I Need A Punch In The Face

[Anonymous 42]

I think you’re an arrogant asshole that’s so full of himself you’ve gained the wisdom of a toddler. You’re also condescending which is a sign of narsism and that can’t be cured which gives you a toxic personality I don’t like, and your life in that house is reminiscent to life in a nuthouse and you don’t even see it or acknowledge it.

And you can suck my dick!

[ModR8Participant 89]

Pedal, run, row wrote:

IF you had been here more than a few days you would know exactly who he is, and how much he has contributed to this site…

Na na na na… you sound like a bitch. All that matters between Matrix and I is what he’s said to ME, and he’s talked s~~~, called me a liar, and p~~~ed me off. And so have you.

[Anonymous 13]

I haven’t talked s~~~. I spoke the truth.

Where did I call you a liar?

[ModR8Participant 89]

Anonymous wrote:

I think you’re an arrogant asshole

And so are you. Because you’re a man. Who are you trying to fool with your humility? F~~~ humility. That’s when s~~~ goes down hill. That’s why MGTOW exists. Men got humble.

[Pedal, run, rowParticipant]

“All it takes is a phone call!”

Read it, learn it.

[Anonymous 42]

[Anonymous 13]

ModR8 wrote:

Men got humble.

MEN got wise.

[Pedal, run, rowParticipant]

ModR8 wrote:

Pedal, run, row wrote:

IF you had been here more than a few days you would know exactly who he is, and how much he has contributed to this site…

Na na na na… you sound like a bitch. All that matters between Matrix and I is what he’s said to ME, and he’s talked s~~~, called me a liar, and p~~~ed me off. And so have you.

Yes, how dare I point out that people who have been here longer than a few minutes know exactly who he is, and how valuable he has been to this site. That is totally me talking s~~~ and calling you a liar.

Anyway, enjoy the site Dorothy.

[ModR8Participant 89]

Anonymous wrote:

Oh man, another essay where you are here, there, and off on some fantasy place else.

The words don’t say “you are a liar”, but if I say aloud what you wrote, it sounds like you think I make s~~~ up.

[ModR8Participant 89]

Anonymous wrote:

Oh that’s just childish. Do emoticon’s even quote?

[ModR8Participant 89]

Anonymous wrote:

MEN got wise.

I don’t think so. I think they took the ball and went home.

[Anonymous 13]

ModR8 wrote:

MATRIX wrote:

Oh man, another essay where you are here, there, and off on some fantasy place else.

The words don’t say “you are a liar”, but if I say aloud what you wrote, it sounds like you think I make s~~~ up.

No, I wasn’t calling you a liar.

What I was trying to say, and text doesn’t always lend itself well to ideas is that you’re living some kind of fantasy. Not that what you said is untrue, but that you’re chasing something that just isn’t really there.

You’re living in some kind of dysfunctional house with an estranged wife, at the same time flooring a super car around the streets to give a young girl Gina tingles.

IF that’s you’re idea of b~~~~ deep in life, enjoy.

[CoolbreezeParticipant 442]

Clearly he’s mad cause you all called him a tuna.

I don’t think he’s bulls~~~ting I just think he’s looking for some understanding but couldn’t be any more different than most of you here

That’s a s~~~ty spot to be in R8.
I won’t judge you man

[CoolbreezeParticipant 442]

ModR8 wrote:

MATRIX wrote:

MEN got wise.

I don’t think so. I think they took the ball and went home.

I took my ball and went home
You got that right

[Anonymous 13]

ModR8 wrote:

MATRIX wrote:

MEN got wise.

I don’t think so. I think they took the ball and went home.

If after a lifetime of working hard and achieving wealth and creating a home and a safe place for your child, a c~~~ of a wife takes it all away from you by simply dialling 911 then I guess taking the ball home is the best option, not to play.

It’s not like as some here think, we’re
basement dwellers with no girl or life experience.

On the contrary, I had it all and had an incredible time in my 20’s during the 80’s.

