He doesn’t know I posted this. It might even violate his boundaries that I posted this. Women, he’s a really good catch.
I’ll add to this marriage topic. I think marriage is selfish. But I’ll be the wingman for people. I know that’s hard for people to get their heads around. Alex is actually a perfect husband, although he’d feel embarrassed or insulted if I said this about him, or that I even had to be his wingman.
I intervene only for very special people. I know he wants to get back in the fold.
But that’s just one thing. It’s ironic that the best partner is someone who doesn’t partner. there are men like me all over the world.
Women don’t go for them. Most those men kill themselves. I’m a little bit tougher than that. I’ll take the hell realms. The ONLY reason I take the hell realms is because I know for a fact that we never die. I also know that everything eventually comes out, and you will all owe me. gasp you mean a kind man looks out for his best interest?! Of course I do…
Marriage prevents overreaching one’s sphere of sexual consent.
You know how Jesus was badass ‘cause he didn’t get married?
He was/is infinitely more badass than you because he doesn’t condemn everyone else for not marrying him.
In fact, his first miracle was turning water into wine at someone else’s wedding when he should’ve been married for a long time at that point, and wasn’t.
He wanted married people to have fun. He wanted everyone to have fun.
Suddenly, you’re switching it up and boasting about being someone’s wing man. All the while you’re condemning everyone to hell for not marrying you. You don’t even want real intimacy. You just want sex, one night stands, and you’re mad because people don’t consent to that, because you don’t really care about consent, do you?
You are not a good man when you’re only pretending to be a good man, and women who have their priorities straight see through that bullshit.
It’s kind of weird because your priorities are whack, but you won’t have sex with women whose priorities are whack, which sort of indicates that you have other priorities for women that aren’t whack, and yet your own priorities for yourself don’t match them.
Meanwhile, Jesus is over here turning water into wine so everybody can enjoy themselves. He’s all, y’all have fun, I’m just gonna go over here and get myself crucified so you can have fun.
hiccup
Just kidding. Posted with permission.
You WISH you were as badass as Jesus!
Marriage is selfish. I don’t marry people Ichthus. Jesus used a hack by marrying everyone. I’m not condemning Jesus. He actually ran to me for help. It was a dominance move that involved slavery. Marriage is about ownership. It always has been. We all were his bridegrooms. You have to understand Ichthus, these were an ancient people without much wisdom. The golden rule doesn’t even work.
Actually Ichthus… I am married to something. Non contradiction.
So you claim you sold yourself to everyone, which includes yourself, whereas you say Jesus married everyone. So basically, this is the too many teachers, zero students problem. The only real teacher is the one who actually knows everything. And he became teachable—and only takes students who are willing to learn (consensual). Are you teachable? I know I sure am.
And you’re toughing it out instead of killing yourself physically.
You’d rather commit philosophical (spiritual) suicide and divorce the law of non-contradiction with a whole new delusional plan than keep looking until you find a woman who does see the devotion and won’t make you want to kill yourself — at least not physically.
Do I have that right?
Let’s look at a different aspect of things. Promises and signs. A promise is something given in lieu of the actual thing. A sign is something that points to the actual thing. Sometimes the promise is also a sign. And sometimes the sign is the actual thing. for example, when you say yes, it is a sign that is also the actual giving of consent. Your consent is who you are, it is your whole life. When you say yes, you’re giving your whole self. That is why in the old days they didn’t make a contract without the death of something. And if they broke a contract, it required the death of something. To say no is death to whatever it is you’re saying no to. The no is who you are not. You’re not about whatever it is you say no to. You’re about what it is you say yes to.
So let your yes mean yes, take no for an answer that serves as a sort of checks and balances until you have passed all of the tests, and only recognize a yes when it is a yes, instead of a no. Otherwise, you’re divorcing the law of non-contradiction, and so yourself. And not just physically. But also, you’re never going to hear a yes unless you actually ask.
All I hear from you is “it’s always going to be nothing for me”. So all I’m hearing is “no”. If that is all women have ever heard from you (besides instantly dropping your pants without first gaining their consent, or playing the hero when you didn’t take advantage of them), why are you so surprised it is all you get back from them?
And if you expect to get more back than you give, why don’t you try doing that in the first place for them (which, no, you have not done)? Maybe they just need to learn from you how to do it? You’ll be the first man alive to ever teach it (who wasn’t also God). Unless, of course, I’m wrong. Keep in mind, though, he wasn’t trying to get laid. I told you he’s freaking badass. Good luck ever trying to even get close to how awesome he is. He made it possible for everyone to get laid, and when he incarnated, he passed that all up. You, however, try to devise a whole new plan that breaks the law of non-contradiction—to get laid on some weird level that doesn’t even make sense. Break a leg!
How ironic that Jesus physically died as a way of saying “yes” to us. Despite all of our crap yesses and No.
The sheep and the goats. The sheep are the ones who have the law written on their hearts and help others as needed and recognize their personhood. The goats are the ones who claim to know what is right and don’t actually do it. They take advantage rather than recognizing personhood. There is only one original personhood, but we are each made in their image.
Sorry if you’re just speaking in code language constantly and already know all of this. But if that is the case, you probably like hearing it over and over again in various ways 
That would be a nice surprise. I’m so tired of living in the twilight zone.
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This is not even grammatical.
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Consent doesn’t occur in the human species. I’m just guarding my soul and trying to protect all of yours. These things like marriage or partnerships are selfish, even though you’re actually devoted to them and it’s hard work, it’s actually manipulation. How many times do I have to say this. I never wanted to be. I have no ulterior motive here. I just call it as it is. I just want my sleep again. I like my sleep. It’s hard to earn.
