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As the winter ends and the spring blossoms there is a chance that some may feel a great malaise.
The winter suffocates the spirits of many.
Perhaps it is because you had a difficult time garner the appropriate level of Vitamin D. Deficiency.
Maybe your consumption of magnesium and zinc was too little. Mistake
Possibly the pickings this winter was slim as the best were spoken for. S(weats)N(orthface)UGG Season.
Though the ground has begun to thaw and sundresses line department store windows your spirits have been slow to wake.
The warm caress of the sun does nothing for you. You have fallen into a slump and like Persephone you feel trapped as you gnaw on pomegranate seeds.
You have failed the Boomers’ measure of success: no car, no money, no girl.
Your ambition slowly wanes as each day is almost identical to the last.
You have become Lebowski while in your heart you wish to be more Pulaski.
You refresh your e-mail account in the hopes that a new job offer will greet you.
You measure your life by the pictures and statuses posted on Facebook.
Everyone seems to be succeeding and making waves.
You forget that it is all a highlights reel and not a behind the scenes.
Melancholy beseeches you.
You are not the only one. I understand your plight for I find myself in a similar pit.
Ambition and Intelligence all rendered mute due to circumstance.
Avoiding outings because one’s wealth is but a fistful of dollars.
Stranded at home for longer than expected.
You start rehabilitation.
Seaweed to maintain iodine levels for your thyroid.
Magnesium, zinc, melatonin, fatty oils to improve dopamine and serotonin levels.
Outings in the sun.
Yet there is something missing. You find the energy that had alluded you for months.
However, there is a anxiousness in your walk. Something needs to burst forward.
One night a primal force fills your being and takes control.
You bend backwards and raise your head to the sky.
And howl.
You release all your mental anguish. Your feelings of growing dread are no longer being held in place.
Your troubles dissipate as you continue your howl into the night. Each howl more confident than the last. Primal song.
You become light. Your body no longer in knots. Tranquility
Smile grazes the visage. Your skin begins to tingle with energy.
Apollo reborn.
You begin to run. Like a wild man possessed through the streets you dart.
You jump over obstacles. You do not lack breath. Your muscles do not ache.
You feel alive as you spot a tree and climb it.
One branch to the next you rise above the rest.
Looking out you see farther as the moon lights your gaze.
The nuisances that plagued you earlier have become muted.
Self deprecation forgotten as self awareness returns.
Anxiety has been replaced by a freedom.
Tomorrow will be a gritty reboot.
Life’s a bitch and she’s always having puppies.
It’s about time you adopted and played with one.
Note: If you are feeling anything that can be construed as depression or being depressed please seek assistance. Life has a habit of trying to see how much pressure it can apply to our throat. There will never be shame in asking someone to help you breathe again.
It’s Okay To Be Average
Do not read this blog.
This blog will do nothing for you. In fact it will make your life harder.
After a few pages or even articles you may begin to believe that you can have a life different than those around you. You may even develop a grandiose vision for your existence. Arnold.
Reading this blog will make your days difficult. You will begin to expect more from yourself and subsequently you will develop greater expectations of those around you. Theodore.
The truth is that it is okay to be average.
You are designed for survival. As a human it is easy to survive with support of your tribe. It is easier to blend into the background. It is beneficial to your well being to be accepted without question because you look just like the others in your tribe.
Being average is a survival mechanism.
People like team players. They feel comfortable around those that look, behave, and think like them. Doing so allows you to more easily win the safety of your tribe. Those that dress outside the accepted uniform are looked at with suspicion. Those that find better things to do than attend company happy hours or brunches with girlfriends are seen as weird.
Being average means you have less to think about.
People enjoy predictability. They want to avoid surprises. They want to know what you’re going to bring to the cookout. They want to talk about the same things each and every time: sports, gas prices, and overall gossip. They want to follow a script. They want to know that dating over a few years leads to marriage then a house and child. They want to plan out their trips to Disney World.
Being average is a comfortable.
Reading this blog will inspire you to be extraordinary. This blog is a poison. Once you begin to read and agree with the points made you are only hurting yourself.
You will be unable to return to the average existence.
