A new phase in my life...

I sit here dumbfounded. I realized that I’m the first human to deserve to breathe air, eat food, drink water, have sex, receive wealth, have friends, and have a love that is not harmful to me.

This is because I made some revolutionary leaps that made me realize I never deserved anything I wanted before until I reached a certain place… all of my prior mechanations for thinking I deserved something were for naught, and i actually went through a cleansing process where I stop using good memories to get me through the day, because I know for a fact I didn’t deserve them, and I know none of you deserve them either. I was born again.

What happened is I solved a lot of issues and problems… First I turned ethics into a necessary science, by using suicide as the metric, as I saw people boo this axiom that has no counter, I realized that I’m fundamentally outgrowing the boards and this species… in the context of this ethics solution I came up with perfect game theory to stop war and violence, invented the terms sexual stratification and approach stratification, figured out that marriage is conspicuous consumption, figured out that contradiction frequency is conspicuous consumption, figured out that there are much more small people than big people and that big people can always be outnumbered (the wild doesn’t do this), and fundamentally realized that community works best but people have no community. I have transcended this species.

So now I look, I sit in my apartment trying to solve the problem of mind-reading software, which someone on these boards said was a ill begotten fantasy, of which I probably (certainly) know more than anyone of earth and have been doing since my early teens journalling over 200,000 pages of mathematics. And I cast my gaze upon this species and think to myself, “You folks haven’t even earned the right to breathe air, and you’re critisizing me.”

I may just become a hermit after all of this… it remains to be seen. I’m certainly getting bored of these or any boards now, I don’t even care anymore that i was banned from 15 message boards for saying nice guys can’t get sex. I know it’s a fact and I know the mechanism of why they banned me. It’s the most taboo topic on earth. I thank these boards for letting me share my thoughts, but I think I’m outgrowing them now, and don’t see myself posting or visiting as much.

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What do you think you are for christ’s sake, crazy or somethin’?

Well you’re not! You’re not.

You’re no crazier than the average asshole out walkin’ around on the streets. And that’s it.

I said it was a ill conceived fantasy, not a plan, because I can tell you offered zero knowledge or evidence of practical experience in turning your abstract ideas into something physical. Your purely in a infantile fantasy stage playing with the idea that something could arise. I doubt you took anything datawise even beyond some scribbles.

Let’s say you want to measure time. You think your the first to do this, and your excited about it. You come on the forum, and say you’ve complied 9,000 pages of data on morphic change, watching ice drip into water, wind push the leaves about, movement to settling, seeing people pass one another on the streets, and are completely entranced with the sun and the moon rising and setting. Has to be some way to quantify all this information in some way… in order to do this, your going to jump back into your statistics, rework the quantifiable data… a method of expressing phenomena change has to arise from your super human genius originally.

All the while, not a hint of evidence in any post you made your on the verge of building a water clock, a sun dial, that you even know what a gear is to make a wind up watch, or have the slightest clue what a Piezo-Electro fuse is. Yet, everyone reading your posts would think this in parts, yet the concept taken from Startrek of The Prime Directive holds here… nobody has never cared to tell you how foolish and shortsighted your ideas are. Not because it can’t be done, but because you simply can’t do it his your approaching it.

You need more than compiling statistical data, you need a physical frame of reference in which to experimentally use materials to build prototypes capable of making products that either are the ends you seek, or advance the frontier towards making it. Something to test your hypothesis once in a while.

You don’t do this, and we can tell very easily. How? Cause you should of been asking engineering questions as well. Brought up issues with hypotheticals of materials being used. You would of noticed by now in your Google searches other products already exist, that does much of what your talking about already. Already built, and if you pay extra, you can get master programmer devices that do real time quantification readings, giving you raw data to build your ideas on.

But no. You show absolutely no evidence of this. Your mind blown away by the magical charms of your “data”, or the myth of your data, hard to say you actually collected it in any detail that isn’t worth being tossed away as the lining of a chicken coup, and won’t look away from it for a second to consider his to practically approach ideas.

So… instead you come here, excited, and tell us. And this cycle emerges:
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Don’t bullshit yourself, as that graph above is exactly derailing your reactions and behaviors. It also shows how everyone has belittled you, and why your in this backwards, recursive mode of social interaction, as well as why you keep finding yourself shoved off to the horizon and banned.

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You gotta start turning your ideas concrete. Not just wishing it, but doing it. Your ideas need to transition towards actual science, researching materials. There is a concept in philosophy known as “The Republic of Science”. Ya’ need to join it. Learn more about experimental design and the scientific method. Get some materials, hold them in your hand, have either a dremel or soldering iron in the other, and… make shit happen.

Finally… your suicide ethics isn’t very ethical, as it isn’t very practical or realistic. Moms aren’t going to attach a cyanide capsule around their kids neck, guaranteeing them a way out. Its just a rather stupid and unethical system of ethics, as it is a system that preys on the worst fears and demented thoughts of individuals. Ethics aims to avoid this, not cater to it. Its unethical to sell a handgun to someone in the midst of a suicidal depression.

Your not getting banned from this site, nor are you being thrown away. Continue to post. I recommend you take up the study of geometry on the side, and research experimental design. Take a machine drawling class. Talk to one of the engineers on this forum. Stop bringing up suicide as the solution to all social problems, or how shitty your love life is. There are enough people here with shitty, disappointing love lives around, they don’t need your negative data to add to their sense of malaise.

Lastly, remember that toy from Toy Story that the machine grabbed… he thought he was going to a higher, better place. Guess what, he didn’t. He got his ass chewed up by a dog. Your better off here. Learn to solve your ideas, and work pass your limitations. You can’t even see them, how bad off you are. Its why you need to stick the fuck around and learn how to think like the people who cause you confusion and painful thoughts. You don’t have to become them, but you do gave to comprehend them to the degree they know themselves, and understand why they see you as they do. What emotions and concepts come into play in their heads? How does of arise in their heads, but not in yours. Why aren’t you as aware of it as they are?

