You can go to town and back for pennies. I traveled many times for groceries, car parts, and other random things with a few cargo bags on the bike and also a backpack on me. The one I had was upgraded with a larger fuel tank and also spare fuel in a metal water bottle. I could go about 120 miles without a gas station on this small setup.
<b>Maintenance</b>
I purchased a quality small engine kit when I built mine. It was a beautiful little HONDA ENGINE and it would start first pull almost every time. Basic maintenance of a small engine and it will run for a life time. They run smooth, quiet, and reliable. I never had issues with mine but always carried a travel tool kit just in case. (One time I forgot it and needed it to adjust something so I had to pedal all the way home with a full backpack. Still better than pushing a motorcycle or calling a tow truck though!)
<b>Insurance</b>
Motorized bicycles require no insurance of any kind. The cost is usually pretty low too so it’s not that big of a deal. The damage you can do with a motorized bike is minimal as well even compared to a motorcycle.
<b>License</b>
You do not need a license of any kind to use a motorized bicycle on the road. No matter what! You can use them anytime without any permission.
<b>Simplicity</b>
There are two different types of kits. Chain driven and friction. Chain driven is as it sounds, a chain system set up with your small engine. This one is a bit more permanent and slightly more difficult but works a bit better in all conditions. I opted to go with the friction drive because of its simplicity, less moving parts, and ease of adjusting from engine to pedaling the bike manually. Installing of both is pretty easy however the friction fit is a bit easier as well. The friction is the same engine, but it spins a small grip wheel sprocket thing that sits on the tire. It works great except in wet and rainy conditions. It has slightly more wear and tear on the rear tire but not much. You can install either kit on almost ANY bicycle. Both options of 4 stroke and 2 stroke.
<b>Price</b>
The price is extremely reasonable. For the Audi R8 version of the motorized bicycle you go with the Staton kits. Which are around 250-500 depending on the kit. There are cheaper versions as well for around 125-150 dollars but they are hit or miss. I have dealt with Bike Berry and a few of their affiliate websites and they had terrible customer service. The actual Staton website is where I ordered mine and everything went flawless. I even ordered the larger fuel container from them and it worked great too.
<b>Reliable Work Vehicle</b>
I used this bike to get to work all the time! It worked awesome. I made my money back on the bike in gas relatively quickly and the ride to and from was a lot of fun. Even if I was late my boss would just laugh because hey man, it’s a motorized bike.
<b>Hobbies</b>
Whether you enjoy fishing or picking asparagus this thing is perfect for that. Many times I would cruise the neighbor doing both! I took many camping trips and trips to local state parks for hiking. I simply chained my bike and engine to a post and enjoyed the day. Hopped back on and drove off.
<b>Camping or RV</b>
Having a couple of these on the RV instead of a moped or pulling a car would be ideal. You would save tons of money and it would be much easier to figure out how to store them. Getting them out and off the RV would be much easier as well. No head aches and no hassle! They are pretty light considering its just a bike and small engine. Like picking up a big weed whacker.
<b>Enjoyment</b>
There is nothing more fun than riding a motorcycle and hitting corners and enjoying the breeze. The motorized bike captures this but slows it down for total enjoyment. The birds in the field and the deer eating corn, all enjoyed as you cruise by on your bike. The noise is not as loud so you don’t scare much wildlife and it’s much easier to communicate and enjoy your environment. Yet at the same time, I could hit the throttle full power and hit those corners like Road Rash. You aren’t inside a vehicle or even on a motorcycle so the speed feels more real for some reason, even though you’re going slower.
I really wanted to expand on this last subject. The enjoyment of cruising around on one of these motorized bikes is pure bliss. You feel like a nerd, a biker, and a racer all in one. There’s no label for this level of adult fun. The beautiful part is it works on any bicycles, big, small, ect. It’s easy to do for anyone even as a first time project.
