She is not inexperienced and naive, she is a master and has fooled you
Sitting across us was one of the most beautiful twenty year old short blondes the venue had seen in the last months. One sixty five, blonde, face of an angel, and not skinny, meat on the bone.
Because of my sitting angle I had not noticed it until I see my three guys on the other table almost falling over towards that direction.
Yes. She was amazing.
Yes I looked.
And no I did not approach.
Yes I should have. I pussied out. She was sitting with three girls, no place to join them, all my guys watching, all other people watching. Yes, I pussied out. Lack of logistics is not an excuse.
But,
The three guys watching;
One gets laid like a fox gets meat in a chicken box;
One is a speedy chilli rabbit going dup dup dup
One is soon marrying his fleshlight
Next day, all of the guys, none of whom had approached, I met seperately,
The topic opened up about the girl,
"The girls were so naive, they did not know what to do"
"They could not keep their eyes from our table, twirling their hair. We have way to much experience than those young girls. Would not be right"
Were the first two. Rationalizing away a wasted potential.
"They were too inexperienced for me"
Fleshlight groom. Aye.
So I am the only one who fully accepts that I chickened out and gave myself the rejection, without giving the girl a chance to decide if she wants to meet me or not.
This all is tied to a brainwashing of "Girls are nice, sugar and spice"...
From a recent experience of watching an attractive twenty year old toy with two established thirty year old men like a kid plays with toy cars,
Guys,
Any girl who is of legal age has way more experience in handling men than you think.
While we were out there playing in the woods, while we were out there shooting paper rockets out of tubes to the neighborhood kids, the girls have been studying us and social interactions.
It is not the experience they get once they start kissing and blowjobbing at the age of a conservative sixteen; even that is way more than what you think,
No, it is the experience gotten since age one.
When you were playing with your Matchbox car at age three,
Your sister was playing with your Dad, since age one.
Not playing with your Dad and with your Dad playing with her, no, playing with your Dad and your Dad being the Matchbox, with all doors opening to a smiley Sesame.
While you were out there playing with glass balls and gambling them away,
Girls were discussing how to get the attention of the kid three years your senior.
Age eleven.
Fleshlight groom is rationalizing away a nonexistent potential.
The other two are rationalizing, but it comes from a point of being brainwashed for the last twenty years.
They were not inexperienced.
They knew exactly what they were doing when they were twirling their hair.
The message failed to deliver.
And if indeed they were comparably inexperienced, we should have given them the gift of the pleasure that only comes from experience in seeing women as they are, knowing their buttons, and bringing pleasure to their inexperienced life. Our experience owes it to them, in this case.
It is a gift, a gift that has been acquired through jumping into the fire, a gift that can only be given..
But no, "Men are pigs" overrode all the good that was there to give onto this world.
If you got experience, you should know you are doing the inexperienced girls a disservice by keeping that experience for them. That is your sin.
"They were so inexperienced" is wrong
"They so easily fooled us, tooled with us, invited us, we chickened out, but we also have been brainwashed and are being brainwashed every second of our life"
Is right.
Any girl past 15 has more experience in handling men than most men past 45 have in handling women.
Inexperienced?
Yes, if you call your late twenty year old self as being in the "yet unborn" stage, then yes those twenty year olds are in comparison, in the "inexperienced" stage.
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Monday, December 09, 2013
One Week of Shorts - 5 - Fake abundance
Private Man has this idea that women look for a reason to reject a man, not a reason to like a man.
That is so true, and it must have gotten worse with the attention women get on Facebook and all the other interactions where women are unable to distinguish between attention provided in order to get a fuck, and attention provided for a long term commitment, the latter usually not coming from the studs giving the till-the-fuck attention.
Women are living in a fake, perceived abundance.
A good example I saw few weeks back.
Meeting some friends,
One guy is a tall handsome man, PussySlayer,
One guy is this guys friend, 195, JamesDean, with an exceptionally open attitude,
These two are masters.
Another guy is SpeedyGonzales, currently gonzoing ten years younger cuties, at least one a new week...
