Nekrophite's MGTOW Motivational Advice Corner

[NekrophyteParticipant 22]

If you’re here to lecture me on how mine isn’t the “One Twue Way”, spare yourself the effort, because YOU’RE TOTALLY RIGHT. The “One True Way” is YOUR WAY, and that’s what qualifies you as a MGYOW.

The reason I’m starting this discussion is because I just had the most wonderful afternoon ever, and it was thanks to THIS VERY SITE.

So, here’s a little story to pump some blood down your b~~~~:

Today at work I was struggling with my tweening animation for like 2 weeks now, and to have something in the background I popped open a few of the podcasts in the archives. Now, as I listened to these atrocious stuff like women lying about their pills, and fantasizing about being raped (but only by their prince charming who wouldn’t rape them to begin with), and how women are stuck between the stage of childhood and adulthood, I realized a few things…

Women are a joke

And understanding this is beautiful and liberating, because you know that the joke is not real, and you know it’s absurd, and that it’s intended to shock and amaze and amuse you. Women f~~~ men over because men take them too seriously – they don’t have the sense of humor for them. And this is as fresh as it gets to me as well!

I mean, I’m the child of a genuine leech mother: I was an “accident” AFTER they had their divorce. My father was paying her big bucks out of feeling responsible for me, but she would completely annihilate this money in an unimaginably casual way, all while she was always on the verge of suing my father over something. He was so generous he paid half of what I earn today BACK THEN to my mother, ABOVE the monthly child support… and all while he had his own family!

I admit that I have a lot to thank to my mother, but the truth is, I was born from her scattered ashes like a Phoenix, and I would have become an unsuccessful, biased, entitled, ultraliberal, wizard-tier beta orbiter if she was still here, because she would be still pampering me and keeping me feeble and unfit for life, because I was her obediently autistic genius little baby-angel.

So, realizing that women are a joke…

I started observing the female colleagues coming to the office. It was typical female bulls~~~ that would have irritated me even that morning. I listened to the concersation between my colleague and I, and when she left and closed the door… I chuckled. From the bottom of my heart. It was so funny and cute now that I looked at it this way.

Then my hours ended, and I got up on the subway. At the following stop, two 50-60’ish women got up, and one immediately started complaining about how the whole car was reeking of sweat, and went on about how the other new subway line’s the same way… and damn it, it was cute! I knew it was all bulls~~~, and it was f~~~ing cute and hilarious! I had this dumb grin all over my face, no longer giving a s~~~ about what anyone ever thought about me for doing that, and I was full of joy and contentment about how marvelously stupid these women were, randomly interlocking their superficial and meaningless topics through their randomly confluent thoughts and emotions…

Then I got home, and I entered the dining room/kitchen and greeted my sort of emotionally abusive step mom all cheerfully, casually asked her about what it was going to be for dinner and went up to my room to chill and indulge in the joy of Going My Own Way. And I understood why my younger bro could keep teasing my step mom and sis so casually and without being fazed by them, and why they gladly(!) reciprocated that… He knew they’re full of s~~~, and that it doesn’t matter what they say.

A woman’s  every action is the single purpose of lashing out to be affected in some way – any way at all! The deepest, most profound and most essential desire of a woman is to be the subject of influences, to be bent and broken and kneaded and torn and stuck back together again and conform unconditionally to an unbreakable, relentless will, an unfalsifiable order and discipline, like how the very substance of our universe is bound to inertly submit to the laws of physics, which give it volume, time, color, sound, heat, shade and a billion other qualities by which it can be distinguished in itself.

I was more courteous, but absolutely superficial during dinner. I played along with my step mom over her bawwing about how nobody else came to eat, and how I was her favorite child of the three of us at the moment. And it was so simple, so free and so liberating… Just weightlesly chatting along, not on the wings of having my own salary or conforming to her stupid puritanism. And I’ve mentioned before that she’s got a soft spot for her son’s ignorant bastard attitude.

And notice that I didn’t have to apply any downtalk, or involve pity or hate. I just had to see her for what she is: a more simplistic being. You don’t hate a dog when it does something stupid or annoying. Sure, you punish it to correct its behavior, but you accept and love it for what it is… and the same thing should be done with women, and it’s not restricted to those you want to f~~~. You can frown at the old lady on the bus to let her gossip it out with her neighbor, you can wink at the teenage girls, cat-call at the fat chick, just because you can. Because you know you’re doing it for them, just because they are affected.

Well… I hope I’m not just being overly enthusiastic, because I do feel an eruptive surge of power in me. I feel like could move mountains right now – and it’s awesome. 🙂

[QcummerParticipant 652]

Welcome to the order, the initiated, the Illumenaughty!