These small engines are powerful as well. I built a small trailer and had almost 200 pounds plus me on the rig during testing. It not only pulled us, it did it quickly! If you’re looking for something fun and quite useful then I highly recommend looking at some of these motorized bikes.
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<div class="texti">Have you ever felt like you just couldn’t sleep? How many times have you stayed up late with insomnia wishing you could just fall asleep? This used to happen to me quite often but making a few changes helped alleviate that. From sleeping in a hammock to unplugging the WiFi at night. Many people use their phones daily never questioning the health effects or questioning their anxiety or depression, simply going to get some drugs. Other people will simply take sleeping pills as another quick fix to solve their sleeping problem.
Many years ago I began putting together a product that would be placed on your phone to absorb some of these frequencies alleviating your brain or reproductive organs (if you keep it in your pocket, yes it causes infertility and sterilization). I never found anyone to invest in the idea though and it just sort of fizzled out.
It was a material I found from China that was recently created, a sort of rubber plastic that absorbed certain frequencies and turned them into heat energy. Perfect for phones and other devices to help protect you. To be honest though, most people probably wouldn’t bother buying it or call these frequencies a “conspiracy theory” as they drill you day after day night after night.
Most people won’t look up the countless studies proving that these frequencies causes extreme harm to the body, even opening it up to fungus and bacteria growth such as candida. All of which have symptoms of depression, anxiety, hopelessness, brain fog, and more.
Microwave frequency electromagnetic fields (EMFs) produce widespread neuropsychiatric effects including depression.
It’s not even hidden. It’s not a conspiracy theory. It’s well documented and readily available for anyone to see. I have started seeing these damn towers every where too. In some neighborhoods they have up to 3 of those giant internet and phone towers with little cameras and crazy looking antennas. When measure for radiation and EMF they counters go crazy. They are extremely dangerous and it’s openly brought into your home as you scarf down another anti depressant. As you pop 5 sleeping pills just to fall asleep.
You set down your phone right next to your head and try and pass out. I recorded a video to show how crazy the noise is, and when not provoked the noise could go unheard. Imagine a dog whistle for humans. Except the whistle is constantly going off and you are trying to sleep, or study, or relax. Imagine a high pitch ringing in your ears that won’t go away. Imagine getting no sleep at the same time for months on end. How easily depression, anxiety, and ANGER would start to foam at the mouth of every WiFi user.
A constant reminder of pain and misery is literally at your finger tips as you ignore the obvious. A non stop flow of negative energy throughout your house every day, all day, all night, throughout ever aspect of your life. As your Smart TV catches the signal to your laptop and phone, it bounces through your balls and to the cordless telephone.
From there it goes through the floor to your brothers mobile and continues down the hall to the bathroom where it invades the privacy of your Facebook farming sister. Constantly. All day. As you hold tight to the very thing that’s draining you down. The very thing responsible for your own poor health is constantly clutched. Forget guns, just give me my phone, if you want it, you’ll have to pry it from my cold dead hands as I fry my own brain with EMF radiation waves.
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<div class="texti">How will you survive as the zombie invasion grows out of control? The only way to make sure you’re one of the living, rather than one of the undead, is to prepare yourself beforehand. Will you pass the TEST to ensure your survival during the most dangerous time in human history?
1) THEY’RE COMING FOR US
With our brains preoccupied with psyop attacks, it’s easy to forget the zombie invasion exists in real life. And they’re coming for us. The question is, are you prepared?
2) THEY’RE VERY FAST
They’re always hungry. Zombies are never satisfied with just one human, they want as many as they can get their hands on! Zombies will keep coming after you until they get what they want: BRAINS!
3) THEY’RE VERY STRONG
They can outrun you, they can climb fences, and they’re relentless in their pursuit of you. It’s not enough to just be prepared with food and water when zombies come at you from all directions, you have to be ready.
4) THEY’RE RELENTLESS
They’re relentless. They’re never going away. And they’re coming for you, your family, your neighbors, and all of your friends. It’s time to take action and start preparing now before it’s too late!