You will first begin on fixing yourself. Where once you were able to look in the mirror and be content with the visage that reflected, you now look with trepidation. There is so much to repair. There is so much to build upon. There is so much comfort to sacrifice. Cassius.
You will probably first start upon your physical attributes. This requires numerous sacrifices. You will miss out on drinking beers and eating greasy deliciousness. You will come home drained and have to convince yourself to go to the gym. Your bank account will slowly dwindle each month as you begin to purchase healthier options for nutrition. You will begin to think you’re insane for the amount of money you spend on tailoring your clothing.
Is being extraordinary worth it.
You will then begin to work upon your mental fitness. Everything you thought you knew about the world will be brought to question. Old wife’s tales tested against the data sets you uncover. You will share your new found conclusions with friends and family. They will scorn you. Each time you open your mouth they will call you names and tell you that you are a fool. Boyd.
Is being extraordinary worth it.
If you read this blog from inception to present I truly feel for you.
You will go through hell because you will personally put yourself there. Those people in your life that you thought you could count on will be dissenters of your transformation. They will not like the change. You will dress and act differently from them. You are no longer predictable in their schema of the world. You are an outside threat and they will see themselves as the T-Cells. George S.
You will invariably become interested in the finer things in life. You will seek out the experiences outside your upbringing. As you discover new things a part of you will want to share it with those around you. They do not want their eyes open. They enjoy their manufactured lives with its brand name goodness. Humans are ones that want to share experiences and you will most likely find that almost no one wants to partake in them with you. Salvador.
You will attempt great experiments. You will seek a different life. Many around you will shake their heads with superiority. You will stumble, you will fall, and it will pour. They will be there with false smiles trying to bring you back into their fold. They will try to convince you that you went through a phase, but that it was false. Life is this way and not the way you thought it was possible. Napoleon.
Being average is being safe.
Being extraordinary is painful.
Why would you want to look in the mirror and constantly know that you could be better than you are now? Why would you not want to sit on the couch eating potato chips? Why do you want to stand out in the crowd?
I have been lying to you this entire time dear readers.
I have given you false hope. I have given you false inspiration.
Being extraordinary, being beyond average. It’s not worth it.
Being extraordinary requires you to exist outside comforts of family and friends. It requires you to learn to ignore the taunts and jeers. It becomes necessary to avoid the haters. It is exhausting to keep at bay self doubt.
Why put yourself through that.
I beg of you do not read this blog.
It is okay to be average. It is okay to avoid the attempt at becoming extraordinary.
I won’t hold it against you.
Being A Quitter is Not Sexy.
As obesity barrels through the Western World with the ferocity of the CSX 8888 more and more people are turning to the phrase: accept me for who I am.
I don’t accept pedophiles for who they are. I don’t accept ignorant fools for who they are.
I won’t accept the obese who give up on themselves and demand that I respect their lifestyle choices.
I recently came across a blogger who embodies the opposite of everything I believe in.
http://anonym.to/?http://goodmenproject.com/the-good-life/body-image-2/im-stark-naked-deal-with-it/2/
(I decided to make the link copy and paste, not because I’m worried about the “backlash” against my commentary, but to avoid the possibility of the comments being pointless. I want open honest discussion on this blog, but after a moment of thought I realized I was opening up to the possibility of dealing with rapid armchair commentators whose feelings are hurt.)
This author is overweight and has decided to show off his naked body. He claims that he is tired of being “ashamed” of his body and embraces who he is. (He’s also hairy, but I don’t care about that. Hair is masculine and its preference is individualistic, not gonna hate on that.)
BMI is one of those measurements like IQ. You can know perfectly well that it’s a bullshit metric based on a whole bunch of flawed assumptions, but you still want to know your number. And once you know it, you can’t get away from it. Mine is just over the line where “overweight” turns into “obese”. It’s hard to come out and say that, hard to admit to being one of the people our culture loves to shame and deride as weak and disgusting and horrible. But ya know what, I’ve tried the easy stuff and it hasn’t worked worth a damn, so I’m going to plan B.
The simple solutions did not work. The snake oil he was sold turned out to be a farce.
What is his solution. Does he attempt to take his own life into his hands and work hard.
Does he wake up in the morning to go running, hit the gym, eat better, walk more, take the stairs.
