My Farewell To This Site

[MACHOParticipant]

Very good click bait jd anderson2010.. And if someone misses the small mention that it’s a fake… well then I think that it’s going to be very interesting to see the reaction of them members. Well written post and so true when it comes to females behaviour.

Remove me! wrote:

My Farewell To This Site

You must own a better Crystal ball than I

[Anonymous 54]

Too Many Pages!!!
Hahaha

[Anonymous 54]

Remove me! wrote:

7. Keymaster refuses to validate my emotions.

Hahhh!
This s~~~ made my day!!!!
Nicley done!!!

[Anonymous 43]

Ne me quitte pas
Il faut oublier
Tout peut s’oublier
Qui s’enfuit déjà
Oublier le temps
Des malentendus
Et le temps perdu
A savoir comment
Oublier ces heures
Qui tuaient parfois
A coups de pourquoi
Le coeur du bonheur
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Moi je t’offrirai
Des perles de pluie
Venues de pays
Où il ne pleut pas
Je creuserai la terre
Jusqu’après ma mort
Pour couvrir ton corps
D’or et de lumière
Je ferai un domaine
Où l’amour sera roi
Où l’amour sera loi
Où tu seras reine
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas
Je t’inventerai
Des mots insensés
Que tu comprendras
Je te parlerai
De ces amants-là
Qui ont vu deux fois
Leurs coeurs s’embraser
Je te raconterai
L’histoire de ce roi
Mort de n’avoir pas
Pu te rencontrer
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

On a vu souvent
Rejaillir le feu
De l’ancien volcan
Qu’on croyait trop vieux
Il est paraît-il
Des terres brûlées
Donnant plus de blé
Qu’un meilleur avril
Et quand vient le soir
Pour qu’un ciel flamboie
Le rouge et le noir
Ne s’épousent-ils pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

My Friend JD what have you done? You have posted a farewell to the site, and I shall miss you constantly, for you fill my days with wonder, and my nights with laughter. Oh my friend, I can not believe that this is the end, the end of your presence here will leave a hollow in my heart only surpassed by the hole in the ground commonly known as the Grand Canyon. As the Grand Canyon was carved out over millions of years by the flow of the Colorado River, the hole in my heart is caused by millions of salty tears rapidly flowing, nay, exploding from my lacrimenal glands, down my cheeks and falling on my breast, where the salty acid tears burn through to my heart.

Oh my friend, my friend please do not go. You know you can not go on without us. We are you and you are us, we are blood brothers, we share the very essence of MGTOW, We are the very blood of men who strive to breathe free from the oppressive gynocentricism and the destructive peril that is hypergamy. We desperately need you at the baracades. We need strong men like you to combat the feminism that threatens to crush us with pink hats and confiscatory mouths spewing hate, vile putrid lies.

My friend JD I can’t believe you have turned your back against those who lovingly took you in. Not so long ago, you were a wounded man, a wretch cast out of all that you held dear. Family wrecked, child crying, and you were absolutely bewildered at the prospect of facing the harsh world of divorce alone. Then you landed in this paradise and we welcomed you with open arms and unlimited beer. YOu can not deny the brotherly love you experience on a daily basis can not be duplicated anywhere else on earth. This is the last bastion, the last hope for men on this planet. YOu know yourself that there are only a few remaining men’s only spaces. The only other mens only place I can think of is that Japanese island shrine where the monks make you strip naked at the dock to prove that you are a man. Is that where you are going? To become a junk checking monk on a Japanese Island? Well to this I say, GO! GO there and be the best junk checking monk you can be.

The chain of MGTOW is only as strong as it’s weakest link, and maybe your resolve was not as strong, your grip not as sure, your duty to your fellow man wavering. Please JD stay, we can build you up, we can fortify you with more red pills, more philosophy, and more courage to face the judicial system that threatens to crush us all. We can help you resist the caustic feminists and manginas. Yes, I understand Siren’s song is strong, and maybe pouring wax in your ears is not enough, but I am willing to tie you to the mast of this mighty sailing vessel as the great hero Odysseus commanded his men. We can tie you in place to resist the gentle soothing songs, and caress of the nymphs. Their pull is strong, I understand that. There have been times when I was tempted by soft lips, painted nails and long luxuriant hair. Oh to reach out and touch a woman again would be wonderful, But I must deny myself the simple base pleasures. I abandon the women and the temptations therein for the good of men such as ourselves everywhere. My sacrifice is for you, JD, and for billions of men everywhere. We have talked about this many times, and I thought you had fully embraced the Monk life.