5) THEY’RE EVERYWHERE
I know you’re thinking, What? Zombies? Yes, zombies. They’re everywhere these days. And if you don’t believe me, just look at our culture. Zombies are everywhere! Society is filled with them.
6) THEY’RE SPREADING FAST
It seems like they’re spreading. They can be anywhere and come from any direction. If you don’t want to become zombie food (which is totally understandable), then you need to prepare yourself now.
7) THEY’RE GETTING SMARTER
Zombies are getting smarter and more cunning. They’re coming after you with weapons and traps. What’s worse is they have a plan, and they know how you think, they’ll use that against you!
8) THEY HAVE THE NUMBERS
Zombies are a lot of things. They’re fast, they’re relentless, and they don’t seem to tire out. They have numbers on their side too, which can make them very difficult to deal with if you don’t plan ahead.
9) THEY’RE ORGANIZED
They’re actually very strategic in their approach and will always attack from behind when possible. Zombies do not need sleep, so they’ll always be on the lookout even during daylight hours!
10) THEY HAVE A LEADER
With a strong leader, zombies are well-organized, coordinated and efficient. The two biggest reasons why you need to prepare for the zombie invasion.
A) They have a plan. B) They have an agenda.
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<div class="texti">Often times men are given tips on how to get laid or attract a female but in this guide I am going to give you some advice to help you go grey man to avoid the disastrous diarrhea encounters with feminist modern women. The reality is men are no longer safe in the office, the bar, or the university. Where ever we go we are looked at as pedophiles, women beaters, rapists, and women haters. What was a friendly conversation is now a women threatening an innocent man or falsifying police reports.
You might think, hey that seems unreasonable. That stuff rarely happens. The reality is I am speaking from personal experience alone! I even have video evidence of such encounters with these types of women. I have had false reports filed against me because the girl was covering me up so her real boyfriend would not find out. I have had ex girlfriends threaten to beat them selves up to file reports of me beating them.
I have had women call me a pedophile for taking care of their son while she was taking pills, drinking, and smoking weed watching Trump and Obama clips on YouTube. I have had flirty conversations with random women that demanded me act a certain way or talk to their liking and when I didn’t respond how she wanted she started to lord her government position over me, threatening that she would have them come after me and all kinds of stuff because I raised animals with no “permit”. New’s flash, I don’t need a permit!
In order to avoid drama such as this the only real option is to avoid women as much as possible. I have never in my life ever had this level of crazy drama bullshit come from a man. I’ve dealt with my fair share of narcissist men, money hungry men, con artists, and more; but never the level of bullshit and drama associated with women. Never. The consistent repetitive behavior is unparalleled to anything I could even make up. The stories repeat over and over and not just with me, with a majority of men in society where feminism is forced.
Here are 7 tips to avoid attracting the modern women..
1) Take off all jewelry and watches before leaving home. You do not want them to know you have bling and style otherwise they might try and lure you into a trap. Not only can you save money by doing this but you avoid the bling hunters.
2) Wear glasses as much as possible. If you look like just another nerd you won’t pick up much interest from the alpha attacking feminist. This enables you to coast by a lawsuit where an angry alpha looking man might be subject to a false claim.
3) Stick to neutral colors and sweatpants. Modern women are attracted to flashy and colorful objects so dialing down your clothing color can help thwart that nasty government invasion drama.
4) Be polite but never carry on conversations. Do not talk about your personal life or hobbies. When you begin talking about all the cool things you do they will become interested and start asking questions. This can be avoided by maintaining a friendly but brisk interaction.
5) The buddy system. Find a buddy at work that understands these concepts and always stick together in meetings with female co-workers. Maintain a proper professional relationship and never allow yourself to be alone with the modern women. The buddy system can help thwart job loss and defamation.
