Secrets Revealed Part 2: DJ or AFC? You decide and fvck what you think

[Eternal]

Lovers, haters, whiners, moaners, complainers, and just plain bitches. The world is full of them. People judging people. Looking down, past, up to, around. Throwing imaginary words, insults, compliments, hate...For what reason? Scared? Jealous? Insecurity? Who knows. It's pathetic. It's annoying. It is life. My life. If you thought "Behind the Moderating" was my life, you ain't read nothing yet. Buckle up, grab some water, and be ready...Crazykid: Part 2 is unfolding before your eyes. You'll be amazed at some stuff.

Fuck the haters. The world has enough. Had enough. They will be everywhere though. Everywhere and nowhere. Just like I am. I am a hater at times. Why? People piss me off. I've broken sticks, walls, cans, glass...Everything but steel and bones. I have had the greatest time of my life one minute and puching the ground and yelling out, crying, swearing, adrenaline rushing the next. People have come and gone in my life. Some I don't remember because they weren't important. Others I can never forget, because they changed me. Some more people, friends, I hope. Finally, others, the bugs that won't go away. Each triggering a different emotion. Each luring me towards a different fate, different end...

'Tis was a happier time once, long ago. Back before school, before I joined the rest of the "world" and learned the ways of life. Back when all kids have to worry about is missing thier favorite cartoon. Life was nice back then. Hell was waiting with open arms though. Ready to take me in, make me one of its own. It did a good job. I sit here, tormented. At what? Even I do not know. My mind works furiously, spewing endless streams of words, knowledge, feelings into my body. What are they? Sometimes I know, sometimes I don't. This is what I have become. The old story, from failure to semingly success...Just a small part of my life. A good one, but a small part. I've fought adversity, anger, depression since day 1.

I apparently did "outstanding" on my IQ test when I was younger. I was deemed "gifted." Did I ever take a GT class? No. Did I ever want to? No. Why? I wanted to fit in. Be like everyone else. Make fun of the people taking those classes, doing well. I got 25 on my ACT. So how did I do in my first year of college? I got a 1.45 GPA. Why? I wanted to fit in. Guess what?

FUCK FITTING IN!

I will never grow, never suceed, never rise to my potential fitting in. I hooked up with this one girl last year in college to "fit in." What happened? Heart break and a step back. I got a new girlfriend, been dating for 4 months. She's in Tennessee. I am in Alabama. We are both in college. I just got back today. Went up Friday to see her and stayed until a few hours ago.

I know a lot of you will look at that and go "You went that far to see a girl? You have a girlfriend in college? You are an idiot." To those of you, I say "get your head out of your ass." I don't care what you think. You can call me "AFC," "spineless," "pathetic" or anything else. You know what? It won't hurt me at all. Why? You would get pleasure out of it. Words across a monitor, filled with stupidity. They reach my eyes, my brain...But not my heart.

I have been called it all. Name an insult, I have been called it. Words in life leave marks, scars...Pits. But they never show. Why? The pits are there, they just get filled in. With what? Anger, depression, sadness. To each thier own. To everyone, there is something inside of them. A candle. A wick. The insults bring upon a flame. With each insult, the flame gets brighter, hotter. The wick burns lower. When the wick dies out, the candle explodes in a rage. Rage of what? Depends on the person. There is not just one candle though. It gets replaced each time. Count how many candles you have gone through.

Boy Scouts. Little league. Life Scout. All-Star. Football. Friends. All-County. Words to you. Meaning to me. Each person has moments they treasure, actions they regret, times they wish never ended. Ever notice: Painful moments last forever. Pleasure moments last shortly. I don't just mean your hand on your wank either. I mean moments you want to last. Capre Diem. Sieze the moment. The moment ends. What is siezed? A memory. I think back to earlier. This weekend. AFC, DJ, inbetween? No. Joey. That is who I was. Great boyfriend. That is what I am. Long distance relationships. "They won't work." "She'll go after other guys." "You'll go after other girls." "Blah blah blah." Doubt. The world runs on it. Think back to when you have been doubted. Think how great it was to overcome it.

I have a girlfriend in another state.

Doubt that it'll work. Do it. Laugh at me. Taunt me. Torment me. I can already tell you what I'll say to you when you make a post, PM me yelling at me.

Fuck off. You are not me. You don't control my life. You don't know me. You are another person in the world. Another mass of skin, hair, blood. Go you. People will piss you off. Will you let it get to you?

Choices. The world is full of them, loving it, knowing you're gonna make a choice that will always carry doubt. Think to a choice you have made recently. What was it? What did you decide? What happened? Do I or don't I? How often has the world said this.

You screwed up. How much more has this been said? I am better than you. Seem more familiar? People can talk. People will talk. People always talk. Glasses. Dark sunglasses. I wear them. My eyes are sensitive to light. But they also hide things. Glimmer in your eye. Flick of fire. Wallow of water. Your eyes will give you away. You can control your body, but not your eyes. They will always reveal the real you.

