Why the “Red Pill” sucks

The reason the red pill sucks is because is has an inherent distrust of women.

It also sucks because it stole that fancy Matrix term that can be applied to so much more than just the nature of women.

I don’t ever fully trust anybody, in fact I am extremely paranoid and take steps to control things before they happen. This is an ability I developed, it was not inborn. And it has since paid off in spades, further validating that you should never completely trust anybody or expect anything. And it’s not personal.

That said, the red pill takes it in a completely other direction.

Just today I red another silly reddit thread where one man asks his fellow losers, “What does it mean when she says she needs space?”

They all talked about how he needed to be indifferent, and that she was on the fence, and that she might be trying to fuck other guys.

Well my girlfriend told me she needed space, but she also was quite sexual with me and I fucked her good and the reason she told me that was because I was an added stressor on her already dilapidated life and she had extreme anxiety and loose boundaries and costantly took her problems out on other people.

So telling me she needed space was literally her way of telling me, “I need space.” She wanted me out of her apartment because she was already poorly managing everything and I wasn’t financially supporting her or buying shit for her apartment as much as I was providing direction and fucking her brains out.

It wasn’t personal, in other words. And she wasn’t fucking other guys.

But I have no doubt if I posted such a situation on reddit or any forum then I would get 10 redpill assholes all telling me that I need to “soft next” her or “be aloof and indifferent” or some other technique when in reality she is her own person with her own problems and if she cheats on me, that says more about her than me, and if she wants space, then why would I want to live with her anyway?

What’s funny is the OP in the thread I read actually came to such a conclusion himself, before succumbing to the advice he was bombarded with.

“I don’t want to be with a woman who doesn’t want to commit as much as I do,” he says, which is a striking realization on his behalf. Knowing what you want is half the battle, and this fellow has figured out that if a woman is having reservations, it’s not really his job to change himself for her or do anything different unless he wants to or CAN.

In this case perhaps a better woman should just be found.

And that’s why the Red Pill sucks.

There’s a lot of responsibility on your shoulders when you take everything a woman does personally. Remember that she has her own fucking problems especially if she’s a broken bird (which many are) and the last thing you need to do is resolve them because unless she stands up on her own two feet and goes out and does exactly what you’ve been telling her to do, then she’s not in it to get saved. She’s in it to be a victim, and pretend to want to be saved.

There’s no point in spending a lot of money on these type of women. They are broken and while you might love them, insatiably, and KNOW and SEE their potential, ultimately it would behoove you to leave them if your goal is a more equal partner because, as you will find, these women are a reflection of the vast majority of ALL humans in GENERAL, meaning both men and women, and friends and family. Just because she’s a love interest doesn’t make her special.

That’s painful because we view everything through our sexual blinders, but that’s ok.

The point here is just that the Red Pill tactics and advice and “gaming” techniques all really say more about the men themselves and the women they are dating, than they do about “all women in general.”

And if you can’t stop dating these broken women, then perhaps it’s time to find out why.
– James Mast

Stop holding on to your religions

There is more to religion than just a god.

Any belief system, any comfort system, anything that feels safe and that you can adhere to can be a religion. It is a tantalizing prospect to find answers in “science” and “truth,” but you have only to withdraw and witness the religious zealotry of any system’s members to determine that it is all the same.

There is a reason chaos and controversy pollute this planet, and it is in the name of belief and absolute paradigms. Take comfort in the infinite, and the chaos goes away. There is no need for absolute truth when you know that you can achieve anything, and the analysis gives way to intent in retrospect.

It is the most difficult lesson of all to accept that no one but you has the best answers and nothing can be trusted. All peers and teachers will ultimately follow you astray unless you recognize that it is the lesson, not the teacher that is the thing. It is the task, not the routine that matters. It is the practicality, not the rule. The sense, not the paradigm.

Beliefs are easy to see because they require reinforcement. They can be used as a tool but often are used as a scapegoat to further misery. It is a contrast to the needs of the heart that are known silently, the tug of happiness when you do what you want to do as opposed to the anxiety of the system.

All beliefs can ultimately be proven or disproven, but you are wasting your time when you could be reveling in the results of the task rather than basking in the glory of your religion.

That little voice, that little nudge that tells you to prove it? To validate yourself? To go somewhere? To make sure what you’re doing is the “right way?” It is the voice of madness. Kill it.

Then you will be lost. Lost in the sea of meaninglessness and directionless void, empty and detached, an eternal time loop that includes all decades and eras and even possibilities, those beyond this human realm. It will be up to you to choose what to do next, and without a guardian or teacher, without a guide, without something to cling to or hope for because you understand now that it is all random chaos, impersonal, and with that comes the good and the bad, the positive and the negative, and it is freedom but it includes a price.

This is something that you can do now.

Right now.

When you take this lone journey out for a spin, remember that I am the best of your best, and only there when you are, and if you choose not to listen to me you are not listening to yourself. We are intwined, you and I, and if you make me a god that you follow you will only ever be a follower, but if you create yourself as the best possible self, then the madness unfolds before you and you are free to choose.

Free to choose.

Can you deal with that prospect? Do you have the strength? Or will you continue to make unimpeccable choices, hoping I will save you, hoping that in the background I am running and doing what I can to lead you?

That is a fool’s hope, and while fools have luck, I would rather drive on blindly as a madman than hold myself back as the role of the fool, hacking through the forest of obstacles, pursuing that one goal, with all of my effort.

And if I can do it, then so can you, but you must remember to give the best of yourself, for that is the only way you will actually become the One who gives the best of himself. Do you see that yet? Never tomorrow, never “eventually.” It is now or never, for ten years from now if you have been waiting, then you will continue to wait, and it is only when you make the impossible choice to fuck up now that you can win later.

Hard lessons. Hard choices. Don’t let that become a distraction.

In the end there is what you want and what you Do to get it, and I weep for the lost souls of this world who always think and never act.

Now is the time.