Jager
Senior Don Juan
- Joined
- Jun 12, 2019
- Messages
- 239
- Reaction score
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- Age
- 32
Sometimes I have to catch myself from slipping into mediocrity, weakness of mind and spirit. I have thought on this for a few days now, and my Crab Mentality post is tied to that thought process.
Why does a man want greatness? What is his motivation? Why does he feel the need to excel and succeed in life?
Because he is apart. He is meant to be apart. In this context it means creating himself. Making his mark. Being who he, himself, has decided to be. Your very DNA, the Y chromosome, is evidence of this. DNA services, such as the several family heritage sites that analyze your DNA, cannot trace genetic history through the father. It can’t be done. It is only tracked through the mother, grandmother, and so on. Every man is genetically unique. You, as a man, have always been destined for greatness. For achievement. The term for this, the description of a man’s genetics, is Monad.
To the very core, you want to be something more than a mere cog in a wheel, more than some pansy dancing around the flower pasture to the tune of your supposed masters.
Claim your birthright, gentlemen. Be the man apart. Be the monad. Your days of placating must end if you are to rise.
-Mufasa
Why does a man want greatness? What is his motivation? Why does he feel the need to excel and succeed in life?
Because he is apart. He is meant to be apart. In this context it means creating himself. Making his mark. Being who he, himself, has decided to be. Your very DNA, the Y chromosome, is evidence of this. DNA services, such as the several family heritage sites that analyze your DNA, cannot trace genetic history through the father. It can’t be done. It is only tracked through the mother, grandmother, and so on. Every man is genetically unique. You, as a man, have always been destined for greatness. For achievement. The term for this, the description of a man’s genetics, is Monad.
To the very core, you want to be something more than a mere cog in a wheel, more than some pansy dancing around the flower pasture to the tune of your supposed masters.
Claim your birthright, gentlemen. Be the man apart. Be the monad. Your days of placating must end if you are to rise.
-Mufasa