Nay. He goes onto plan B. Showing off his pasty body with glee.
“Look at me” he yells from his arm chair as his laptop rests upon his gut.
“This is what a real man looks like, this is what a man who is unashamed of himself sees when he gets out of the shower” he cries with quivering chins.
Some folks will say I’m not fat enough to be doing this. Others will say I’m too fat to be doing this. Both groups can feel free to go piss up a rope. I’m not doing this for them, I’m doing it for me. And maybe for you.
What a selfless hero this author is. He is showing us mortals how unenlightened we are. He is our savior that has come to free us from the shackles of self image. He is here to show us that being healthy and fit is not what we should strive for.
This self righteous scumbag is literally defecating on the hard work of all the people on www.reddit.com/r/loseit
The souls that have taken on the challenge of reclaiming their life are the ones that deserve our applause.
This man deserves nothing more than scorn for he is an attention whore who hides behind the veil of “self-confidence.”
I will shame you and the wares you peddle. You do not give people solutions, you attempt to give them a rationalization, you want to give them a way out. Dr. Kevorkian.
You sir. Quit. You sir are attempting to make yourself feel better because you are not comfortable in your skin and require others like you to sing you praise in the comments of your blog.
You want to feel better about yourself, then make yourself into the person you wish to be.
Put in the blood, sweat, and tears. Put in the hours. Put in the sacrifices.
Stop being a Quitter.
Become a success story. Like this kid:
Come at me haters.
How to Peacock.
If you read these words there is a great chance you are familiar with game and the PUA mentality. I’m sure some of you have overused negs and whatever else is out there.
The PUA’s did one great service: shown the world that you can attain what was once thought unattainable.
The PUA’s did one great disservice: cured the symptoms, never cured the cause.
One popular PUA concept is the “peacocking mentality” though I am not sure if it is still practiced on the level it was years ago. I haven’t seen a furry hat in a while.
When I first learned of this concept I was incredulous. I would not be caught wearing a furry hat. I had blue hair in middle school and looked like an idiot. Never again.
However, I began to realize that humans peacock naturally.
When a man walks by a female he subconsciously stands straighter and puffs out his chest. Posturing.
If you want to become a greater peacock. Become an Apex Predator.
Silver-back Gorilla. Lion. Komodo Dragon. Honey Badger.
Study these animals. When they walk there is a level of explosive power that is waiting to be utilized to crush their enemies. They are nimble, not lumbering.
These beasts lazily look around them unconcerned of the other animals. They do not worry. When tested they disembowel their enemies. Carcasses remain as a warning.
Peacocks are not high on the food chain. Their plumage may allow them to sire progeny, but those obtrusive feathers also get them killed.
PUA’s told the fats that all they needed was nail polish and quirky clothing.
I’m telling you all you need is to stalk through the world with an aura of unbridled power.
An apex predator is cool and confident. Always in command. With graceful elegance.
Muscle heads lack this. They may be “threatening,” but they are not apex predators. They lack grace and more importantly functional strength. They wind easily when in a fight.
I’ve always been a big guy and any bouts with others I won due to physical luck. Then I started going to bars and recognized that smaller guys may start picking fights with me. Napoleon defense.
I was not confident in my ability to fight. Began training in Muay Thai.
My natural strength allowed me to lift heavy things, but I could not lift myself up a pull up bar. Calisthenics introduced.
While girls have mentioned that there are times I glide through a room. I want to glide at all times. Yoga and Dancing lessons attended.
There is a reason why prisons are the training grounds for Apex Predators. They are forced to survive by training their bodies and minds against constant threats. They are constantly tested.
We on the outside are blessed with a safe existence, yet we must not allow ourselves to become slothful. Threats are everywhere.
Worry about functional strength. Do not bother your mind with vanity muscles.
Forget the furry hat. Hit the gym.
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Reminder for the Baby Faced
If you are male. Your early twenties are the doldrums of your life.
You most likely have a baby face.
You are too young to be taken seriously.
You have to rely on the experience of others instead of your own.
You are too young to have any substantial wealth (unless your family gives it to you)
All you have is time, your own will, and your ambitions.
The truth is that you are stuck between childhood and people recognizing your potential. No one wants to hear you until you have spent the hours and blood building something you can sell.
