“And you got high on every little game…”
As old as I am and for as many women I’ve had in my life:
I’ve only had three official girlfriends.
See, the wise know:
What sex is for women, commitment is for men.
Making oneself vulnerable in deepest possible way.
Making oneself open to be nothing more than a conquest.
Making oneself, potentially, an accoutrement of status rather than a valued possession.
Sexual acquiescence and emotional investment are the respective coins.
And basest avarice afflicts us all, from time to time.
Ω
80-Proof Oinomancy 
August 13, 2013 at 5:27 pm
I’ve had three official ladies in my life as well.
We had some fun times…but things ended.
I got more out of when they ended than the actual relationship.
The first…I got back in the gym and worked out like an animal.
The second…I realized that I need to get more with God and put less into my feelings with women. I’ve prayed a rosary everyday since the breakup and it has done more for me than anything in this world.
The third…made me realize that I can actually dump a woman if I don’t like her.
August 14, 2013 at 2:18 am
Three is a magick number.
Everything from Christianity, to the occult, to Schoolhouse Rock says so.
And they are all correct.
August 14, 2013 at 7:05 am
The occult seems to love Christianity with as much copying as they do.
All their symbols come from it…although it takes on the opposite meaning.
Everytime I see the symbolf of a pyramid with an eyeball on top…I see the trinity with the eye of God watching. I’m sure the people that use it have a completely different meaning for it…but that’s their problem, not mine.
August 13, 2013 at 10:21 pm
Cool song.
August 14, 2013 at 2:17 am
It is.
August 14, 2013 at 2:15 am
How many have you told that you loved them?
August 14, 2013 at 2:16 am
6
August 14, 2013 at 2:18 am
To my mind – that’s the real number that counts.
August 14, 2013 at 3:42 am
You’d be correct.
As I’ve written elsewhere:
Don’t harden your heart; be more discriminating regarding its recipients.
August 14, 2013 at 7:29 am
The only way your heart hardens is if you are too afraid to take risks and shut it off from everyone.
I’d prefer to let it out in the open sometimes. The best improvements I’ve got were from having my heart shot at. You can deal with anything after it heals up. After all…I don’t want to go out of this world without some scars.
August 15, 2013 at 2:59 am
Hardening one’s own heart really only cheats oneself.
August 14, 2013 at 7:55 am
Wise words indeed, Sir.
August 15, 2013 at 2:58 am
Many thanks.
August 15, 2013 at 7:04 am
So ingrained in me is the habit of remaining aloof, distant and uncommitted when dealing with women – a habit deeply ingrained in me through countless experiences with Anglicised women – that it’s been a real struggle to open up to my current girlfriend, a dear, sweet, caring feminine girl.
In direct contrast to the hypergamous harpies of the West, the more I open up to her, and the nicer I am, the more she appreciates me.
That said, I do not regret my “education” – it is exactly that which will allow me to avoid every single pitfall of losing oneself, and “manning down”, which befall the legions of betas. And it is exactly that whichi will ensure that she is mine for as long as I wish her to be.
August 17, 2013 at 8:00 pm
Remember:
The pendulum must swing to both extremes to find balance at the center.
August 17, 2013 at 8:02 pm
Hah, brilliantly succinct as always.
August 17, 2013 at 8:03 pm
Thank you.