6) Playing possum. Social media disasters can occur at any time. To help eliminate this problem never post successful things about your business or life. Only post the negative things happening in your life to social media. This will keep the modern women away as they only look for those they can rip down. If you are already dead, than she will move on to the next victim. False reports can land the police knocking at your door searching through all of your things. It happened to a buddy of mine and they took all of his computers and it is avoidable by copying the possum.
7) Never carry more than what you need. As far as cash is concerned you should never take more than you need. Not only does this eliminate unintended purchases but no googly eyed women will see how much you carry around. I remember one time I had just pulled out money to make a large purchase and I dropped my money clip at the counter. The cashier girls eyes lit up like the register and started her flirty routine a second there after. Keep your green hidden and out of sight at all times!
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<div class="texti">It’s funny getting into a “debate” with modern day atheists. Everything they say about religion can literally be applied to their precious theory of evolution as well as their entire atheistic world view. As every government school in the world forces evolution and survival of the fittest down the throat of every child. Literally unable to pass university if he or she doesn’t bow down to the theory.
It’s even more laughable when they make their meme posts on social media, as they get mad at God for giving angels and humans free will, they also get mad that God is “controlling”. Within 24 hours even they will make these posts that completely contradict each other while blaming God. How can you seriously blame God for being controlling and also for giving Lucifer, the angels, and humans free will. You can’t have it both ways, it’s just not logical.
This is where most atheists get emotional, shutting down completely. Unable to question their precious religious system of evolution any further because it’s been so well programmed into them from an early age. From school to television, even their peers will keep them from questioning it. Studies show through confirmation bias alone most atheists would never dare question their precious god of evolution.
They sit in the corner crying about contradictory points pretending bible believers are stupid. Posting retarded memes about how mean and evil God was failing to mention why He removed those people from power, or helped others conquer them. They make it seem like those people were just sitting around baking cookies for the world when in reality they were raping and murdering people all over the place.
Therefor he allowed them to be conquered for partaking in evil deeds. Yet even so, the atheist hates God for allowing them to be destroyed. They get mad that God destroyed humans that mated with devils. They get mad God gave Lucifer free will and Lucifer chose to rebel. They get mad God is controlling yet has offered the ultimate gift of free will and salvation itself. BOTH FREE.
Atheists twist and manipulate like they were on the dance floor of a salsa competition just to maintain their delusions. If you question it at all the entire thing would unravel. Why would I lose my tail? My entire family history is German and Scottish, where it is extremely cold.
Why would I lose my fur coat just to have to buy one from a corporation? Why would diversity even exist if evolution was true? There’s like 10 biomes in the world, they would all have one organism that evolved to control those biomes. There is no need for diversity if evolution is true. No bible required to disprove evolution.
This is where atheists fall short, because even when confronted about their fairy tales they will cry themselves into a corner making themselves the victim. Never connecting the dots between religion itself and their own beliefs. Making wild claims about Christians that can be attached to their own religious dogma. It’s funny that they don’t realize they are all in the same boat, and that faith alone in Jesus Christ is the only way to God.
Not religion, not church, not good deeds, and certainly not atheism, a cult created by the Vatican to control secular society. From a social engineering aspect atheism and evolution have been the greatest lies ever told and its paying off 10 fold. Pay your taxes, work your 9-5, bow down to the experts and get your chemical injection. Don’t question a thing and move right along, your life will be over before before you finish singing your fairy tale song.
“Praise be to Darwin and the prophets like Dawkins, for without their preaching the world would never know the truth of evolution. Amoeba! Amoeba! Amoeba! Praise be to evolution and secular society. Amoeba! Amoeba! Amoeba!”
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<div class="texti">I can still remember forcing myself to get up early every morning, take a shower, get dressed, maybe have a pastry or pop-tart if there was something around. I’d collect my things and grab my fully charged Gameboy and head for the garage. There I’d boot it up playing a bit while I waited for the bus. My neighbor would greet me with a smile because he thought his Pokemon was about to whoop on mine.