And we have the AtomAnt, he has girls finding him on facebook, girls he does not know,
In between we have the two providers,
One a young Padawan in training,
The other a provider on the search,
There is me,
When I return to the table, there are two girls sitting with the guys.
Cute, short, nothing the slayer four would go for long term, something the provider two would,
Some chat, some chick laughter of the girls,
And then the girls, with the attitude of a spoiled brat, that just won Miss Universe,
"Ooooookaaaaaay... We gooooo nooooow"
Ok. Fuck off.
The table did not miss a beat, but the girls left, knowing that another table like this will be around the corner, but it will not be.
The girls were on the search,
But the table was apparently not enough,
Would you believe me if I say,
"I was on a table with 7 Miss Continents, naked, stroking my cock, but I knew I could do better..."
Nope.
But that is what these girls did.
Sometimes I really believe these girls deserve the fucks they get, usually being treated as cum dumpster, which in the end makes more than a quarter of them end with antidepressants or some other medicine.
Only thing which pisses me off is that I pay for it.
It takes Gene Simmons to bed 2000....
It takes being a groupie for a woman to bed 2000...
(Kiss on Oprah)
Of course there is going to be abundance of dick...
Abundance of quality?
Not so.
That is so true, and it must have gotten worse with the attention women get on Facebook and all the other interactions where women are unable to distinguish between attention provided in order to get a fuck, and attention provided for a long term commitment, the latter usually not coming from the studs giving the till-the-fuck attention.
Women are living in a fake, perceived abundance.
A good example I saw few weeks back.
Meeting some friends,
One guy is a tall handsome man, PussySlayer,
One guy is this guys friend, 195, JamesDean, with an exceptionally open attitude,
These two are masters.
Another guy is SpeedyGonzales, currently gonzoing ten years younger cuties, at least one a new week...
And we have the AtomAnt, he has girls finding him on facebook, girls he does not know,
In between we have the two providers,
One a young Padawan in training,
The other a provider on the search,
There is me,
When I return to the table, there are two girls sitting with the guys.
Cute, short, nothing the slayer four would go for long term, something the provider two would,
Some chat, some chick laughter of the girls,
And then the girls, with the attitude of a spoiled brat, that just won Miss Universe,
"Ooooookaaaaaay... We gooooo nooooow"
Ok. Fuck off.
The table did not miss a beat, but the girls left, knowing that another table like this will be around the corner, but it will not be.
The girls were on the search,
But the table was apparently not enough,
Would you believe me if I say,
"I was on a table with 7 Miss Continents, naked, stroking my cock, but I knew I could do better..."
Nope.
But that is what these girls did.
Sometimes I really believe these girls deserve the fucks they get, usually being treated as cum dumpster, which in the end makes more than a quarter of them end with antidepressants or some other medicine.
Only thing which pisses me off is that I pay for it.
It takes Gene Simmons to bed 2000....
It takes being a groupie for a woman to bed 2000...
(Kiss on Oprah)
Of course there is going to be abundance of dick...
Abundance of quality?
Not so.
Sunday, December 08, 2013
One Week of Shorts - 4 - The disgusting beard
"You beard is disgusting. My friend told me you were so handsome in summer"
Besides your friend being a cunt for saying that since she did not answer my messages, and another case of women thinking they are worthy nothing short of a God;
Girl you are too young and brainwashed to know,
Not even a week before you called my beard disgusting, a girl with the most beautiful smile was digging her face into my beard and smelling it, going uhhhmmm.... ahhmmmm...
Not even two days later, my beard was being stroked by a sleeping girl, just like the one in the photo.
My beard is disgusting, might be,
But my beard catches a better quality of prey than the predators your beaver is caught by.
Lest anyone thinks i am calling sour grapes.
Nope. That prey would be a good memory. Does not change the above two phrases though.
Different orientations of the looking glass.
Baugust.
Beptember.
Boctober.
Bovember.
Becember.
Maybe
Banuary
Bebruary
Balentine's Bay Beaver Bashing
Barch
Bapril
After the last skiing day, will be Bustin Bieber.