As far as society is concerned all you are good for is canon fodder. Expendable.
There is perhaps no more disregarded demographic than the early twenty year old male. The government does not care for you, society pushes them to the wings. It is the worst of limbos for all it does is breed anxiety and fear.Uncertainty Personified.
As a twenty year old you are taught to be afraid of not having a female presence in your life, lacking employment, and the potential of never attaining the success of your parents in terms of material wealth. Straw Men.
As a twenty year old you are told that these are the “best years of your life” and all the freedom that you have. False tongues. These can never be the best years of your life and you very rarely have freedom.
Freedom requires financial independence.
Best years of your life require you to not worry about finances.
Freedom=Money being deposited into your accounts.
Your twenties only offer one gift: an opportunity to build yourself away from the prying eyes of the haters. Once you reach a certain age, people begin to question what you have accomplished. When you attain a level of recognition people begin to judge your constant move.
Your twenties offer anonymity from everyone. This is the time to build yourself.
We are in a recession that does not look as if it will abate in the future. 7 thin cows.
What to do in this time of dreary prospects when the girls flock to those with more money than you.
What to do as you work soul crushing jobs to pay bills.
What to do when you want to get out of this town, but you have no where to go but your parents basement.
Invest. In. Self.
Look towards the men of the Great Depression for inspiration. What helped them survive and then fight the Second Great War. Mental, Emotional, and Physical stability.
Take your early twenties and build your body. This is the first.
A strong body builds confidence. Confidence breeds emotional excellence. Second.
Emotional excellence allows for the mind to operate unhindered by personal diffidence. Master and Commander.
If your time was invested properly you will have many rewards. The worst case scenario: you have developed your own masculine ethos. Your Body: Solid. Your Mind: Clear. Your Emotions: Controlled.
Society wishes for you to suffer the brunt of its epicureanism. If you waste your early twenties you will find yourself succumbing to its shaming. Manning up is not buying a ring. Manning up is proudly displaying your chest mane.
There is nothing more dangerous than a man with confidence. There is nothing more dangerous than a man that answers only to himself. There is nothing more dangerous than a man that does not need society, but only himself.
To get to heaven you must traverse through hell.
Your. Feet.
It is no secret that females have an obsession with shoes. They pile them into their closest as if they were rations for a nuclear holocaust. One has to wonder why.
I have a two theories.
Feet are an erogenous zone due to all the nerve endings found there. A pair of shoes may stimulate those nerve endings differently from another pair. Since pleasure and pain activate the same part of the brain, a painful pair of heels may help release endorphins. BDSM on the Go.
Or it maybe because shoes tend to fit even if a girl puts on some chub. Unlike a dress.
Females thus have become very vigilant when it comes to noticing footwear. They are constantly on the lookout for new pairs and what their enemies may have procured. Fact finding mission. Shoes tell much about you.
I am constantly amazed how many guys wear running sneakers when they aren’t running. Flip flops outside of a sandy environment. Amateur hour.
Females associate a good vibe to the person who is wearing a good looking shoe. Utilize this to your advantage.
Have a number of shoes to use. Have pairs that are not flashy but have class.
Desert boots. Saddle Shoes. White Air Force Ones. Tassel loafers.
There are fashion blogs that deal with this. Peruse them.
Females always notice your shoes. Remember that. Look around you next time and see how many similar pairs you can spot.
Individuality.
Bold socks reign supreme.
Shoe care 101: Clean and crisp. Polished. Use a shoe horn.
You’re welcome haters.
Day 5
Yesterday you accomplished one of the most difficult challenges a man can experience. The pain was doubled for you brought it upon yourself.
However you stand in front of the mirror with a spine slowly becoming oak. We continue to carve. 16 Days remain.
Mission:
You’ve done good these last few days. That is if you weren’t a wuss and went out and completed each of the missions. I designed each of them to shock you out of your comfort zone and to prove that life only gets better once you stop walking hunched over.
Today I want you to go out to a bar (if you are under 21, go to a social area such as a mall or where youngsters congregate).
The goal is not to pick up any girl, but to study other guys attempt to pick up girls. People Watching.
If you’re at a bar, don’t get drunk. Kills the examination. Look at the groups of guys. Study how they attempt to hook a girl. See what they do right and memorize what they do wrong.
