01/03: Not Stupid, Crazy!?
Lost is a luxury. If you are starving and have to forage for food, there is no time to be lost. If someone is shooting at you, trying to kill you, the desire to survive negates the lounging folly necessary to be lost. Lost is a luxury of the mind. Lost is a luxury, and here we are…
No matter how stupid they are, they can be brilliant. A couple of conversations brought the point home:
-> A woman who has experienced it all and wishes to experience more pronounced loudly, “Men are idiots.” When I replied, “Women were stupid,” she disagreed. So I offered “crazy,” which she quickly accepted.
Any woman who knows who she is knows women rule the world. The fact that they are crazy gives us the opening we need. Know it. They know it. Some admit it, but they all know it. They are crazy!!! Unfortunately, when it comes to them, we are idiots.
-> A woman more brilliant than she would ever convey talked about the premise of the lost male. She thinks males are lost, and should be, as the purpose of our design is no longer necessary. Hunting, foraging, protecting just aren’t necessary in our comfortable society, but the skills are innate and must remain, so we use them, randomly. The brute strength and violence wired into our being is unnecessary, for the moment.
It is scary how the skills are now used by some and expresses how lost we are and will be lost for some time.
I love women, especially brilliant women. (Brilliance in a woman is found as it is in men: pure honesty expressed by a reflective mind.)
Those moments, those conversations of honesty bring moments of joyous clarity: I’m really fucking lost! What does a man need to do in these modern times to feel he has purpose? (Read Fly Fumes and it appears the purpose is…) What to do? Where to find those women who bring moments of truth? Where to find those men? Where to find…
Speaking of crazy monsters that rule the world: Why are so many dominated by nasty shrews?
Met a man who was kind, honest and gentle, a decent man. A couple of days later, I met his wife. I was polite — there is no need to be anything but polite to a woman — but she was not so polite. You cannot battle shrews, so you smile and ignore their rudeness, but some still want to get in your face. They are so used to having their way with “men,” they just get louder, ruder and nastier. What self-loathing males are putting up with these creatures?
When a monster gets loud and in your face, you cannot win by upping the ante. You make it clear they are not going to get their way, even if they are correct, if they are going to be so disrespectful. Offer them a smile, a smile that says, “Bitch, you aren’t getting shit treating me like this!” without uttering a single word. If you don’t respect yourself, how can you expect her to respect you?
Remember, they’ll admit to “crazy,” not stupid, so if you are going to be a male as nature defined, you cannot be afraid. Lost, sure, but afraid of the crazy bitch? I think not. No, step up and smile a smile that speaks volumes.
Until next month, when the question is, “What are we worth?” Or sooner?
No matter how stupid they are, they can be brilliant. A couple of conversations brought the point home:
-> A woman who has experienced it all and wishes to experience more pronounced loudly, “Men are idiots.” When I replied, “Women were stupid,” she disagreed. So I offered “crazy,” which she quickly accepted.
Any woman who knows who she is knows women rule the world. The fact that they are crazy gives us the opening we need. Know it. They know it. Some admit it, but they all know it. They are crazy!!! Unfortunately, when it comes to them, we are idiots.
-> A woman more brilliant than she would ever convey talked about the premise of the lost male. She thinks males are lost, and should be, as the purpose of our design is no longer necessary. Hunting, foraging, protecting just aren’t necessary in our comfortable society, but the skills are innate and must remain, so we use them, randomly. The brute strength and violence wired into our being is unnecessary, for the moment.
It is scary how the skills are now used by some and expresses how lost we are and will be lost for some time.
I love women, especially brilliant women. (Brilliance in a woman is found as it is in men: pure honesty expressed by a reflective mind.)
Those moments, those conversations of honesty bring moments of joyous clarity: I’m really fucking lost! What does a man need to do in these modern times to feel he has purpose? (Read Fly Fumes and it appears the purpose is…) What to do? Where to find those women who bring moments of truth? Where to find those men? Where to find…
Speaking of crazy monsters that rule the world: Why are so many dominated by nasty shrews?
Met a man who was kind, honest and gentle, a decent man. A couple of days later, I met his wife. I was polite — there is no need to be anything but polite to a woman — but she was not so polite. You cannot battle shrews, so you smile and ignore their rudeness, but some still want to get in your face. They are so used to having their way with “men,” they just get louder, ruder and nastier. What self-loathing males are putting up with these creatures?
When a monster gets loud and in your face, you cannot win by upping the ante. You make it clear they are not going to get their way, even if they are correct, if they are going to be so disrespectful. Offer them a smile, a smile that says, “Bitch, you aren’t getting shit treating me like this!” without uttering a single word. If you don’t respect yourself, how can you expect her to respect you?
Remember, they’ll admit to “crazy,” not stupid, so if you are going to be a male as nature defined, you cannot be afraid. Lost, sure, but afraid of the crazy bitch? I think not. No, step up and smile a smile that speaks volumes.
Until next month, when the question is, “What are we worth?” Or sooner?
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