Besides your friend being a cunt for saying that since she did not answer my messages, and another case of women thinking they are worthy nothing short of a God;
Girl you are too young and brainwashed to know,
Not even a week before you called my beard disgusting, a girl with the most beautiful smile was digging her face into my beard and smelling it, going uhhhmmm.... ahhmmmm...
Not even two days later, my beard was being stroked by a sleeping girl, just like the one in the photo.
My beard is disgusting, might be,
But my beard catches a better quality of prey than the predators your beaver is caught by.
Lest anyone thinks i am calling sour grapes.
Nope. That prey would be a good memory. Does not change the above two phrases though.
Different orientations of the looking glass.
Baugust.
Beptember.
Boctober.
Bovember.
Becember.
Maybe
Banuary
Bebruary
Balentine's Bay Beaver Bashing
Barch
Bapril
After the last skiing day, will be Bustin Bieber.
Saturday, December 07, 2013
One Week of shorts - 3 - Loving the lowest bidder
Girl was standing beside me with a guy, who suddenly turns and leaves. The Move.
Girl was cute, short, petite, not gorgeous, but cute.
"I see you have been stood up" I tell her,
"Ya he just left"
"Strange, cause I thought you two were together"
"..."... "can I join you guys?"
"Of course. This is SpeedyGonzales, this is BallsOnFire"
Then she turns to me,
"You know, he is... ehhhmmm... we...kind of... seeing... eachother...."
"You mean you're shagging now and then"
"Yesssss!"
"Cool"
At that moment the guy came back, but somehow has not noticed the girl
"Your boy is back"
"He is actually a very nice man, you know"
"Yes I do"
Tattoos? check. on arm, on elbow, on wrist...
Tattos? Double check in neon lights, as tattoos are on the neck, up to the chin.
Beanie on head, in a supposedly elegant club,
Total rebel look going on. Not that it takes too much to rebel these days. Fucking hipsters are declared rebels...
I know where this is going..
"I actually love him, but he does not know it"
"That's sweet"
Then she turns to him, and in her tongue, utters approximately,
"I want to tell you that I love you"
The guys face does not flinch, he does not shrug, he just goes
"Hmmph"
No Han Solo sweet assholish "I know"
No cute indifference of a shrug
No acknowledgment of a nod, a smile
No James Bond cockery of a smirk
No...
A "Hmmmph"... that maybe comes out when he is taking a dump.
I got lost in the knowledge of some of my friends who would love this girl and do everything to please her, rowing calluses on their hands, living a life of drought in the brazilian rainforest, then looked at my two friends who were swimming in pussy, then back to "Hmmmph"...
As a collective, women asking to be valued, while giving their most valued possession (they claim it is love) to the one least valuing them....
Asking diamond prices for a coal that has been gifted to the least bidder...
Few minutes later, the guy just turned around and left.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrlllllllllllllllllllllll Power!!!!!
Shit value........
---
Written with the company of :
Girl was cute, short, petite, not gorgeous, but cute.
"I see you have been stood up" I tell her,
"Ya he just left"
"Strange, cause I thought you two were together"
"..."... "can I join you guys?"
"Of course. This is SpeedyGonzales, this is BallsOnFire"
Then she turns to me,
"You know, he is... ehhhmmm... we...kind of... seeing... eachother...."
"You mean you're shagging now and then"
"Yesssss!"
"Cool"
At that moment the guy came back, but somehow has not noticed the girl
"Your boy is back"
"He is actually a very nice man, you know"
"Yes I do"
Tattoos? check. on arm, on elbow, on wrist...
Tattos? Double check in neon lights, as tattoos are on the neck, up to the chin.
Beanie on head, in a supposedly elegant club,
Total rebel look going on. Not that it takes too much to rebel these days. Fucking hipsters are declared rebels...
I know where this is going..