I congratulate anyone that can make sense of what I wrote. Piece it together. You may be confused at first, but time has already revealed the answer to you. You are 1 step closer to solving a puzzle. Of knowing the real me. The following piece falls in due time. Watch the countdown. It has begun.

 

[xomel]

Grab a hold of your self.

You care enough to take time out of your life to write a post just to tell online faggots that what they say wont bother you. ONLINE FAGGOTS. Seriously do they deserve time out of your life just to hear this?

I never even knew it in the first place that you and your girlfriend lived in a different state. I was too busy trying to fit in with other people on this board to even notice. You are self concious enough to write about it, I am self concious enough not to notice it. Seriously, who the hell cares, everyone is too busy being self concious with themselves to even care in the first place.

Fitting in is human desire, its a desire you can either side with or side against. I side with it, use it and abuse it. A DJ tool in my opinion.


Everyone has to unleash once in a while.

 

[Vincent]

Complete. Sorry i had to do it.

Very interesting crazy, I must say, I'm as confused as i am intruiged. "28 day 6 hours 42 minutes and 12 seconds. This is the end of the world"

Just from what I got from this. I realized that the vision of this site has been lost. When did we go from construcive help, to complete criticizing opinions, beliefs, and views. Myself included and excluded.

This site is about finding out who you are, the person you want to be. Not becoming the person everyone wants you do be.

Do what you want crazy, being a Don Juan is not a set of rules. Its about becoming the best damn person you can be. Some people want to be in a relationship, and if others can't accept that, then fuck them.

Do I want a relationship. Yes.

Morals are above Don Juanism, and i think sex is something more special than a ONS. Its not religious, its just the way I am. Just like drinking is a social/occasional thing, I don't do it just to do it. I do it because its something special.

Again, very intersting stuff crazy.

I'll be waiting.

 

[Eternal]

Originally posted by xomel
Grab a hold of your self.

You care enough to take time out of your life to write a post just to tell online faggots that what they say wont bother you. ONLINE FAGGOTS. Seriously do they deserve time out of your life just to hear this?

I never even knew it in the first place that you and your girlfriend lived in a different state. I was too busy trying to fit in with other people on this board to even notice. You are self concious enough to write about it, I am self concious enough not to notice it. Seriously, who the hell cares, everyone is too busy being self concious with themselves to even care in the first place.

Fitting in is human desire, its a desire you can either side with or side against. I side with it, use it and abuse it. A DJ tool in my opinion.


Everyone has to unleash once in a while.

Hehe, you thought I put this out there to attack at ONLY online faggots. If I were to do that, I would be a pathetic little person. No Xomel, I did not do this for them. That would give them what they want: Attention. This is farther than that. I believe Vincent might have figured out this puzzle piece. Keep searching though Xomel.

 

[MetalFortress]

I know how the gf in another state bit goes; I'm in that right now. But dude, you really need to lose that anger.

 

[InsidiousNstinct]

She's in Tennessee.

I live in Tennessee.....*evil smirk*

Only kidding....


I'm going to take a stab at what Crazy is trying to say here.

I believe he's trying to say that noone is ready for the world when their a kid. The reality of it is that the world is one cruel motha. That's what were teached and told. So we go out and try to conform to the world so we can "fit in." Unstead of living our own life we let the world live our lives and we never take our own chances. We let the world tell us what to wear, what music to listen to, what clothes to wear, exc. We even let the world tell us what kind of GIRL we want and need. Surely we don't want a girl that is 25lbs over weight. We want the nice slim girl who looks incredible in a bathing suit.

Everyones trying to get ahead everyone is looking for that extra bit of edge over the other, pure competiton. The world is our battlefield its not our domain. Noone wants to fight though it's like were living in a dictatorship, whatever the world says IT HAS TO BE RIGHT. Thats the way we think.

All answers lead back to you. That's kind've funny....this whole post can be sumed up as YOU.


Maybe I'm way off in left field I don't know. THen again..does it matter? F*CK WHAT I THINK!

 

[Eternal]

Metal - I've lost the anger. This post isn't out of anger, it is out of truth.

JBizzle - Both you and Vincent are close.

 

[Wacky-1]

Crazykid,

I may not be able to decipher what you mean, but nonetheless, I think I've a pretty good idea about what this is...I've been going through it lately as well.

Sometimes, you just want to scream at the world, and say, "Why in hell can't I do what *I* want to do? Why do I always feel societal pressure to FIT IN?" This site, look at it. Day by day I see posts like "Awesome new technique called XXXX that will help you get girls etc..". Honestly, what we have here, gentlemen, is merely a MASK SHOP. I wanted to make a post about this, but since crazy's post here has deemed it suitable, I will instead post it as a reply, because I feel a lot of it has to do with what Crazy has to say.