Oh my friend, this is a tragic day, when a mighty man has fallen. I knew this day was going to be terrible, last night’s lunar eclipse presaged some horrible tragedy, and now I discover what it was. The departure of my brother, JD. I tremble, and fear for the rest of us. JD, you among all of us was a pillar of granite, immovable in your words and deeds. Indeed, my friend, your resistance to woman’s pestilence is truly legendary. There would be monuments, songs and action figures made in your honor. In your city center, there would be an Eternal Flame, aa constant reminder how the fires of men’s rights and your passion for justice and equality for all burns deeply in your hear. JD, you are putting your legacy in jeopardy. YOu put all your brothers at risk. For how can we mere mortals expect to stand up to female tyranny when the strongest of all of us has given in to the immense pressure. What hope do the rest of us have when you waver and collapse.

JD, I can only hope my words, my passionate plea for you to stay with us has not fallen on deaf ears and a cold heart. For you, I am going to light a candle and pray. I will kneel at the alter and pray for you and beseech God to reach out to you, and somehow fill your heart with courage, and brotherly love for those who call brother, friend and steadfast companions. I feel this is the ultimate and desperate appeal for you to remain here on the site. I understand human frailty, and upon becoming red pilled and MGTOW, somehow we become beyond human. I understand how you can be dissatisfied with the site, and the constant attack by trolls and malcontents. I simply can not believe that these antics have knocked you out of the firm seat you have occupied. These trolls are nothing my friend. They are empty words blowing on the wind. The sun shall shine again and blow away the dark clouds of discontent. Someday, men will assert the natural position of dominance over nature and woman. I swear it upon all I hold sacred.
We will see a return to the natural order in our lifetime, and all will be right with the world. I beg you to be patient and maintain that stoic pose, hold the course with me my friend, my Captain. We are stronger with you than without. We need your eyes and ears to maintain vigilant watch, we need your brilliant mind and powers of reason, your experience and unsurpassed intellect to help us all maintain frame.

Future men, those still in the storm toss’d s~~~ vortex need you. They need you to pull them passed the breakers and through the pounding surf, to this tranquil island, to the safe harbor the magnanimous Keymaster has provided. Return the generosity and extend your hand to all men everywhere, and acknowledge the basic truth that is was not the man who wrecked his relationship with special snowflakes, but rather woman’s greed and hypergamy that turned against him. Oh JD these are all things you well understand, but we need to educate others to the hazards that lie within the very deepest female programming, the DNA within every cell in her body, all corrupted with the greatest survival instinct, now a genetic liability in the world constructed by man.

I weep for you my friend. I wish you had confided in me sooner about your loosening grip. I weep for the men you will not be able to assist in the hardest time of their lives. I weep for the men who fall by the wayside, knees buckling, and gasp their last breath into the dust of some forgotten road, and the light goes out of their eyes. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, it is the fate of man to return to the Earth from which he is made. JD, I hope this farewell is part of some cruel suck joke. Surely this is not really happening. We can have a good laugh about this. We can look back on this as some sort of test, some fluke of trollishness. I know this is not really you speaking, that you are under the spell of some demon. JD, I will do what I can to force the demon wrapped around your soul to release you. OUT OUT DEMON, GET AWAY FROM MY FRIEND< MY BROTHER JD! The poser of MGTOW compels you to depart his body and release his spirit. He wishes to be free of the claws and teeth. Be free JD, BE FREE OF THE ACCURSED DEMON, RISE UP AND BE FREE from the pestilence and the pain and rise up a new creature, awashed in the red pills. Red pills of life, take them in, pour red pills over your body and soul, swallow them down, all of them that will fit in your belly, let the bitter cleansing power rinse the sweet cloying evil away.

Oh JD, I wish you wouldn’t go. But if you do, you know the door is always open. Only death is the iron gate that can not be lifted. I believe in the ultimate and repeated redemption for those who are distracted from the true path, and the return of the Prodigal Son. If you do go, my dear friend, I believe you will come back, with head bloodied and unbowed, and I will accept and embrace you fully with two brotherly arms. I will welcome you back warmly, and bare you sit with me under the shade of an oak tree and we shall enjoy a cold beverage. Then you will tell us all of your travels, and your triumphant return will be celebrated…ships horns blowing, church bells ringing and a great cheer shall rise up among the thousands and millions of men. Cows will moo, and sheep will bleat, donkeys will bray as only jackasses trumpet their noise.

JD I wish you a pleasant journey on your way to find your life long dreams. May the road rise up to meet your feet, a fair wind always at your back and the sunshine on your should, makes you happy and makes you smile. Go with God, my friend, as you go forward into the great beyond. The blessings of 1000s of priests, ministers, reverend fathers and holy bishops light your way. Your guardian angles flying about you shall fan the sweat from your brow as you make your way towards the great reward. Keep on truckin’

Good bye, my friend, my brother. I shall miss you fondly.

I’m sorry, I can not let go, I can’t believe you are going. This pains me you think you are really going, I want someone to say it isn’t true.