"I actually love him, but he does not know it"
"That's sweet"
Then she turns to him, and in her tongue, utters approximately,
"I want to tell you that I love you"
The guys face does not flinch, he does not shrug, he just goes
"Hmmph"
No Han Solo sweet assholish "I know"
No cute indifference of a shrug
No acknowledgment of a nod, a smile
No James Bond cockery of a smirk
No...
A "Hmmmph"... that maybe comes out when he is taking a dump.
I got lost in the knowledge of some of my friends who would love this girl and do everything to please her, rowing calluses on their hands, living a life of drought in the brazilian rainforest, then looked at my two friends who were swimming in pussy, then back to "Hmmmph"...
As a collective, women asking to be valued, while giving their most valued possession (they claim it is love) to the one least valuing them....
Asking diamond prices for a coal that has been gifted to the least bidder...
Few minutes later, the guy just turned around and left.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrlllllllllllllllllllllll Power!!!!!
Shit value........
---
Written with the company of :
Friday, December 06, 2013
One week of Shorts - 2 - Two truths make one wrong, poison medicine
Mexican kid comes up to me
"Man thank you thank you thank you. I have been doing the no-gluten thing you talked about that day. Wow. Just amazing. I did think you were crazy when you were talking about that to SpeedyGonzales, but I tried it. You changed my life"
Finnish friend, a specializing doctor, was with us, so he asked about the story.
I told him about gluten.
He said, can't be.
I told him about gluten's biochemical effect on the body.
He said, no-gluten cannot heal all.
I said not heal all, but (edit, insert: gluten might)cause many.
He said, there is medicine.
I said, yes and there is not causing the problem.
He said, he needs studies.
I said, the studies will never be done.
He said he needs studies.
I said there are thousands of testimonials, but the studies will not be done. you cannot patent going gluten free
He said he needs studies.
I said so where are the studies for HPV vaccine?
He said HPV vaccine is necessary.
I said where are the long term studies.
He said, my gluten-free argument is invalid because i bring up the vaccine issue and thus he cannot anymore believe me.
By the way,
go get your flu shot, because Vitamin D is poison. Yup yup.
Comment left at Hawaiian Libertarian
"Man thank you thank you thank you. I have been doing the no-gluten thing you talked about that day. Wow. Just amazing. I did think you were crazy when you were talking about that to SpeedyGonzales, but I tried it. You changed my life"
Finnish friend, a specializing doctor, was with us, so he asked about the story.
I told him about gluten.
He said, can't be.
I told him about gluten's biochemical effect on the body.
He said, no-gluten cannot heal all.
I said not heal all, but (edit, insert: gluten might)cause many.
He said, there is medicine.
I said, yes and there is not causing the problem.
He said, he needs studies.
I said, the studies will never be done.
He said he needs studies.
I said there are thousands of testimonials, but the studies will not be done. you cannot patent going gluten free
He said he needs studies.
I said so where are the studies for HPV vaccine?
He said HPV vaccine is necessary.
I said where are the long term studies.
He said, my gluten-free argument is invalid because i bring up the vaccine issue and thus he cannot anymore believe me.
By the way,
go get your flu shot, because Vitamin D is poison. Yup yup.
Comment left at Hawaiian Libertarian
Monday, October 28, 2013
Porn hurts men. That is the main and only point.
My no-porn time continues, sadly I have had relapses with erotic photo galleries, and every time that happens, the effect is clear. Loss of motivation, in life, in gym, with women with friends, and other aspects. A brain fog, and a kind of fatigue of my soul. Definitely not once a week, and is happening rarer and rarer and takes shorter, still way too often and way too long.
This weekend had a chat with a drunk friend about porn,
Coincidentally, Free Northerner links to a piece about the effect of porn on women, men and relationships.
Back to my chat with my friend.
"I'll go home and watch some porn"
"Don't"
"What?"
"Don't watch porn."
"But it is relaxing"
"No. It is the illusion"
"I like to see naked women"
"You are watching another man fuck a woman you'd like to fuck"
"..."
"You are jerking off to another man's dick pummeling the pussy you want to pummel"
"Man I have never been without porn for more than two weeks"
"So you don't know a life without porn"
Interlude: I know a life without porn and this is why now I decide no porn or no erotica for October, fuck that, for November and December too.
