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Below is piece from Nietzsche's book, Thus Spoke Zarathustra, titled 'Child & Marriage'
I have a question for you, my incel brother
I cast this question into your soul, like a fishing rod, to discover its depth
You are young and desire a Stacy
But let me ask you this; Are you a man who ought to desire even a Low-Tier Becky?
Are you respected amongst your own friends? Or do they see you as a loser?
Do you even have friends?
Are you the victorious one, the self-conqueror, the master of your virtues?
Are you the commander of your senses, or are you still an excessive coomer?
Is it your masculine excellence that has rightfully demanded its counterpart? A rightful Yin to your Yang
Or is it your lonely desperation fueling your desire? Or Boredom? Or lack of peace with yourself?
Let your social mastery long for Stacy, so that you may reproduce something greater than yourself. Perhaps a Child-lite
But firstly, you must be LooksMaxxed. Lean and rectangular physique to match those jaws
"B..but, my parents gave me subhuman genetic"
Be quiet!
What child hasn't had a reason to blame their parent for one thing or another?
For example, I once knew of a man who I thought was a G.
His fade was always fresh and his style always on point. He had perfected the female gaze
Through his looksmaxx journey, he had ascended from a low-tier normie to a Chad
I honestly thought he was a G, until I saw his girlfriend
A sub-5 ogre whom he called babe
The memory of her ugly face alone still upsets my stomach
This man went out in search of a Stacy but somehow ended up with a Shrek in red liptick and a blonde wig
I've always found BlackPillers to be sharp and observant, but that pill quickly turns purple from the first sub-5 that gives them attention
I curse whichever priest limps to the altar stage to marry these two, for their incel child will eventually grow up to blame the parents.
Yes, let your arrow aim upwards and long for a marriage with a high-tier
But firstly, you must become a creator yourself.
So that you may one day create yourself into something greater
So that you may one day attract and create a living monument to your success
So that you may one day go on to create something greater than yourself
[Child & Marriage - Neitzsche, 1883]
I have a question for you, my incel brother
I cast this question into your soul, like a fishing rod, to discover its depth
You are young and desire a Stacy
But let me ask you this; Are you a man who ought to desire even a Low-Tier Becky?
Are you respected amongst your own friends? Or do they see you as a loser?
Do you even have friends?
Are you the victorious one, the self-conqueror, the master of your virtues?
Are you the commander of your senses, or are you still an excessive coomer?
Is it your masculine excellence that has rightfully demanded its counterpart? A rightful Yin to your Yang
Or is it your lonely desperation fueling your desire? Or Boredom? Or lack of peace with yourself?
Let your social mastery long for Stacy, so that you may reproduce something greater than yourself. Perhaps a Child-lite
But firstly, you must be LooksMaxxed. Lean and rectangular physique to match those jaws
"B..but, my parents gave me subhuman genetic"
Be quiet!
What child hasn't had a reason to blame their parent for one thing or another?
For example, I once knew of a man who I thought was a G.
His fade was always fresh and his style always on point. He had perfected the female gaze
Through his looksmaxx journey, he had ascended from a low-tier normie to a Chad
I honestly thought he was a G, until I saw his girlfriend
A sub-5 ogre whom he called babe
The memory of her ugly face alone still upsets my stomach
This man went out in search of a Stacy but somehow ended up with a Shrek in red liptick and a blonde wig
I've always found BlackPillers to be sharp and observant, but that pill quickly turns purple from the first sub-5 that gives them attention
I curse whichever priest limps to the altar stage to marry these two, for their incel child will eventually grow up to blame the parents.
Yes, let your arrow aim upwards and long for a marriage with a high-tier
But firstly, you must become a creator yourself.
So that you may one day create yourself into something greater
So that you may one day attract and create a living monument to your success
So that you may one day go on to create something greater than yourself
[Child & Marriage - Neitzsche, 1883]