Gesundheit

Tell that to Leo and his crew.

Where? I want to know the exact location so that I can take a piss there.

All humans are attracted to abundance/perfection/completeness, that's all. No secrets here. Human beings are selfish, and value-driven creatures. Show them value, and they will respect you and be attracted to you if they see potential for them to leech from your value. If they find your value threatening to them, they will hate and fight you. It's a very simple equation. And since this is true, many people who don't possess actual value fake it through abundance mindset. And at the same time, people who have value but lack abundance mindset fail to attract others into their lives, be it platonic friends, gold diggers, or romantic lovers. The trick is to actually see through the BS of humans and know their actual value before being fooled by the appearances and allowing yourself to be attracted to them. Everything is not what it seems. Maybe the shyest guy in the room is the baddest guy in bed

@Tim R The thing is that you seem to be stuck at "it's one" and can't see that "it's also two". In other words, you aren't examining the insight well enough, and therefore it's partial, premature, and ultimately incorrect. Taking intuition at face value is good, but still not perfect. Until you decide to examine your understanding, then there's nothing I can say to create insight for you. @Someone here At least, I'm contributing with something new everytime.

Damn! It feels reaaaallly good to finally confront your abusers. I've finally got the chance to speak to my parents and tell them how they abused me when I was a child. It's such a release. They had me start working at 10 years old thinking that they're doing the right thing to do, when in fact, it was the worst thing and I grew up miserable. I used to work for 10 hours a day. And when I get back home, I just wanted to play some video games until I fell asleep. But they wouldn't allow me even that. They would force me to go out with them late at night and they would expect me to enjoy it and have a good time. It was all hell to me. The job, the car rides, the picnics, and everything. I hated everything. During work, I used to count every single second of my remaining time all the time. I don't know how they were able to make me go through such a torture. I would come back home every other night crying and begging to quit, and they would just ignore my feelings and push me to go back. My boss was a big jerk. He made me clean his toilet and wash his car, sometimes in the winter. My hands would be freezing, and he wouldn't care. Let alone the constant verbal abuse. I was his maid, alongside the original job. So basically, I was his bitch. My parents thought that would make me a man. That was their intention. And they thought that I should stay away from the computer cuz they thought it was hurting me. So they made me work instead of directing me towards more constructive ways of using it. The truth is that I had a genuine interest in technology. I loved everything about it. It was pure magic to me. One time, my dad brought me a book on maintenance, and I read it all and learned to fix the PC on my own. My aunt taught me how to install Windows, and she taught me Microsoft Word and PowerPoint, and some other apps at the time. I had a natural talent and skill, and an inclination towards technology. But instead of nurturing it, they killed it. They made me work something completely unrelated. It was 10 hours every single fucking day (although during school time it was only 5 hours, Wow!). Well, except for Sundays, cuz he was Christian. Although, I remember a few Sundays at work, specifically I remember painting his pharmacy. During work, he would not let me talk or take rest. I naively worked at maximum efficiency, and, of course, he used me at my fullest potential. They thought it would make me stronger. And while it did, it also both burnt me out sooner and limited my growth in many ways. When I told them all that earlier today, they tried to shift the blame on me, and I don't mean the now me, I mean the kid me, who was weak and ignorant; a 10-15 fucking years old kid. They said many different things, including; You're lying. It wasn't that hard. You're exaggerating. It has nothing to do with limiting your growth (I'm 3 years late at college and still struggling, and they think I'm being lazy and blame me for this "failure"). It was for your best interests. You were a bad boy and we wanted to keep you out of trouble. We were afraid of people's envy. You wouldn't have turned out this good without that experience. We wanted you to learn a profession next to school. You should thank us we didn't make you work something physically hard. Be grateful because other bosses could have be even physically abusive. You were very good at work and your boss couldn't let you go. You could have sought another job/a different boss if you wanted to (LMAO?), etc... It was kinda hard to talk them out of their narrative, because they would always immediately blame someone. If not me, then they would blame themselves and then cry and suffer. I didn't want any of that. I just wanted to express something that was stuck inside of me for a few years now (silly me, I didn't even realize I was abused until 2-3 years ago. I used to think exactly like them). But anyway, I faced some troubles with navigating the confrontation, but eventually I got my point across. Then, they immediately shifted to problem-solving mode. "What can we do to make it up to you? How can we help you heal?" I told them there's no way to fix anything. The damage is done. There's nothing to do now except waiting for healing to come forth and pick me up. And the best thing they could do is to just listen to me while I express myself. They understood and obeyed. And now I feel a lot better.

@Tim R Unnecessary labels and word games.

Human existence is nothing but a war between different ideologies. Everyone wants to control the narrative and make their own perception universal. What a silly dream we live in?!

It doesn't sound like a game when discussing worth. It sounds more like a chore.

@Tim R You're repeating yourself, buddy. It seems you're attached to labels that cause you miss my point. Acceptance is a dualistic notion, just like love. I accept you = I love you. There's a me and a you in the equation. You can say I accept myself = I love myself, but that's rather the smaller self, not the Self. Because you can also say I reject myself = I hate myself. See, love and hate, acceptance and rejection occur at the dualistic/relative/personal level. The Self does not love or hate, nor does it accept or reject. It simply does not discriminate. All discrimination occurs on the level of the smaller selves, which is where all this confusion is occurring. Please re-read a hundred times before repeating the same lecture.

@Tim R That doesn't seem to address my point. You said existence is selfless, but you also said that existence accepts itself. It sounds contradictory. Because acceptance is something that only a self can do. Without a self, you could neither accept nor reject, unless I am mistaken.

Apply the 90/10 rule. You close in to 90%, and she will do the remaining 10%, and maybe even the ?

Cool explanation. Now redo it without the external God you suggested there. Otherwise, you're unknowingly conflating the absolute with the relative.

Nah, I don't buy it. Women poop cake and pee lemonade. At least, some of them. ?

That's cuz you haven't yet seen a girl poop ?

As if tits and ass are objectively sexy. The same phenomenon occurs on both sides. It's called delusional thinking.

I am literally sick of the generalizations. There are no rules. Everyone is unique.

This assumes a religion and a science out there in the world and not inside the mind.

It's the most obvious thing in the world that everything is not love, but some people twist narratives and pretend otherwise.

I've got an insight, so I'll be offline for a couple of days. Now that I have nothing to do, I will make it a habit to stay outdoors for 8 hours a day at least. A lot of walking and meditation, and maybe I'll start randomly cold-approaching girls. I've been observing the streets and parks lately, and I've noticed that the western version of pick-up is not a relevant thing here at all. Guys usually just follow girls and flirt until she is interested enough to talk. That's how pick-up is done here. I certainly won't be doing that. It's creepy as fuck. I may be bringing something new to my culture lol. Whatever. I've been watching some videos recently, and I will apply the following: I will only approach a girl that shows high initial interest. It will probably be pointless to approach every girl out there. But I might not approach at all, and I might approach randomly. We'll see.

@mandyjw ?? Too predictable.

@Emerald might have something to say here.

Sex toy? I once saw a video showing how to make a vagina using gloves and sponge. Lol

@Opo "Yeah" -- Sunshine