I have lived, and have a beautiful child.

Now, I choose to NEVER let another woman take a single dime from me again as I go my own way and rebuild my life for ME.

ONE that can never be taken away with a phone call again.

[ModR8Participant 89]

Anonymous wrote:

IF that’s you’re idea of b~~~~ deep in life, enjoy.

@matrix let me clarify what I mean by b~~~~ deep on life. It’s not about the fast cars, girls, or any of that. It’s about going deep internally, getting in touch with my emotions, learning how to express them to others. I’ve never gotten burned in any relationship because I talked things out. I gave women what they really wanted, which was a real connection to me. I tried to get that connection with my dad, but he just couldn’t do it. He acted like MGTOW Remote, dromping F-bombs when it came time to express something. It’s not intellectual, it’s emotional. That’s all I see in this site, guys being guys, refusing to adapt to the hyper communicative world. So their chicks turn to social media, and that leads to distance, and that leads to CALLS.

[ModR8Participant 89]

Anonymous wrote:

simply dialling 911

But what lead to that? I’m not blaming you, shaming you, whatever. It sounds like you lost your temper over something. You had emotions and didn’t handle them well.

[ModR8Participant 89]

I gotta run. Great chat guys. Way better to hang out here, honestly. I leave for the day with another essay. This is pure fantasy I wrote a couple weeks ago.

The Ronin and the Geisha

Once upon a time, in old Japan, there was a ronin of whom the townsfolk whispered. Unmatched in battle, this masterless samurai traveled the roads only at night, following the ghostly footsteps of his first love. For when the ronin was young and away building his prowess, the emperor’s tax collectors came to his village and killed his beloved for insufficient offerings.

One day the emperor’s caravan was ambushed in the high pass by a rival lord. The emperor would have been killed except for the appearance of the ronin, who slew one hundred attackers with the whirling arc of his katana. In gratitude, the emperor made the ronin his personal guard, but the ronin refused this honor. Determined to save face and punish the arrogant ronin, the emperor gifted the ronin the most beautiful geisha from his court. It was whispered that this geisha was cursed, though many believed she simply held no favor with the emperor because she was so beautiful he was impotent in her presence. Other’s said her beauty was a curse.

The caravan traveled on, leaving the ronin and the geisha alone on the road. As night fell, the ronin wished to resume his journey, but the footsteps of his beloved did not appear. So the ronin and the geisha waited in silence, for she had no tea to serve. On the following night, the ghostly footsteps of the ronin’s beloved still did not appear. The ronin became angry, and ordered the geisha to walk ahead of him, because he could not travel without footsteps to follow. Trained her whole life to walk ten steps behind a man, the geisha refused to lead. Enraged, the ronin cut her down instantly, with only a moment of pain and regret. He turned from the two halves of her body toward the road, but the footsteps that illuminated his path for so many years never reappeared.

It is whispered that when the blossoms fall from the cherry tree, it is the geisha, cut down or else forever blind the world with beauty. And when the bamboo of the high hills clatters in the wind, it is the ronin stumbling in the dark.

[Anonymous 13]

ModR8 wrote:

MATRIX wrote:

simply dialling 911

But what lead to that? I’m not blaming you, shaming you, whatever. It sounds like you lost your temper over something. You had emotions and didn’t handle them well.

You miss the point of the whole 911 thing.

I never lost my temper. I’m very placid by nature.

She decided she wanted my house and all my money and simply dialled the cops and lied that I abused her.

NO EVIDENCE is needed to be arrested and removed from your home, then have a criminal trial over your head all based on a woman’s word.

Most men don’t believe this can happen, until it does.

I didn’t believe.

There is a pandemic of women calling the cops on men and making up lies.

It’s the quickest way for them to dispose of a boyfriend or husband.

[IRuleMeParticipant]

ModR8 wrote:

GregB0 wrote:

Is the tragedy his life to date and his dreams of having a family, or is it that this reads more like a soap opera than real life.

