Maximus Optimus
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I am terrified of death. The thought of not existing scares me unlike anything else.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
Yes, fear is a very unpleasant emotion, but it’s rather irrational and childishly over emotional to fear a future life event that you have no control over, don’t you think ?I am terrified of death. The thought of not existing scares me unlike anything else.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
What should terrify you the most is not living before death. That is truly terrifying.I am terrified of death. The thought of not existing scares me unlike anything else.
I would suggest looking into some kind of spiritual teachings like Buddhism or Stoicism. Both traditions focus on death and accepting it. The more you face fears, the less you fear them.Most of the time I don’t, but sometimes, seemingly at random, a soul-crushing dread of my future death descends upon me and it is crippling.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
I’m big into Buddhism and Hinduism. I have all of Alan Watts recordings. I’ve read power of now and achieved Nirvanna as well. But part of acceptance is accepting the organisms desire to survive and thrive imho.I would suggest looking into some kind of spiritual teachings like Buddhism or Stoicism. Both traditions focus on death and accepting it. The more you face fears, the less you fear them.
In Tralfamadorian philosophy, when a person dies they only appear to die. They are alive in other moments in the past. They may be in bad condition upon the moment of death, but they are doing great in other moments.I would suggest looking into some kind of spiritual teachings like Buddhism or Stoicism. Both traditions focus on death and accepting it. The more you face fears, the less you fear them.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Amen brotha.What should terrify you the most is not living before death. That is truly terrifying.
Modern Man Advice
Observing my family elders over the years (4 grands and 3 great-grands still lived when i was young), i came to conclusion, the older you get, the less you worry about death. In some cases, people are even fed up enough at life, they look forward to death.I am terrified of death. The thought of not existing scares me unlike anything else.
You HAVE to make new memories! It never ends. Manage your heath. The past is the past.I used to... in my teens and early 20’s the world was amazing and possibilities are endless. The thought of leaving terrified me... at 40 things narrow and doors start to close. I am sure as I get older and older... friends will pass on, energy will fade, strength will decline and all that’s eventually left is the memories of what was.... so when that comes I will look forward to leaving my meat suit and progressing to my next story. Already there are so many souls I cannot wait to see again even if it might be brief. For now... making those memories to carry me thru my old Age is important.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.