Archive for January, 2013

“Shhhhh, it’s Ok; it’s just me…”

Posted in Uncategorized on January 31, 2013 by A♠

If you want to work at being the best man you can be:

By all means, do so.

Just remember:

Eve chose the serpent.

And she always will.

 

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“How will I know that you’ll be good, doing the things you know you should?”

Posted in Uncategorized on January 31, 2013 by A♠

For all of the flak Roosh V gets, one thing [above all] irritates me.

And that is:

He is called a “sex tourist”.

Nothing, in fact, could be further from the Truth.

He is, as he claims to be, a “love tourist”.

He simply does it penis–first.

Sadly, for the man himself, this is an effort doomed to failure.

For all of his wisdom and experience [which, I freely grant, is considerable], he is still that scientist that gambles on physical/chemical laws to grant him a win.

For all of his rants/observations on the irrationality of women, he expects to somehow trump every bit of it via logic and study.

Whether it be through psychological understanding, chemical [oxytocin] bonding, etc.

In brief:

He’s seeking an irrational goal [Love] utilizing rational means.

Hence, doomed to failure.

What he’s yet to comprehend, that artists such as myself have understood for centuries is, when it comes to women:

It’s best to put your worst foot forward.

Show them the rage/pain/turmoil within you poetically, incrementally, unashamedly and, most of all, unapologetically.

If done properly, they will love you unconditionally [through your work] without ever having even heard your voice.

This is what convicts and artists have understood/still understand at some level.

And, for all of our faults:

Always will.

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“Will you partake of that last offered cup?”

Posted in Uncategorized on January 31, 2013 by A♠

From my interview by Doctor Illusion:

A♠: I’m the best blog you’ve never read.

The Mistress: You are! I apologize for not reading it.

A♠ [laughing]: Hey, it’s your loss – not mine.

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♪ ♫ ♪: Johnny Cash – The Man Comes Around

“I want to be old and lonely…”

Posted in Uncategorized on January 31, 2013 by A♠

Female retorts in manosphere blog comments are, as regulars know, painfully predictable.

“You have a small penis.”

“You are just bitter.”

“You are a basement–dwelling loser.”

And the biggest of all:

“No woman will ever want you.”

What I’ve yet to see any of my bretheren address is why these are all common go–to’s.

Women, in their inherent solipsism [further inculcated by Western “equalism”], believe everyone [male and female, alike] possesses the same inbuilt fears.

Now, with that fact firmly in mind, what do all of those attacks target?

If you said anything but “The ability to garner a mate”, then you are wrong.

This is telling insofar as even the most ardent “strong, independent woman” uses them with vehemence and vitriol.

Therefore, gentlemen, if you feel the [foolhardy] need to respond in kind, I offer these barbs:

“You are fat.”

“Your breasts are small/asymmetrical.”

“Your vagina reeks of rotten seafood.”

“You are terrible in bed.”

Because, sadly, the female at the brunt of it will [regardless of protestations] believe them.

Again, I do not advocate such childishness.

But, if one must sink to the depths:

Better to be a torpedo rather than a sundered galley.

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“I lied, just a little, when I said I need you…”

Posted in Uncategorized on January 28, 2013 by A♠

Women that believe they can keep a man with sex alone will quickly discover:

They get the type of man they don’t really want.

Why?

Because they appealed to the lowest common denominator.

Thus, they got the lowest sort of man.

 

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♪ ♫ ♪: Megadeth – Almost Honest

“If my heart were still alive, I know it would surely break…”

Posted in Uncategorized on January 28, 2013 by A♠

“[I] Don’t remember

Where I was

[When] I realized

Life was a game.

The more seriously I took things;

The harder the rules became.”

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“Three of A Kind…”

Posted in Uncategorized on January 24, 2013 by A♠

The 45 minute interview of/discussion with me by Doctor Illusion and the Mistress.

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