"But man, it is good to watch some porn and jerking off before the date"
"Jerk off, don't watch porn"
And then the link of Free Northerner comes in,
How men watching porn hurts women. Not women watching porn, men watching porn.
Who the fuck cares how porn hurts women...
First answer for the damage that has been done by romance novels. Their unrealistic experiences. Their impossible to attain standards. The white knight in a leather jacket arrives on a motorcycle. He is a bad boy. But he likes her. He is a vampire. But he does not bite her. He smashes fifteen skulls, but makes sure she does not see this brutality, she only knows it. Betrays everyone in sight but not her. Has a sixpack but can take her out to eat pizza in a candlelit diner where the staff are all vampires but out of fear from him, do not drink her dead. Can lift a horse, but never has had to work for his strength. Has time to learn to wield the sword, read thousand classics, and still take her out on romantic flights around the city during sunrise. Vampire, but the sun does not affect him. Because. Because. Of her love.
Aye. Not damaging.
Husband works ten hours to bring bread to home. No vampire. No flight. No choice not to drink her blood.
Oh, ho, and Fifty Shits of Grey... Reading it, wanting it, and then crying for the police when the boyfriend looks at her the wrong way...
No.
I don't fucking care what men's usage of porn does to women.
Women got bigger sins to answer for.
But for men:
Can a man understand this:
"You are jerking off to watching another man fucking a woman instead of you"
"You are jerking off watching someone else's hard throbbing cock going in an out of the pink pussy you want your average cock to go in and out of"
The perversion?
I have been with porn since age eleven.
Age thirty four I realized the damage it had done to me.
If someone had uttered me the words I wrote up there, my life could have taken a different route.
But no. The most intellectual warning we got was "Masturbation will make you blind"
Fuck you.
See, with porn:
You go on a date having your dick esteem screwed to the ground by watching a big dick pummel a tight pussy. Not your dick. The only reason you seem relaxed about sex with the girl is that you have no confidence that you can pummel her as good as that large cock you just saw.
With porn, your energy is drained.
With porn your strength is drained.
Your willpower is totally decimated.
Your view of women is mutated.
Everyone but me.
Every girl, without me.
What if i am not ten centimeters thick and half a meter long?
It is not just in the head, it is in the body.
Your smell changes. Yes, tried.
You posture changes.
Your stride changes.
Your animal inside you is killed.
The balls are torn off.
The dick is cut.
That is what you are willingly doing to yourself when watching porn.
Yes, you seem relaxed when you meet the girl, but can you separate the knowledge that you jerked of to some other hard throbbing dick because you were afraid of the animal in you, because you were afraid of her reaction, because you were a pussy, a pussy not deserving to be pummeled by the hard throbbing dick...
Porn just has killed the man in your soul.
But everyone does it.
So?
Have you tried?
Do you have a comparison point?
Without porn,
You create energy
You grow strength
You are one with nature
You are one with the woman you are fucking
You cherish the woman, her little human flaws, her smell, her smile, her wetness
Your dick could hold your national flag on a Bofor 12 storm
When you jerk off, you jerk off to your own experience, to your own imagined experience. To your own dick.
Your smell changes. Yes, tried.
You know you can stand up and carry the girl with your dick, if that is what you want.
Your willpower increases
Your posture rises
Your stride strengthens
Your dick feels like one meter thick and three meters long
Your will to meet women increases
Your will to fuck women increases
Your actions to fulfill these will increase
The results increase
Your creativity connects with the Muse
Your productivity connects with the Gods
Your life connects with life
The animal inside you is alive
The balls feed the dick
The dick looks up to his master
...Proud and willing to serve
This weekend had a chat with a drunk friend about porn,
Coincidentally, Free Northerner links to a piece about the effect of porn on women, men and relationships.
Back to my chat with my friend.
"I'll go home and watch some porn"
"Don't"
"What?"
"Don't watch porn."