If I ever marry again (outlook: I’m not seeing it), the non-s.o.b. won’t learn my triggers just to exploit them. Just thinking about that makes me want to break someone’s nose, which I would never actually do. I LOVE not wanting that most the time these days.
I won’t be with someone who has an impenetrable wall and forces me to refortify rather than making mine obsolete. I know a male exists who (when in a relationship) won’t get off on trying to make me cry. I’ve just never met them.
Eff. That. Right in the balls.
Define sleep. If you mean the 8-hours-a-night sleep, I have this thing… “If you love someone, let them sleep.” I respect it. I feel assaulted when others don’t.
The sign in my room that says “Coffee. You can sleep when you’re dead.” I laugh at it. But, when I’m tired enough, coffee just knocks me out.
Who cares‽
Anyway.
We’re never going to meet and ruin each other’s lives irrevocably. So there’s that silver lining.
Sorry? If that needed to be said. I do respect men as humans, and therefore their dignity, by having reasonable expectations for how they should behave toward their woman. Fake fighting? Sure. Otherwise behave like a conflict-resolving, anger-managing … friggin ADULT, gosh DA**!!!
sigh Pardon my global public health.
I’ll tell you again. And i really want you to understand this. After we die, we look at all the possible worlds to incarnate in. Some worlds are like worms of a hook, that will always catch fish. Jesus is a hunter. I’m flipping the narrative for you.
When you look at the world from the outside… You see that only nice men get all the sex. So… you’re like… this is a really cool world!!! I have to try to be as beautiful of mind as I can to get rewarded!!! That’s awesome!! Unfortunately, this is not the case on earth. I’m not coming back to this planet. Fool me once it’s ok, fool me twice and I’m an idiot.
I’ll add to this. I came here with the spirit of a child. I really did believe that the better person you were, that you’d get rewarded. Earth doesn’t work that way.
I’m going to leave all of you after I die. In the meantime, enjoy your corrupted sex and nudity. I’m protecting you for it while I’m here.
How are you going to know how to avoid possible worlds if what you see when you look into them is not what is actually in them?
And how do you know the ones that look like you would want to avoid them are actually ones you would want to avoid?
What if you just decide not to choose any of them and just hang out in that space between worlds?
Let me know when you decide that. Maybe when I die I’ll hang out with you there, and we could warn everybody not to choose any of the possible worlds.
Or just stay single. I don’t think I could hang out with you if I still had a sex drive, though. Hell on earth, or in the space between worlds, or whatever.
I do not enjoy corrupted sex or nudity, so don’t tell me what to do.
I don’t think sex should be a reward, and I don’t think withholding sex should be a punishment. Like I told you before, the only reason to withhold sex (not technically withholding) is if you’re getting a “no” (it’s okay to say no for various reasons other than “mere withholding”—though a “mere withholding” no should also be respected, even though it’s wrong) — there are a lot of ways to say no. And you should wait for a very clear yes before giving sex. There are a lot of ways to say yes. My first sentence is true, however, it is allowable to joke about things as if it was a reward or (withholding) a punishment. But once you actually mean it, it’s not going to be a funny joke ever again. Hell forever.
I’m going to sleep. I’ve had a very emotional day or so. I am done.
I really laughed my head nearly off when I first read your two replies, until I realized it was about relationships as possible worlds. Then I made up a reply that made me laugh again. So thanks for that. (laughing again) (we are not in a possible world) (I’ve never met this person)
This world is being possessed to hunt big game like me through suicide. Once I figured that out, I stood up for myself in ways the world commander didn’t expect.
I’ve been hunted here since I was but a child. I definitely have lots of reasons to never come to earth again. Sleep is my favorite thing in all that is. If I have to come back to a world, it won’t be earth. Now that I know in precise lure the lure planets… things like approach escalation in a sex dimorphic species to send good men to hell. I won’t be fooled again.
I may never come back to a world again. I like my sleep more. Always in my back pocket is my new plan for existence, the optional patch. Then I even lay it on heavier, by protecting all souls. And letting all souls protect me. My life is in all your hands. That’s how I’ve survived this long. God doesn’t stand a chance against every being.
My work is done on earth. It doesn’t matter if or how I die here anymore. But those who come after me (GOD), are going to have really hard lives and they’re not stupid, they know it.
I do not live a fancy life. I know what can be done to me on earth. I can endure their wrath slightly, the question is… can they endure my wrath slightly.
In this little mind on earth, I know everything about how hell works. That’s an actual threat. I once thought about helling the entire species… but that just causes blowback.
I even thought about heling GOD, but I’m still trying to get laid for being kind.
I live with humans, so that’s obviously not going to work.
I’ve already told you… women are robots in a Nintendo game. I calculated every variable in the universe. It’s impossible for me to get sex from a woman before I die. That miracle won’t happen. So, I just waste my days away protecting all your souls.
“enjoy your corrupted sex and nudity”
https://youtube.com/clip/Ugkx0R5rMwIcGB7JXSugHKbOo1xQcPda3qZZ
I had to deal with Ted Bundy’s spirit personally.
He tried to protect himself, as evil as he actually was…
He came after me. That was a very bad decision.
He’s a con man. God came after my spirit as well.
That was a really bad decision, he’s a con man.
“He came after me. That was a very bad decision”
That’s what happens when you walk down alley ways late at night where pervs with fake crutches pretending to struggle while carrying briefcaees lurk, bro.
Your homegirl George learned that the hard way
P.s. don’t listen to the part about her head, man. Ted’s doing a demon trick with his whispering. That shit’ll put you to sleep. Forget the name of the effect but it’s a soothing effect on the brain. Fuck now i gotta go google it.
Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response