Remain till last call. That is when the desperation sets in and last ditch efforts are carelessly flung.
For the youngin’s you will see similar examples of males gallivanting attempting to impress girls with their foolish antics and “impressing her” maneuvers.
Sit back. OODA Loop.
The reason for this study most likely you acted and looked just like the other shlubs in the bar. Perspective. Mirror. Out of Body Experience.
Stop acting beta. Start thinking Alpha.
Till tomorrow.
Story of A Boy and A Girl.
Look at Rainn Wilson utilizing the alpha-dog pose. Examine his face. There is no goofy grin nor shinning eyes. He stares at the camera with a steely gaze and you can tell his veins are full of ice.
He is out of shape and almost fully nude with a teddy bear covering his boulders and spearhead of masculinity. He is not what we are told a man should appear and yet here he is before us, trumpets proclaiming his masculinity. Roses held as a conquering sword.
Peek to his left, the reader’s right. What poses before us but one of the most desirable girls in the world. Her toes pigeon-toed and her body leaning into him. Her arm is drapped over his naked shoulder while his arms appear no where near her.
Wilson shows no desire in his eyes for her and she knows not how to respond. She attempts to meekly rectify this. She is out of her element, a girl used to men fawning over her, hoping to touch her youthful skin and dream of her lips enveloping.
Can he hold his alpha demeanor or will he succumb to a more beta attitude. Will he let her conquer him with her seductive prowess or will he maintain the alpha frame of mind: not impressed by beauty alone.
Nope.
His shroud of alphadom shredded to a rag by the winds of weak mindset. His face breaks out in goofy smile and his head tilts with hopes of experiencing her fragrance. Desperation.
He will become self-conscious of his manhood, cloaking it with flowers. Boulders reduced to pebbles. Deflation.
Her eyes are not filled with the mirth. She is filled with disappointment. She thought she found a man who would become her rock with mindset immune to her beauty, charms, and bullshit. Tragedy.
With another man conquered, she will continue her search for a one who she can not defeat, a man with an oaken spine.
Stay strong my friends.
Caveman Redux.
In the last few months I have dramatically recalibrated myself. Alphadom is a constant process. It is a struggle to maintain. Many former alpha’s have fallen under the strain. Living an alpha lifestyle is similar to having an expensive car. The benefits are immediate: social agility, superior mindset, and spine carved out of oak. However, as with a car the costs of maintenance are hidden and expensive.
I myself have struggled with the challenges of avoiding the slip and slide towards mediocrity. This has led me to create my current lifestyle regime.
In recent weeks I have done an intensive study into evolutionary biology and psychology. I was first spurred by the famous Paleo-Diet (http://paleodietlifestyle.com/). The diet is based on eating like a caveman. After my own research into evo-bio and psych I began to realize that I needed to turn to my hunter/gatherer ancestors for the ultimate maintenance of alphadom. 2 million year warranty.
Caveman Diet.
Our bodies are the display cases of our mindset. One can judge a person by their appearance and be quite accurate in their assessment. What is on the inside translates to the outside. Truth. Hair is a natural indicator of health. As are symmetrical faces. Survival instincts.
The caveman lifestyle gave our ancestors powerful bodies. There were no chairs to sit on and do finance. There were beasts to be hunted and dwellings to protect. The human body is an engineering masterpiece and cavemen knew how to sustain it.
I have been on this diet for two months and the results have been staggering. I have reached the point where I can make out the veins upon my torso. Furthermore I have more energy and my mind has not been clouded by lethargic musings. I run like a Patek.
The caveman diet is based on eating foods that were accessible during the times of originals. This means that gluten, milk, and fruits are done with.
I eat whenever and whatever amounts I want as long as I follow these guidelines:
Acceptable: vegetables, meat, nuts, fruits (but not too much)
Unacceptable: pasta, grains, dairy, beans and legumes, sugar
Liquid of choice: Water, I can never drink enough of it.
I have included a cheat day which for me is Saturday when I allow myself to eat and drink (booze day) whatever I want. The rest of the 6 days of the week I stay within the guidelines set forth. Bing it for more details.
Caveman Workout.
