Is there a single person on this earth you would die for?
Here you are. Here I am. I think it's time to go back. Time to go back to when we were not so far away. So far from the reality of this world.
Ever felt the magic of walking through a forest? The trinkling sound of running water, the chirping of the early birds. The freshness of the wind and the soft touch of the sun. To be at one with the world.
But what does it matter? All you want to know is how to get a chick. I could never appeal to you. Fancy words perhaps, a new concept here and there, but never enough to catch your interrest. It never had anything to do with what you wanted to do or what your life was about.
Make your life an art. Dedicate your entire being to perfecting this art. From the moment you wake to the time you die, perfect this art. Let this art live long after you have passed. Be the best at what you do...
You come to the Don Juan discussion forum because you need help seducing women. Your entire life stirs from this desire to have women. These... beauties. Many have preached long before I of the manipulation which took place to limit your lives but not so many touched on just how far that went. You have been blinded from the beauties of this world!
So much out there. So much to see, so much to live and experience and so little time to do it. And us... in the century where technology reigns supreme, GPS, planes, space crafts, satellites! We see so much and so little all at once. Completly oblivious to the outside world.
Look at what you have been reduced to! Fathom this world of yours of oneitis, don juan and afc. This life you live completly useless to everything. Not even a tool. Less than a tool.
Organise your approach, her reactions and her looks. Think about them all day long and then sleep to dream of them. If you have ever successfully gotten with a human you would know that there is no such bullsh*t involved. If the said person wants you, it will be made clear and the pieces will click. Stop wasting your time. Stop wasting your lives. You don't need fancy techniques or a don juan attitude. You need to live.
Preach preach preach. Nothing gets done. You can not begin to comprehend the extent of this vision. And I begin only to touch it...
You can claim your life has purpose, meaning and all the rest. You can tell yourself that you are over her, that girls aren't the cake of your life. You can tell youself many pretty things but it does not make them true.
You fear life. You are so afraid that you even fear that which does not exist. Pity me, pity thee. You are neither alive nor dead.
The most powerful of people. The most powerful character. You conquer yourself then you set out to conquer the world. Hypothetically, it can be imagined that there is a breaking point to everything. That given the right circumstances, your character would fail no matter how much will power you have. To achieve your goals is to have more will power than your breaking point. Paradox? Only within the limitations of your mind.
The greater cause... the greater good. Right and wrong? I've never done anything wrong my whole life. Neither have you or anyone else. If you think about it... the wrong thing is what doesn't benefit you at all in any way, something you have never done. I guess we're all going to heaven.
Honor? Valor? What of these words do you understand? What of these words are in you? In fact! What does it matter? We're all going to die! Who cares about cheating on your girlfriend or littering in the darkest region of earth. No one is going to know!
What do you want of me? What do you want of yourself?
How long are you going to live the same life? AFC to DJ to Jerk to DJ. Nothing changed throughout the entire process. You are still the same. Girls girls girls... But a pass-time as we wait for some better purpose to come along. Minor differences in form but nonetheless an obsession. Nonetheless a dependance. Nonetheless a weakness.
You can feel the limits of your prison lower against you. You can feel your freedom retract. You can feel your world diminish. Counter that force.... Push it back. Give it a run for it's money. In fact. Keep pushing push until it falls of the plain of existence.
It will be the day you abandon that shell of great security... of great weakness. That you take a step out into the real world. The world as it is. The day you dedicate your life to a higher purpose.
No matter what happens or what anybody says... you will still be there. Atleast have no shame. Man up, stand up for what you do. After all, you are only human.
Farewell.
Here you are. Here I am. I think it's time to go back. Time to go back to when we were not so far away. So far from the reality of this world.
Ever felt the magic of walking through a forest? The trinkling sound of running water, the chirping of the early birds. The freshness of the wind and the soft touch of the sun. To be at one with the world.
But what does it matter? All you want to know is how to get a chick. I could never appeal to you. Fancy words perhaps, a new concept here and there, but never enough to catch your interrest. It never had anything to do with what you wanted to do or what your life was about.
Make your life an art. Dedicate your entire being to perfecting this art. From the moment you wake to the time you die, perfect this art. Let this art live long after you have passed. Be the best at what you do...
You come to the Don Juan discussion forum because you need help seducing women. Your entire life stirs from this desire to have women. These... beauties. Many have preached long before I of the manipulation which took place to limit your lives but not so many touched on just how far that went. You have been blinded from the beauties of this world!
So much out there. So much to see, so much to live and experience and so little time to do it. And us... in the century where technology reigns supreme, GPS, planes, space crafts, satellites! We see so much and so little all at once. Completly oblivious to the outside world.
Look at what you have been reduced to! Fathom this world of yours of oneitis, don juan and afc. This life you live completly useless to everything. Not even a tool. Less than a tool.
Organise your approach, her reactions and her looks. Think about them all day long and then sleep to dream of them. If you have ever successfully gotten with a human you would know that there is no such bullsh*t involved. If the said person wants you, it will be made clear and the pieces will click. Stop wasting your time. Stop wasting your lives. You don't need fancy techniques or a don juan attitude. You need to live.
Preach preach preach. Nothing gets done. You can not begin to comprehend the extent of this vision. And I begin only to touch it...
You can claim your life has purpose, meaning and all the rest. You can tell yourself that you are over her, that girls aren't the cake of your life. You can tell youself many pretty things but it does not make them true.
You fear life. You are so afraid that you even fear that which does not exist. Pity me, pity thee. You are neither alive nor dead.
The most powerful of people. The most powerful character. You conquer yourself then you set out to conquer the world. Hypothetically, it can be imagined that there is a breaking point to everything. That given the right circumstances, your character would fail no matter how much will power you have. To achieve your goals is to have more will power than your breaking point. Paradox? Only within the limitations of your mind.
The greater cause... the greater good. Right and wrong? I've never done anything wrong my whole life. Neither have you or anyone else. If you think about it... the wrong thing is what doesn't benefit you at all in any way, something you have never done. I guess we're all going to heaven.
Honor? Valor? What of these words do you understand? What of these words are in you? In fact! What does it matter? We're all going to die! Who cares about cheating on your girlfriend or littering in the darkest region of earth. No one is going to know!
What do you want of me? What do you want of yourself?
How long are you going to live the same life? AFC to DJ to Jerk to DJ. Nothing changed throughout the entire process. You are still the same. Girls girls girls... But a pass-time as we wait for some better purpose to come along. Minor differences in form but nonetheless an obsession. Nonetheless a dependance. Nonetheless a weakness.
You can feel the limits of your prison lower against you. You can feel your freedom retract. You can feel your world diminish. Counter that force.... Push it back. Give it a run for it's money. In fact. Keep pushing push until it falls of the plain of existence.
It will be the day you abandon that shell of great security... of great weakness. That you take a step out into the real world. The world as it is. The day you dedicate your life to a higher purpose.
No matter what happens or what anybody says... you will still be there. Atleast have no shame. Man up, stand up for what you do. After all, you are only human.
Farewell.