[NekrophyteParticipant 22]

<span style=”font-family: ‘Open Sans’, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;”>INDIFFERENCE IS THE KEY….WE DON’T HATE, WE JUST DON’T CARE. … </span><span style=”font-family: ‘Open Sans’, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;”>You realize you are in control and don’t have to play by their rules anymore.</span><span style=”line-height: 1.5;”>

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It’s more like an invulnerable form of caring:

“IT’S NOT ABOUT THE NAIL !!! JUST LISTEN TO ME!”

*pull out nail*

“You asshole, that hurt! See, that’s the problem, you never listen! (But actually I feel much better and I worship you for being so strong beside me.)”

 

<span style=”font-family: ‘Open Sans’, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;”>PICK A CAREER AND TEAR IT UP NOW.</span><span style=”line-height: 1.5;”>

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I came here because I already am. It just that I’m a philosopher, not an entrepreneur. My lifestyle is modest and low key aside from learning about how the world around me works.

<span style=”font-family: ‘Open Sans’, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;”>YOU DON’T TALK ABOUT MGTOW.</span><span style=”line-height: 1.5;”>

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Hmm… I’ll apply that to other fields as well. Let my deeds speak, not my tongue. It’s observable that the stupidest shout the loudest and the least reasonable are the most hellbent on things.

<span style=”font-family: ‘Open Sans’, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;”>Also… At work… try keeping your mouth shut for three months…</span><span style=”line-height: 1.5;”>

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This is great advice as well. I have a talent for intuitively reflect on anything with puns. I’ve earned the title of the jester among my colleagues and my friends. It’s not easy to put down this habit, but I’ve come a long way since I first noticed how much it affected my reputation… of course I still love doing that, but now I have much more control over it.

<span style=”font-family: ‘Open Sans’, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;”>No need to run your mouth..then start reading your ass off and continue the life transformation.</span><span style=”line-height: 1.5;”>

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I tend to read on my way to work. My current book of choice is I Am That by Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj. A very simple and very revealing collection of dialogues on finding contentment in life. So, Greene’s 48 Laws of Power? My quick search on it shows that it’s a good way to deal with the feeble, and become strong.

Thank you for all the great advices.

Qcummer wrote:

Welcome to the order, the initiated, the Illumenaughty!

“Once a MGHOW, always a MGHOW…” 😀

 

 

[Anonymous 13]

Nekrophyte wrote:

I mean, I’m the child of a genuine leech mother: I was an “accident” AFTER they had their divorce. My father was paying her big bucks out of feeling responsible for me, but she would completely annihilate this money in an unimaginably casual way, all while she was always on the verge of suing my father over something. He was so generous he paid half of what I earn today BACK THEN to my mother, ABOVE the monthly child support… and all while he had his own family! I admit that I have a lot to thank to my mother, but the truth is, I was born from her scattered ashes like a Phoenix, and I would have become an unsuccessful, biased, entitled, ultraliberal, wizard-tier beta orbiter if she was still here, because she would be still pampering me and keeping me feeble and unfit for life, because I was her obediently autistic genius little baby-angel.

 

Did you ever get to know your father?  Did you guys develop a relationship while you were still young?  It sounds like he went through something like I did, I have one child in marriage with their mom and then we had my daughter after the divorce, and their mom is Hitler reincarnated.

[Anonymous 18]

Nekrophyte wrote:

Women f~~~ men over because men take them too seriously

Nekrophyte wrote:

I just had to see her for what she is: a more simplistic being

They say ideas can change worlds. The truth is out in the open, it merely takes an different outlook to see it. One that is far removed from the brainwashing narrative that so heavily dupes the masses because those doing the brainwashing fear enlightenment. Men are awake, and many more are going through the process of changing their outlook. But they need some getting f~~~ed before that.

Wise words brother. Wise words.

[Yellow WizardParticipant 41]

Women seek advantage. We all get it. The problem is that the legal system justifies it. MGTOW is preemptive anarchy.

[Y_Participant 4591]

At its core MGTOW is about MEN living as MEN.
There are as many paths in life as the men who tread them, each is correct in the eye of the MGHOW that follows that path.

The common thread that binds us all is our individual innate nature and identity, to do as we believe, be what we are and surrender our soul to no-one.

Society tries to impose its will on us to behave – for a set of goals set by others even though we perish in that process. Women are only part of the equation.

Our purpose is to deny their model of servility simply by existing outside of it.

MGTOW does not need to fight a war, does not need to defend its purpose, does not need to argue, complain, deny or achieve.

MGTOW simply IS. By that fact alone we have won.

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