I have come to believe that the human body was designed to accomplish tasks in a certain way. This has caused me reevaluate how I work out.
I train Muay Thai not only for self-defense reasons, but I have come to realize that it is the closest I will come to the modern day equivalent of joining in a hunt. Muay Thai utilizes the entire body and puts your mind in a combat mindset, similar to our ancestral hunters.
Our ancient forefathers did not lift heavy rocks and weird patterns. I follow the same rules. While they had carcasses of beasts and perhapse tree trunks, I use a combination of my own body weight and weights at the gym.
The exercises that I do are: knuckle pushups, pull-ups, squats, deadlifts, and the bench press. I have broken everything down to compound exercises of the pushing or pulling variety.
I no longer run long distances. I only sprint. The human legs were designed to sprint and not marathon running. I do the same with a regiment of running HIIT.
Caveman Mindset.
Dearest readers you must take a moment and pause. While we have accumulated knowledge we have sacrificed survival skills. Yes the ancients were intelligently inferior to us, however they were able to pass on the genes that allow us to be enter the world two millennia later.
We have been stupidly told to live everyday as if it was our last. Live like that and you cannot survive tomorrow. The Cavemen were wiser. Live for tomorrow, but remember you could die tonight. Partial clairvoyance. This is why we have farming today, the Caveman mindset preparing for tomorrow.
Advice: Avoid credit card debt.
I have begun to think as a caveman. Man can plan, but life constructs. I no longer allow myself to become excited even with a sure thing. I do not allow my emotions to take hold and instead opt for Arctic levels of calculation.
Cavemen knew that life is a bitch and she is always having puppies. They did not allow this to break their spirit.
Cavemen knew that the females are searching for the best resources and genes available. This is why humor is directly correlated to levels of testosterone. Jezebel fans: Humor is a male trait and it helps us in the sexual marketplace. So is building civilizations and developing cures. Success and renown: aphrodisiac.
Cavemen knew that predators were both inside and outside the tribe. They learned to trust their family and few friends. Veins of ice, love of blood.
I am happy to report that my alpha presence is at all times high. My body has been running at peak conditions. Furthermore my T levels have been through the roof causing my motivation to sky rocket. I am living a lifestyle that the haters cannot process. Scoreboards do not lie.
Alpha tip of the day: B12 vitamins.
For the Ladies – Alphadom Diet
Many of my posts share the better life that a man can attain if he subscribes to the lifestyle of alphadom. I have highlighted how an alpha state of mind, spirit, and body can bring bounty, freedom, and a life one may be proud of.
I have neglected my largest audience segment, the girls. Yes girls read and praise my blog more so than guys. In my own life it is girls that tend to defend me from the haters. This post is for you girls.
Girls are ruled by their emotions. This is scientific. The female brain is more wired and more developed in the cortex of the brain that is related to emotions than men. One of the greatest emotions a girl utilizes is jealousy. Jealousy can fuel a girl’s warpath as well as her work towards beauty.
I have seen a jealous girl rediscover love as well as destroy her enemies. Jealousy is the stimulant that can propel a girl from obscurity to stardom. It is the vehicle that can strengthen or weaken love.
To all you girls I compel you to harness this powerful emotion that courses through your very essence. Do not be ashamed of it. Utilize it. Harness it. Use an alpha-male to learn how to control it.
One of the dangers of a prosperous society is a life of bounty. Prosperity = obesity. Obesity can make anyone physically unappealing. Truth. In recent years liberal minded campuses and hateful TV personalities have spread a gospel of “love your body the way it is.”
To those unfamiliar, people are being told to love having more rolls than a bakery. They are told that their knee sweat stains are normal. They are told the ideal of physically fit people is not for everyone. They attempt to tell girls that men will look beyond their physical attractiveness and want to sleep with a girl due to her personality, career, wittiness, and perhaps even her “sexual liberation.” These feel-good peddlers care nothing about the dangerous of being obese.
Honesty is my greatest strength. To all the girls this is the only thing that I can offer you without question. Men do not want to sleep with your personality. We do not care about your career when we are undressing you. In the throes of passion all that we think about is the flesh before us. Passionate sex is a pursuit of lustful beasts. Modern thoughts have no place in that bedroom.
