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I think a big thing is that love is not the same thing for a man and a women. Women are in a movie and they are the star, the director and the producer, they can not think but on themselves. But it is cute when they try to love you. Problem #2: society makes it reaaally easy or even encourage women to cheat. there its an interesting story on Don Quijote where a man wants to test his wife and makes his best friend try to seduce her, after the friend succeed and they both end running away, the man understand that it was his fault, that he was not that special and that his job as a husband was to keep his wife out of compromising situations, modern life in a big city with kids activities socializing, 10 hours sedentary job shifts, social web and easy transportation, its just a perfect setup for cheating.

Yesterday I fucked an escort, and she said to me:

-You kiss me passionately, and you are fucking me like you are really in love

-You are correct, you are the woman that I love most in this life, more than I have ever loved.

She creeped out so much that she couldn't answer it. Then I replied.

-Just for this night. Right now, I'm loving you as much as I can. You are my bride, my wife, my lover. After we are done, its over and we won't see each other again. ( I rarely fuck the same escort twice )

And then she smiled again, and I kissed her gently, looked deeply in her eyes and said "I love you my baby" and she replied "I love you too, thanks for understanding me and my lifestyle."

I do love bro, but on short spikes. I train to love and live intensely. And to be able to let it go.

Sometimes I really miss having a girlfriend as I had it on the past. And it really hurts when I fall in love with a normal girl. But i'm sure that I can fuck an escort anytime, and dampen this necessity of loving someone easily.

So it sounds like Van was the accurate depiction of "love" in your BP days. But now it's more something along the lines of Chris Brown's - Loyal?

I used to do this with explosions in the sky. It felt real to me and unique.. like something special that no one else would ever understand what "we" had. Anyway one day she told me she couldnt hang out because she had to go to the gym, she dumped me and posted pictures of the guy she then left me for on instagram and basically humiliated me. You think you have some sort of connection but in reality that connection is only in your head and born out of a need and that need can be easily replaced by someone else.

Shaggy's Mr Boombastic is a pretty red pill song...if you understand Jamaicans

Many times I find myself in the internal conflict. I tug between the ever increasing knowledge that I must look out for myself and the ingrained desire to share myself with a "woman I can call my own". I can almost call it a relapse when my emotions try to overwrite the knowledge I wish was anything but real. .

One thing I've learned that helps me push onward is whenever those emotions bubble up I stop and really ask myself "what do I stand to gain by letting my emotions dictate my life? Now what do I stand to lose?"

I've felt the same. I'm pretty sure we all do. But ain't life any less beautiful after we discover there is no after-life? Applied to RP, it means love and be romantic. Your partner's branch-swinging 10 months or 10 years down the road doesn't make love any less beautiful.

Just once. You'll only ever really love once, then you'll learn and fucking protect yourself!!

Excellent, heartfelt and honest post.

I think many guys on this sub with some relationship history feel the same way. I know I do. All-out romantic love with the right woman at the right time can be like living an incredibly beautiful dream. Reality eventually hits of course and then that dream is shattered. But so what. The old adage that it is better to have loved and lost than never loved at all - is absolutely true. Simply be thankful you experienced that high point. Many people never do.

As to the "solution" to this dilemma, I have found it through years of meditation, psychedelic exploration and other such "spiritual" work. I'm not an enlightened master by any means but the work has paid off. Many days I walk around feeling a low-level, "background radiation" of that same love I experienced romantically. The best thing is that it's pretty much always there and does not depend on any external factor. It's not as intense as being with my past romantic partner but it's pretty damn good. To further satiate that aspect of my being, I could always buy a dog and expand my circle of friends. Love is there in many different forms. One just has to be open to it.

All of society brainwashes you into believing the highest love only exists in a romantic partner. But that is a lie, a concept that is only 600 years old or so. Thinking this way shuts you off from experiencing love in its many forms. Heck it's at a point now that I can be hiking and literally drop to my butt as I stare at a far off mountain, engrossed and in love with it! If I had any poetic talents, I could write about that sort of thing, like so many great writers have done before me. But I suck at poetry so won't bother.

Maybe one side benefit of TRP is that it will inspire masses of men on a spiritual quest, as they simultaneously improve themselves in the material/physical realm; Breaking away from chasing "love" in the romantic sense to finding LOVE everywhere else? One can dream at least. The world would certainly be a better place.

And for the record, I am not against allowing myself to falling in love with a woman again. But I just know going in that it will never be an unconditional, infinite thing. It can't be. If you want the real thing, you have to find it internally, no if's and's or but's.

Edit: Just wanted to add a tidbit about how Tesla, one of the most brilliant men who ever lived, gave up on women (since they were becoming too feminist for his taste) and ended up falling deeply in love with a pigeon! Yes, of course that sounds totally whacked and I am not advocating man-pigeon love. But it just goes to show that the mind can find/project a shadow of infinite love onto any finite object or being. In some sense, it really is all in the mind:

http://www.teslauniverse.com/nikola-tesla/timeline/1922-teslas-favorite-pigeon-dies

Love as you used to perceive it never existed. It was a myth, like the Easter Bunny, Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus. Welcome to the real world.

"Are these poets and musicians just ‘blue pill beta males’ in the eyes of the TRP community? "

No. They are deluded Blue Pill Males in reality.

OK. Longer answer.

There is such a thing as biological love. That process seems to be a shared experience which crosses the genders.