I started an update last night, realized it was more a journal entry, pictured @oldbill ripping me some more new ones, and aborted. I wrote because of what @mgtow_taoist last said.

mgtow_taoist wrote:

Live by the sword, die by the sword.

What I said last night, then deleted, is below. Rip away.

What I realized is that I’m a Chadoholic and using this to get attention the same as a woman wants it from men. Not cool to some of you. I should be sharing tales of sovereignty and giving high fives. I game the system to get female attention worse than woman game for male attention. Which is why some of you thought I was an infiltrator. I sound like a woman.

By Sunday I had deleted almost all of the dating apps except Zoosk. Like the last Kamikazee I started chatting women up, giving zero f~~~s about what I was saying, dropping all the cheezy lines inspired by Cap’s great “research” on online dating.

The response was 100%. I have First Coffee tomorrow afternoon with an 8/10 Asian 45 year old Yoga & Fitness trainer.

Oh, and that slim Kim Kardashian from eHarmony… had her number from before I introduced myself. We TALK on the phone every day. We just can’t decide who’s flying to who’s city for “coffee”.

WTF am I doing?

The answer is somewhere in the steaming pile of s~~~ I wrote last night. Here.

It was a painful weekend reading everyone’s replies. The no-nonsense language is so different than the blue pill world, where the norm is to foster fantasy in order to further aims other than my own. But I’m a quick learner.

I figured out what the man-baby-rabies was all about. The businessman in me was quantifying my dissatisfaction in my marriage. It goes like this. After 20 years I’ve made her rich and given her everything she wants. As we have aged, I’m still going strong while she’s gotten tired. She won’t dress up for dinner, she doesn’t want to go on adventures, she wants to take care of mom (which requires even more of my resources). I’ve been calling out her behavior as “pre-retirement mode”. Bottom line is I feel like I’ve lost the partner I once had, and not getting the strokes I still want. The MGTOW way, I think, would be to change my expectations and not want the strokes from her, but instead get them from another passion, a passion that only requires me. However, still being blue pilled and defining myself by my marriage, I concocted a value system based on what each of us has brought to the table. I brought wealth and security, while she brought nothing tangible. I’ve been asking myself what tangibles she could have brought to the table, and that would have been children and the labor to raise them. So I was obsessed with having a child, as if that would balance the sheets. Insane.

The co-ed tenant in my story only perpetuated my insanity. An established luke-warm affair with a fertile women already under my roof to make me kids seemed perfectly logical to my irrational state of mind. You all have no idea how far down that road I had already traveled. I got my wife to agree to a civil Italian Divorce with detailed plans on how to set up Archie Bunker 2017 as a way for her to make up for her lack of tangibles and going into pre-retirement mode. Just add young honey. I had drunk texted my tenant and basically proposed. That she didn’t file a restraining order against me in my own house is either 1) more dumb luck 2) a drunk text pass 3) she’s considering it. She texted me today asking for a ride for her and her dog to the two week post operation check up. Following other’s advice to relax and not do anything rash, I said yes instead of saying “Nope, I’m going my own way, you do the same”.

Jesus, reading the above I realize I’m still being a Chad with regard to my tenant.

Wimmin are never satisfied. That’s the problem. You give them everything, and instead of being content, you’re the villain because they’re miserable. If you don’t give them everything, you’re still the victim because you denied them all the s~~~ they want and feel they were supposed to have.

If you’re going to continue to see wimmin, you need to get away from your wife. Leave her, file for divorce, do whatever. You’re not doing yourself any favors having a legal “wife” while affairing around. You’re risking your own future by the courts taking half your s~~~ just under infidelity alone. My advice is, stay away from all wimmin. No contact until you either decide the two of you are gonna hammer your s~~~ out, or you’re going your separate ways. And if you choose to go your own ways, one of you needs to leave the house. It’s only creating more problems by both of you being there. Someone needs to end this madness. Meet with a lawyer, file the paperwork, separate, and move on. You can’t have your cake and eat it too dude. The world doesn’t work like that.

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