Imagine this scenario...
Imagine a world where everyone wears a mask, no one really cares, deep down.Corruption, injustice, anger, greed are all in some way prevailent. Are you imagining that world?
Look outside...It's the same.
For many who come here, i believe, they simply take off their mask, and put on a NEW mask, hence we have the arbitrary titles of AFC, DJ etc...
And then, these people, go out into the world, wearing their new mask, hoping to get answers. If you were one of these people, agree silently with me here. Look at crazy's post in retrospect, look at what he's crying out at - injustice.Fitting in.Having to be someone you're not.

Gentlemen...I want to open your eyes to my POV here. Crazy's post is of utmost relevance.Tie it in. He's not hitting out at "online faggots". I believe, (and I may be wrong) that it is societal injustice we all seek to destroy.

Yet, we still have people taking masks, putting them on, and seeing what these masks can do, to help them reach their own goals. The idea - fulfilling goals, is a good one, but do you want to always be behind a mask?

I used to want to use techniques to get what I want. But I realised, slowly but surely, all I was doing was taking a mask from this MASK SHOP, and going out into the world with a new look.I used to want to fit in...and with my new mask, fit in well.
I was wrong.Dead wrong. Look at what crazy says about screwing the fitting in.

I want to appeal to everyone here. INSTEAD of EXCHANGING your mask here, learn to TAKE IT OFF, to show everyone your bare, naked face. This is in essence, what a lot of posters here have to say. Confidence, charisma, etc... Where does it all come from?
Take off that mask today. Show the world, that YOU...a true man, who is NOT AFRAID of showing his face, in a world of masks,whatever response you get. Gentlemen, society's prowlers will always be trying to drag you down with them, to fit in, and put on a mask.

Stay strong! Show your face because you're not afraid to! Dont HIDE BEHIND THE PRETEXT OF FITTING IN...OR BEING A "DJ" or whatever. You are WHOEVER you make yourself out to be. And here, this is the vital part : YOU ARE HERE FOR A REASON. YOU SEE PEOPLE AROUND YOU, WEARING MASKS. LIBERATE THEM,FREE THEM. Help them see that it's OK to be who you are, but the beauty of it, is because no one's perfect...they're always be something to improve in. Help people understand this. Walk around spreading joy and happiness to the people with masks, because God, or any higher being you believe in, whatever you're religion, has given you a great life, and all you have to see is the beauty in your life that makes it worthwhile. Spread that beauty, spread that joy. Take off your MASK.Don't FIT IN.Help others see the beauty of life through you. That is MY interpretation of all these DJ principles, all these techniques. You don't need them. You don't need a DJ bible. You have it within you. All you have to do is take off your mask. Stop trying to fit in, stop trying to be someone you're not.Take OFF your mask.

I dedicate this interpretation to Crazykid, who inspired me with his Behind the moderating experience, and I hope this has been an insightful read. Do post your thoughts on this. (Especially the one who's got a girlfriend in a different state)

 

[Eternal]

Wacky-1: Did you steal my brain when I was sleeping? You have solved the second piece of the puzzle. Take note everyone else.

Part 3 begins in less than 24 hours. Who thinks they can handle it?

 

[Wacky-1]

Steal your brain? Me? Naaah...couldn't be...

*undergoes brain transplant, puts the brain in a jar labelled "crazykid" and sends it on the first flight to Tenessee*

On a more serious note, yeah, this is a mask shop. As I originally stated, I was going to make a post about it, but it's warranted here. I'm going to make a suggestion. Instead of Matrix making a new HS bible, I suggest a collaboration of people's experiences, instead of the sum of techniques so abundantly found here. And let's all face it, although there are some of us who truly want to experience true freedom, and live life the way we want, answering to ourself and God, there will unfortunately always be those who claim "ignorance is bliss" and go out into the world with the "DJ mask". Face it, we don't need a bible. From this day forward, I'm going to undertake something. Instead of focusing on techniques, I'm going to carry out a series of "field reports", to show you all, that instead of all these DJ principles, all we need is to man up, and be ourselves, constantly improving.

I will be posting these experiences soon, I hope everyone will take time to read them when they are up. And to my buddy Crazykid here...Three words man, for part 3..." Bring it on ". I may not know your real self...but remember, I did steal your brain
And about flight arrangements, not to worry, I sent it first class with a bundle of roses. I look forward to part 3.

 

[Omega]

Uhhh...

Right. I understand what your saying but, man lay off the ganja.

 

[Eternal]

Originally posted by Wacky-1
Steal your brain? Me? Naaah...couldn't be...

*undergoes brain transplant, puts the brain in a jar labelled "crazykid" and sends it on the first flight to Tenessee*

*Drooling and pointing at bugs* My girlfriend is in Tenessee...I'm in Alabama. No wonder she said she had something to mail me...Ohhh! A bug!

 

[Eternal]

Originally posted by R3N3GAD3
Uhhh...

Right. I understand what your saying but, man lay off the ganja.

Nah, no ganja here. Just pure unadulturated words.

 

[Izo]

It all makes sense! That was a great reply, about the masks.