Yet-the Law of Hypergamy is NEVER suspended. Not even for true, goal oriented chemical love. She may really , chemically love a guy and feel kinda shitty about leaving him for the wealthy friend . But leave him she will do without hesitation if Hypergamy demands it. The idea of "true love conquers all" is total bullshit. As the Mafia would say, its just business capiche?

I learned this during my military stint. Met a married military girl and we chemically fell for each other. Did she make a move? Fuck no, not on me anyways. She hooked up with a dude two ranks above me. Just business, capiche? I didnt care, because feelings or no, I wasn't going to Leavenworth Military Prison potentially over an Article 134 Adultery charge. Heartbreak is easier to escape then jail was my reasoning, so I kept my hands to myself and learned a valuable lesson in the process. If a female can make the feelings work within her hypergamous nature , life's really good. Usually the goal-oriented affection happens in an inconvenient manner, like falling for a broke dude at work instead of the President of Operations. In which case she'll commiserate with her girlfriends about the unfairness of it all over boxed wine while chasing Mr Money.

What she will NOT do is drop everything to hook up with a fulfilling , lifelong relationship with the man she loves. Thats not the point of why she associates with men at all. I've even seen cases where women unable to execute ANY logical forethought or planning deliberately avoid men they chemically love, because they had multiple irons in the fire regarding men they were using and didn't want to fuck up their plate rotation by being with a guy they couldnt control.

The eloquence of a body of text has no bearing on its veracity.

These men were just as delusional as you or I were at one point, they just expressed their delusions very well.

Yes, poetry is bullshit.

Yes art in general is bullshit

Love is at best an illusion.

It's very curious how your soul mates usually depend on very physical attributes like sex (even for homosexuals which generated huge amount of poetry at least relatively).

Shed your illusions, live according to reality.

This post was so sweet that I thought it might give me diabetes.

Evolution gave us those wonderful feelings called love because without them there would be no humans alive today.

i know the feeling, when a man is in love it's a beautiful thing( despite the betaness ) i think that's why the pill is so hard to swallow, our illusion has been destroyed and reality is smacked in our face. I was so happy in that illusion, but as you said depression came after the truth was learnt.

Romance is a male-dominated genre. Men are the true romantics. Start paying attention to women, especially singers, who try to sound romantic. They are either trying to appropriate male desires and portray themselves as fulfilling them, or they go out on a limb and try to actually portray romantic feelings - with silly, strange results.

Yes, despite the beauty of the romantics throughout the ages, the female species cannot reciprocate those feelings or even understand them. Women love opportunistically. They love not who you are, but what you do for them. There is no true love to be found in women.

This is the birth of the "anger phase", when you realize that no woman has the capability to love you like you love her, and so you change and become more valuable to women (and more importantly yourself) by being above their wiles, their deceptions and manipulations.

Then comes "amused mastery". You no longer are angry at women, but you find them funny in their ways.

If you're like me, you bounce back and forth between anger and amusement. You slowly see The Red Pill eat your world around you. Like the Matrix, you no longer see things for how they are portrayed to you, but rather for what they really are.

"As I experience certain sensory input patterns my mental pathways become accustomed to them, the patterns are eventually anticipated and even missed when absent" ~Lieutenant Commander Data~

People conflate and confuse all the definitions of love. Women especially expect to receive parent-to-child unconditional care and support and adoration. Men expect to love women this way and hope for the reverse.

I find it best to totally avoid using "love" as a word. Replace with "care" and "adore" and "affection for" and the world makes a lot more sense.

She says "I love you", does it mean "I would willingly die for you?".... unlikely. Does she mean "I care about you unconditionally"? Probably not. Does it mean "I need what you do for me and I'll go out of my way a little bit to sustain that for now"? Quite likely.

Women are especially good at demanding all the definitions of love, while subdividing their own. "I love him.... but I'm not in love with him" is something women often say. What does this mean? It means she's comfortable but not horny for the guy. She likes the house and income, but isn't gina-tingling for him. It means beta bux.

I might do a full post on this stuff.

In short: analyse what everyone means (and what you mean) when using the word "love" and replace with other words.

I don't believe in cupid that shit's stupid -Chief Keef

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the complete death of this childish love you describe, the total lack of hoping for that feeling ever again, is the true definition of swallowing the pill.

Are these poets and musicians just ‘blue pill beta males’ in the eyes of the TRP community? Where does this sort of heartfelt sentiment fall under this framework? It just saddens me. I feel freed because I think I’ve found the truth, that it was just an illusion. But just the same, it makes me depressed beyond belief.

That love is fine. Its object was not right. You threw that love at the feet of a piece of meat. Love the soul. The children. The Sun. Whatever deserves that love. God himself. Nature. Mother Earth. The soul can be your woman's. But it is soul through her, for however long biology dictates her presence besides you and her welcoming attitude.

Did your cry when you found out magic wasn't real as a child? I did. Same life lesson in a different form.

Huge fan of Van Morrison here, also ... as you might know, he married "Janet Planet" (her hippie name) and was madly in love with her for a few years, and they had a child together. The marriage lasted about 4 years; I haven't been able to find a description as to why they broke up.

Feminists killed male love a long time ago mate. The difference is we're only recently starting to realise in the past few years. Women can still love, they get to enjoy their feelz and love their children, but thanks to the imbalance in the SMP, we can no longer afford the luxury of male love for women.

If you are going to quote Van here, a better choice would be "The Great Deception."

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Im gonna cry! How sensitive!!!!