"But it is relaxing"
"No. It is the illusion"
"I like to see naked women"
"You are watching another man fuck a woman you'd like to fuck"
"..."
"You are jerking off to another man's dick pummeling the pussy you want to pummel"
"Man I have never been without porn for more than two weeks"
"So you don't know a life without porn"
Interlude: I know a life without porn and this is why now I decide no porn or no erotica for October, fuck that, for November and December too.
"But man, it is good to watch some porn and jerking off before the date"
"Jerk off, don't watch porn"
And then the link of Free Northerner comes in,
How men watching porn hurts women. Not women watching porn, men watching porn.
Who the fuck cares how porn hurts women...
First answer for the damage that has been done by romance novels. Their unrealistic experiences. Their impossible to attain standards. The white knight in a leather jacket arrives on a motorcycle. He is a bad boy. But he likes her. He is a vampire. But he does not bite her. He smashes fifteen skulls, but makes sure she does not see this brutality, she only knows it. Betrays everyone in sight but not her. Has a sixpack but can take her out to eat pizza in a candlelit diner where the staff are all vampires but out of fear from him, do not drink her dead. Can lift a horse, but never has had to work for his strength. Has time to learn to wield the sword, read thousand classics, and still take her out on romantic flights around the city during sunrise. Vampire, but the sun does not affect him. Because. Because. Of her love.
Aye. Not damaging.
Husband works ten hours to bring bread to home. No vampire. No flight. No choice not to drink her blood.
Oh, ho, and Fifty Shits of Grey... Reading it, wanting it, and then crying for the police when the boyfriend looks at her the wrong way...
No.
I don't fucking care what men's usage of porn does to women.
Women got bigger sins to answer for.
But for men:
Can a man understand this:
"You are jerking off to watching another man fucking a woman instead of you"
"You are jerking off watching someone else's hard throbbing cock going in an out of the pink pussy you want your average cock to go in and out of"
The perversion?
I have been with porn since age eleven.
Age thirty four I realized the damage it had done to me.
If someone had uttered me the words I wrote up there, my life could have taken a different route.
But no. The most intellectual warning we got was "Masturbation will make you blind"
Fuck you.
See, with porn:
You go on a date having your dick esteem screwed to the ground by watching a big dick pummel a tight pussy. Not your dick. The only reason you seem relaxed about sex with the girl is that you have no confidence that you can pummel her as good as that large cock you just saw.
With porn, your energy is drained.
With porn your strength is drained.
Your willpower is totally decimated.
Your view of women is mutated.
Everyone but me.
Every girl, without me.
What if i am not ten centimeters thick and half a meter long?
It is not just in the head, it is in the body.
Your smell changes. Yes, tried.
You posture changes.
Your stride changes.
Your animal inside you is killed.
The balls are torn off.
The dick is cut.
That is what you are willingly doing to yourself when watching porn.
Yes, you seem relaxed when you meet the girl, but can you separate the knowledge that you jerked of to some other hard throbbing dick because you were afraid of the animal in you, because you were afraid of her reaction, because you were a pussy, a pussy not deserving to be pummeled by the hard throbbing dick...
Porn just has killed the man in your soul.
But everyone does it.
So?
Have you tried?
Do you have a comparison point?
Without porn,
You create energy
You grow strength
You are one with nature
You are one with the woman you are fucking
You cherish the woman, her little human flaws, her smell, her smile, her wetness
Your dick could hold your national flag on a Bofor 12 storm
When you jerk off, you jerk off to your own experience, to your own imagined experience. To your own dick.
Your smell changes. Yes, tried.
You know you can stand up and carry the girl with your dick, if that is what you want.
Your willpower increases
Your posture rises
Your stride strengthens
Your dick feels like one meter thick and three meters long
Your will to meet women increases
Your will to fuck women increases
Your actions to fulfill these will increase
The results increase
Your creativity connects with the Muse
Your productivity connects with the Gods
Your life connects with life
The animal inside you is alive
The balls feed the dick
The dick looks up to his master
...Proud and willing to serve
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