[It’sallbsParticipant]

Anonymous wrote:

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Ne me quitte pas
Il faut oublier
Tout peut s’oublier
Qui s’enfuit déjà
Oublier le temps
Des malentendus
Et le temps perdu
A savoir comment
Oublier ces heures
Qui tuaient parfois
A coups de pourquoi
Le coeur du bonheur
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Moi je t’offrirai
Des perles de pluie
Venues de pays
Où il ne pleut pas
Je creuserai la terre
Jusqu’après ma mort
Pour couvrir ton corps
D’or et de lumière
Je ferai un domaine
Où l’amour sera roi
Où l’amour sera loi
Où tu seras reine
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas
Je t’inventerai
Des mots insensés
Que tu comprendras
Je te parlerai
De ces amants-là
Qui ont vu deux fois
Leurs coeurs s’embraser
Je te raconterai
L’histoire de ce roi
Mort de n’avoir pas
Pu te rencontrer
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

On a vu souvent
Rejaillir le feu
De l’ancien volcan
Qu’on croyait trop vieux
Il est paraît-il
Des terres brûlées
Donnant plus de blé
Qu’un meilleur avril
Et quand vient le soir
Pour qu’un ciel flamboie
Le rouge et le noir
Ne s’épousent-ils pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

non comprende – speaka de english.

http://www.leavemeansleave.eu

[Dark KenshiParticipant 2132]

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Trolling at its finest.

Here’s to you, JD!

"Young was I once, I walked alone, and bewildered seemed in the way; then I found me another and rich I thought me, for man is the joy of man." Odin, Hàvamàl, stanza 47.

[Manspread MansplainerParticipant 4222]

#MeToo I need attention. My feelings matter.

If women ran the world = It would become the shithole you are seeing.

[DocParticipant]

F~~~ing Hell JD.
You almost had me then. Semi reading while being distracted by two fighting kids.

Phew I actually had to take a seat for a moment. Lol

The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape, finding oneself in the ranks of the insane. Marcus Aurelius

[CarnageParticipant 22113]

Hahahaha holy f~~~ing s~~~ men that was funny.

Ohhh boy, hahaha really funny.

Great jd you sound exactly like a snowflake.

Best actor oscar winner.

To those following me, be careful, I just farted. Men those beans are killers.

[HitmanParticipant]

great share,
gracias.
ya almost had me ,
and it HURT.
hahahahha!!!!!!!!!!!
.
you owe us all for this …

[Anonymous 54]

You would have had to of seen the thread yesterday to see it comeing.

Rett Buttler
and Scaroltte Oharas final scene.

Classic.

I do hope someone caught my..

Frankly Rett, I dont give a f~~~..

[Puffin StuffParticipant 24979]

I was like, this guys cool. I never hear him getting overly emotional or posting long rambling posts.

Then I see this emotional train wreck. I’m thinking, what happened? was he quiet and secretly wanted attention? was he flying under the radar but really needed some help? Is he just another asshole for just not walking out the door but taking a nice big smelly s~~~ on the place on the way out?

I started skimming and missed the joke.

You asshole. lol.

#icethemout; Remember Thomas Ball. He died for your children.

[Anonymous 54]

I love being around cats with a sense of humor.

Lifes to short to be serious all the time.

[Anonymous 11]

Don’t let the door hit you on your way out, JD!

[DocParticipant]

Anonymous wrote:

I love being around cats with a sense of humor.

Lifes to short to be serious all the time.

JD is a switched on Guy.

All credit to you JD.

The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape, finding oneself in the ranks of the insane. Marcus Aurelius

[Anonymous 54]

Anonymous wrote:

Don’t let the door hit you on your way out, JD!

I had thoughts of doing this same gag, but figured I would get a lot of good ridences!! Hahah

[MarketWatcherParticipant]

Ha! JD! Click bait level 1000.

Sadly I have read many posts like this that were real. Nice to see the delete option now available to put a stop to that s~~~.

[Anonymous 43]

oh wait. it isn’t real? He is not leaving us?

Asshole! it took me the good part of an hour to write a good bye, and I used up my week’s quota of adverbs on you! Do you know how hard it is to get adverbs?

I held a f~~~ing Viking funeral for you! Viking. Funeral!

I wrote a requiem worthy of a God, and it was all for the trollz?

[Chase PesosParticipant 2136]

LoL, you’re a dickhead. Almost had me, I’m like not again in my head seeing this title.

Chase a check, never chase a chick...

[JuehueParticipant 1316]

Anonymous wrote:

oh wait. it isn’t real? He is not leaving us?

Asshole! it took me the good part of an hour to write a good bye, and I used up my week’s quota of adverbs on you! Do you know how hard it is to get adverbs?

I held a f~~~ing Viking funeral for you! Viking. Funeral!

I wrote a requiem worthy of a God, and it was all for the trollz?

Moral of the story: No F~~~ Given

[Author]

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