Little did we know this would be the highlight of our day. That these few minutes of battling Pokemon with a buddy on the bus would be the best part of the day. Where I’d use my brain the most to outsmart him with a quick attack from Squirtle. As we got off the bus after arriving at our Demon mascot school (literally) we parted ways and headed for classes.
I was a smart kid, and so were my buddies. School work was extremely easy but when it came to homework I would simply not do it. No matter the subject it was very easy, math problems I could do in my head and other subjects just seemed like a total waste of time. Only to be graded on my ability to repeat what I had read.
I couldn’t quite figure it all out at the time, why I never could fit in. The only way I seemed to have an impact was to become the class clown, because in reality I didn’t care at all deep down. Every day I was met with repetition and attack. The teachers had the ego of a mastodon.
I still remember being singled out quite often, whether it be for “writing the wrong essay” or “not doing it like this”. Everything I tried to do in school was met with anger or forced re-learning. If I could do a math problem faster my own way why force me to do it your way? If I want to write about something real why force me to write about a forced topic?
One of the only times I actually remember having fun in school was the art classes, some of the only useful knowledge I learned were in the cooking and sewing classes. I was able to be free in the art classes, making pipes inside pottery and other gizmos. Which is pretty intelligent for a young man!
Only to be stifled in every other class. Funny enough, these are the classes they removed from most schools. I won’t admit it very often but I even played the Viola for a year. So many aspects of the public school system rob us of our individuality. An individualist among conformity.
Teachers are willing idiots and usually sociopaths themselves more than willing to sacrifice the mind of a child for a little paycheck. My own mother would trade her soul for her masters degree in education yet has remained a debt slave to the bank her entire life, living single and alone in her feminist delusion. Many of the teachers in my life carried these same characteristics, willing and able to destroy a child. Offering no hope in these environments. An individualist among conformity.
Only to be taught evolution and alienism. To be told I’m all alone and this is all there is, leaves a young boy to be quite disillusioned. An individualist among conformity.
At 15 I finally had enough of it. By 16 I had dropped out in the face of my mothers “dreams” for my future of becoming a doctor or lawyer. In fact it was just an act of rebellion, in the face of conformity I had no choice left. It was either suicide or rebellion. With no real hope left with my delusioned understanding of science and my belief in the religion of evolution rebellion seemed fruitless. What was the point? An individualist among conformity.
I used to look at myself in the mirror as a kid and just wonder why. Why did I have so much pain. I just couldn’t figure it out. There was no safe place. The only time I could be alone was when hiding outside in the woods or running away. Having to maintain the smile was the hardest part of it all.
As people would compliment deep down you knew it was a lie. No matter how white it was I was still living in denial. The very system I was told to believe in was the one hell bent on my destruction. With a family of conformity and feminist female teacher mothers and grandmothers there was only fuel for the fire. An individualist among conformity.
Seeing every aspect of it reflecting on myself as I looked in the mirror. Tears in my eyes as I sat next to my good friends. Blowing in the wind of the osculating fan they danced and smiled. Reminding me of harvest I maintained a little hope. It wasn’t until that moment I realized I just couldn’t do it.
I asked Jesus Christ why I would want to go to heaven with a bunch of religious idiots and not hell. He gave me both answers. I put my faith in Jesus Christ and believed in what He did. I was saved in the moment, born again by what Jesus Christ did. My pain, lifted from my shoulders. The weight was gone, I could finally walk again.
Starting to learn about myself for the first time in life, I saw new options and paths I never knew existed. Doors were opened and my escape was made. I sold my blacked out, limo tint, Audi TT and bought a propane powered, orange / yellow, GMC Vandura and headed for the woods. This would be the beginning of my life, my adventure, and my growth.
Rebellion became my antidote, and rebellion breeds individualism, and individualism maintains freedom, and freedom comes by faith.
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<div class="texti">Often times people let the lie itself become bigger than the evil that was done. This can be a trick used to keep you inside the cage. Fighting for your life you believe you owe your allegiance.
