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I was once sitting in a dimly lit train.
Earphones in. Aggressive metal music blaring into my ears and my subconscious.
I had a book with me. In my bag.
But I didn’t read it.
I was busy numbing my consciousness to the existence I found myself in.
Looking out the windows.
Earphones in. Aggressive metal music blaring into my ears and my subconscious.
I had a book with me. In my bag.
But I didn’t read it.
I was busy numbing my consciousness to the existence I found myself in.
Looking out the windows.
Pitch black. A few artificially illuminated lights every
now and then.
I looked around while the singer of this band tried to ruin his ability to speak by
vomiting into the microphone while presumably sacrificing lambs to Lucifer.
I don’t recall what kind of music that was.
now and then.
I looked around while the singer of this band tried to ruin his ability to speak by
vomiting into the microphone while presumably sacrificing lambs to Lucifer.
I don’t recall what kind of music that was.
Now I know it ruined my consciousness.
But not because it was supposedly “dark” music.
Because I didn’t accept life for what it is. Reality and the cruelness of it.
Looking around I saw these other human beings, merely existing. Books, games on
But not because it was supposedly “dark” music.
Because I didn’t accept life for what it is. Reality and the cruelness of it.
Looking around I saw these other human beings, merely existing. Books, games on
their phone, dopamine from Social Media. Different methods, same goal: numbing the brain.
Numbing to the reality they live in.
Trying to avoid seeing the cruel reality. Their life for what it truly is.
Slavery.
Like sheep they press themselves into a transporter.
Numbing to the reality they live in.
Trying to avoid seeing the cruel reality. Their life for what it truly is.
Slavery.
Like sheep they press themselves into a transporter.
For their body, not their consciousness.
The hunt for freedom is what enslaves people.
A house to finally live alone and free. A comforting lie. The interest and mortgage will keep you viciously enslaved all your life.
The hunt for freedom is what enslaves people.
A house to finally live alone and free. A comforting lie. The interest and mortgage will keep you viciously enslaved all your life.
A woman to finally settle down and be free of the dumpster fire that is the dating market. A comforting lie.
Because of lies you were told about women, you’re busy fighting with her to get drip-fed sex once a month.
A better job to finally make more money. A comforting lie.
Because of lies you were told about women, you’re busy fighting with her to get drip-fed sex once a month.
A better job to finally make more money. A comforting lie.
The extra money is eaten by the longer commute.
Comforting lies of freedom are what had me enslaved. A whole decade. Ten years of thinking it is a great thing to live a cog in a system.
To work for others so they can enjoy life.
Comforting lies of freedom are what had me enslaved. A whole decade. Ten years of thinking it is a great thing to live a cog in a system.
To work for others so they can enjoy life.
Until I finally saw the light shine down brightly with glittering clarity.
And for the first time in my life, I applied brutal honesty to myself. My life. My
existence.
I stopped with the comforting lies.
I was harshly honest. With myself. And everything I did.
And for the first time in my life, I applied brutal honesty to myself. My life. My
existence.
I stopped with the comforting lies.
I was harshly honest. With myself. And everything I did.
The first step on a dark path to unfold.
And the most difficult one.
You have been lying to yourself all your life.
Everything you have, everything you “need” you don’t truly need. It’s all designed to keep you enslaved.
The lie of freedom in society is a cage for your mind.
And the most difficult one.
You have been lying to yourself all your life.
Everything you have, everything you “need” you don’t truly need. It’s all designed to keep you enslaved.
The lie of freedom in society is a cage for your mind.
So people enslave themselves .
Truly genius. There is no bad actor overseeing your slavery. There are systems
created for you to enslave you, yourself.
Nobody is to blame for it.
But you.
In the end, this is very close to the truth.
Truly genius. There is no bad actor overseeing your slavery. There are systems
created for you to enslave you, yourself.
Nobody is to blame for it.
But you.
In the end, this is very close to the truth.
This was an Intro Chapter from my upcoming book The Unchained Man.
If you want to read more, it will launch next week!
Until then, join the Young Kings here and stay informed: https://selfconquering.com/masculinitytraining
If you want to read more, it will launch next week!
Until then, join the Young Kings here and stay informed: https://selfconquering.com/masculinitytraining