I believe that any girl can be beautiful. Girls are genetically designed to be more beautiful than men. This has been scientifically proven. Bing it. However due to the success of the human race, beauty can easily become obscured by saturated fats and the norm of eating ice-cream when sad.
History lesson. Humans come from ancestors that were hunters and forgers. They were constantly hungry. In times of prosperity they would stuff their faces because tomorrow’s meal was not guaranteed. Our prime directive is twofold – procreation and gluttony. Females once they found a supporting mate put on pounds for their pregnancy. Larger girls made healthier babies.
Yes our path towards obesity is a genetic survival instinct. We live in a modern world with programming from a time past. This is a challenge everyone of us struggles with. I myself was forced to override my ancient survival instincts. The path was challenging, but my alpha mentality overcame genes.
Girls look around you, more and more of western girls are becoming obese. It is not a good look. Do not make excuses for yourselves. Do not use the tired line that “big girls were sexy back in the Middle Ages.” That is the greatest lie perpetuated by obese apologists. The Catholic Church wanted larger girls in paintings and such in order to not inspire sexual desire.
Fit girls are boner inspiring.
If you want to be healthy and feel attractive, find yourself an alpha-male. He will help you utilize the powerful emotion of jealousy to get you fit for summertime.
An alpha-male has options. An alpha-male is found to be attractive by more girls than usual. An alpha-male rarely gives a girl the vibe that their relationship is written in stone. All these things are the reasons that help a girl stay fit and healthy.
A male with options that is found attractive by other girls will raise the hydra known as jealousy within the soul of a girl. A girl who knows she has an attractive mate knows that vultures fly overhead. She knows that her man would be the trophy of many girls. She wants that trophy for herself.
A girl with an alpha-male will look at the competition. She will see the lewd secretive gestures the girls make to her man. How they run their fingers slowly and seductively down the stem of their wine glasses. How they tilt their heads baring their necks. How they attempt to get close and place their hands upon him. Like a lioness she will be bare her fangs to the competition. She will show her man that her body is superior to the banshees that are currently enveloping him. She will demonstrate the superiority of her technique.
A girl that dates or spends time with an alpha male is not ruled by her consciousness. She does not think to herself of how “independent” she is. There is a more sinister plot afoot: the machinations of her animalistic subconscious. Blank Slate Theory is dead.
A girl whose relationship is written in stone prepares herself for pregnancy no matter what age she is. The mind has a programming stronger than your thoughts. Similar to our ancestors, a girl with a long term boyfriend who she believes will be around will begin to get plump. Her body is preparing for child-rearing. This only happens in relationships where the girl believes the guy’s investment in her is solidified. An alpha-male never gives off such a vibe.
An alpha-male may love her to the point that if a girl asked he would give her the moon. However the alpha-male tendency to never defer to the world’s expectations keeps the female hind brain on tip-toes. It never has a chance to become secure. Ancestral programming. Take a look at George Clooney, he has been dating the same girl for years. She is in her late 30’s possibly early 40’s and she holds her beauty together. Clooney told her that he loves her, but no marriage awaits her by his hand. This lack of reproductive security keeps her at tip-top shape.
Your mind knows a fit body will inspire alpha males.
Your body knows it can start become bigger when it has attained relationship security.
Girls, if you want to truly stay fit and be healthy, find yourself an alpha male. Even if you feel that he cares for you through his tender touch or because you are one of the few people that he treats kindly, your hindbrain will never be secure in the thought that your body should start packing on the pounds for pregnancy.
My father flirts with other girls in front of my mother. It may seem disgusting or terrible to some of you. However the fact is, I see my mother’s attraction and love for him grow with each flirtation. He is an honorable man and the John F. Kennedy Method is not of his character. She knows this, but something in her primal instincts is stirred when he spits game.
Frank Sinatra’s wife was not able to curb her husband’s adulterous gallivanting until she herself made him find her irresistible. She lead him back to her bed through her siren song of keeping her figure and wearing clothes more sexily. Her own alpha-male inspired her to keep him to herself.
Beauty is skin deep. Plenty of research on this. Bing it. Beauty denoted to our ancestors healthy and child-bearing females to save our race. We haven’t overridden it. C’est la vie.