Deep down you know what you’re doing is wrong, but you don’t know how to make it end. You wrestle every day wondering how it could happen, going along with the lie you never stop and question.
Often times making the excuse that it’s too late, out of fear of what would really happen. The reality is though salvation comes by faith. The Bible is quite clear that no matter your deeds, by faith are you saved. There is nothing Satan or his devils can do, and my own personal fearlessness comes by faith alone.
Wasting away your existence, carrying on the same games, what was the point when you’re offered a free gift. All along it was achievable but hidden under the ruse, treating life like a carnival festival cruise. Deceiving many just to maintain your image, your Instagram hardly reflects your mental diminish.
Those in power cling to their religion, but deep down they know it is simple division. Controlling the wealth and power of a nation but having no freedom within, they continue their crusade with an ultimate collision. For even the Pope is deceived out of his own personal liberty, as he continues his dissent into eternal misery.
Celebrities sell their soul for a few pieces of plastic or paper, only to find out their illusion of societal status disappeared with a little defamation. Mere pawns in the game of control and power, they go along with the agenda as they cower.
The reality remains though, that it’s never too late, for anyone, to reveal the truth about their life and call out to Jesus Christ.
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<center><div class="texti">Being a biblical pastor is the ultimate troll to government and society,
In a time where people have the ability to search out anything they want,
From learning to grow weed to curing cancer the internet is a library on fire,
Burning to the ground thanks to political correctness and the local news wire,
People complain about silly things as they spend their time hearting on social media,
As they beg for attention on Facebook based off materialistic nonsense,
As they clap for their new presidential CEO to make some political change,
They pretend their voice is being heard through memes with the IQ of a chihuahua with mange,
Its insane to think people actually put merit in a college degree or fiat currency,
As they worship them self and their money they forgot about their soul’s consistency,
Living in a world rushing them to the grave after a 85 hour work week just to pay the mortgage,
Wondering why they have nothing left but dementia in their old age,
When the Bible says the earth is flat yet the Vatican preaches a sphere theory,
Through their ownership of the Britannica Encyclopedia and your local government school books,
They control your mind and where you decide to worship,
Whether that be a false church or yourself,
Sending you off to fight in war after another false flag,
Making fun of the kids telling you about the one world government,
Using the term conspiracy theorist as a weapon to shut down critical thinking,
All along the story was already written,
Whether you believe in Jesus Christ and the Bible or not,
Your beliefs are based off one book or another,
I always laugh in the face of the atheist when he speaks about the Bible,
As everything he says can be attributed to his own world view and theory of evolution,
Blinded by their own pride and predictive programming,
hard to even have a conversation about any of this,
As most peoples critical thinking has been replaced by a quip from their favorite Netflix series,
Or they heard a false “fact” on the Big Bang Theory and think they’re a scientist,
All this behavior has to be reinforced,
The key to brainwashing is repetition,
As even the worlds largest “telescope” is owned by the Vatican with the name Lucifer,
The entire world believes the most invasive government’s only “space exploration” team,
As NASA creates fake photos and their harness straps break mid float,
The world believes them as they spend another trillion on derpa robots and mind control,
Most zombies can’t comprehend as this shatters their entire world view,
Wondering whether you reading some internet article or sitting in a church pew,
The biblical pastor becomes man made societies ultimate troll.
<i>For God so <b>loved</b> the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that <b>whosoever believeth</b> in him should not perish, but have <b>everlasting life</b>.</i>
John 3:16
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<center><div class="texti">You were my shadow for over 12 years, and what a blessing it’s been.
All the laughs and smiles you constructed out of thin air.
Your sense of adventure and love bound with intelligence will never be forgotten.
As I try to wash away the pain with bleach and the mop, I notice your blood still staining the floor.
You were a warrior to the very end and even in your final moments you were willing to follow.
Your gentle eyes along with never ending love and affection can attest to your story.
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<b>Thanks for Reading <3</b>
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