Running from the things that are difficult… its not going to help you at this point. You live a unproductive, loveless life where suicide is the best resort to your pain and suffering you can think of. What about the multiplicities of life? The interlocking complexities? To walk the pilgrim’s trail in contemplation of ancient truths? To find and be inspired by beauty? To hold someone and smile, laugh, shout and cry? To exhaust yourself in a physical searching? To take upon a dangerous and daring task purely on the basis of “it can be done” over “am I thinking this through safely”? A world of originality, spontanity, a endless burst of colors, emotions, and faces stretched out before you… you can experience these things, with a change of mindset. Let go, breathe, don’t be a douchecock and run away from the possibilities inherent in existence. Get angry, but also remember… this is the hard part, get happy.

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Glad you feel better, but the ego will still be chiselled from you until your perfect form is found. may I suggest more contemplation and philosophising? you may not be right about things, have you really listened? nice guys do get laid, it’s just that most girls and guys are arseholes, and females from that category don’t like nice guys.

Nice guys don’t get laid… to be a nice guy you have to explain to a woman (without ever approaching her or hitting on her) that sexual stratification and conspicuous consumption are ruining the world, you have to be not sexually jealous and you have to not be marriage oriented. Those are just the basics. Women hate that shit. It’s impossible for a nice guy to get laid.

Anybody, nice or nasty, can get laid for the meagre sum of about $100 . If you’re in a dry spell, do a google search for services in your area.

At the very least, shouldn’t you be looking at constructing mind reading hardware before you start on the mind reading software?

And this is what I mean… female prostitution causes male suicide, and I’m using pure mathematics to do this, which means you can do it on pencil and paper, computers only increase the processing speed. Now you see why I’ve outgrown these boards.

Just remember to think of us all when you’re accepting your nobel prize.

Bah… I already deserve one. But that’s beside the point… life keeps marching on… Besides the Abel prize and Holberg prize are more prestigious.

The lulz. Trixie is the God of these forums.

You may impress Her, though, if you manage to make a mind reading tech, like you claim.

If you read Her mind, at the right time, the Truth of the entire Universe will be revealed to you, and you will finally understand Her, and Her goals.

Perhaps that is the purpose of your mind reading device. That others may finally see the inner Worth of Trixie, and give her the glory She deserves.

Trixie, you’re a troll… besides, do you really think you have more important mental content than someone who can solve that problem. You’re also an idiot.

Do you think you have more important content than a car mechanic, or an archetect? Wasn’t Einstein known for his groundbreaking philosophies on existence? Archetechts are praised for their groundbreaking insights on life. People seek life wisdom, from your technicians at best buy, they seek philosophy, from Joe the mechanic, at the local corner store.

Because you compiled together a list of 200,000 pages of technical data about the mind, doesn’t prove your philosophy is important. You’re still stuck on the ‘women don’t date nice guys phase.’ Most philosophers are mysognist to some degree, but you are so immune to others opinions than your own, its lolzworthy. Its a symptom of a highly technical mind. I am a programmer myself, but even I couldn’t stand the tedium of compiling a diary off 200,000 pages. You know, you get stuck in such a rigid, linear, robotic mindset, and you never leave it.

Trixie, I have solved ethics in my life, which is something nobody before me can claim, I’m working the problem of mind reading software, which is also something nobody else can claim… you? You’re a troll, who in your best moments copies some of my old stuff like a parrot.

Parrot? You offer half-truths, half-solutions, that would rarely work in real situations. Why would I parrot that?

Your latest “remedy”, is to offer suicide pills? Your latest “system of measure” is to judge social quality by the amount of suicides??

The old one, was brainwashing men to go against their DNA nature, and resist the natural urge to approach women, at all times.

SO many lulz.

Trixie, you don’t even understand me. But I’ll tell you one thing, 200,000 pages over 20 years is laziness, it’s really not a lot.

Wow, you really are an old man.

You say I don’t understand. But you were very clear to me in your words.

You said you would broadcast on TV, a campaign to get men to stop flirting with women. What’s there that is so hidden?

You vehemently argued to me that measuring suicide quantity was a solid measure of social quality. What’s there that’s so hidden?

And your latest lolz, even goofier than that, is I hear from the peanut gallery, that you are proposing to hand out suicide pills to kids, as part of your utopian society. My, the lolz keep comin.

You’re laughing at me because I’d give children the option to walk into a suicide clinic? The joke is on you… you’ve had an easy life Trixie, there’s a lot more out there than your narcissism has comprehended.

Your social ineptness knows no bounds. This simpleton claims I cant relate to suicide, when i make a thread about ending recurrence.

This simpleton, probably doesn’t even know what recurrence is. He just parrots the emotional, female response, of suicide as some kind of magic cure all. As if it would somehow fix things. Ye who knows so little about the universe…

But, he offers another lolz, as well. He offers a suicide clinic to kids, because a painless death is what these kids care about most, despite of most of them being unable to feel anything at all. Because somehow the barrel of a gun, is what they fear more than existence itself.

Trixie, like I told you in PM… time will tell. You can try to wag your dick all you want, time will tell. You’ve had an easy life Trixie and you don’t know as much about the universe as you claim, so stop trolling as God or Lucifer or Satan, or whatever fits your fancy for the week… I solved ethics and now I’m tackling a problem so immense, that you couldn’t even fathom it before I told you. HMIE is not the God of numbers, and you are not the God of these boards… that’s Carleas and Uccisore