To know Where he is headed without any attachment or resentment
to the destination,
To be the action or the Decision without thought, no matter what
the situation involves,
To speak without hesitation, anticipation, or expectation,
no matter who or how many are addressed,
are the things that truly exemplify being a Man.
In my quest to arrive at this Ultimate that hides both behind the label of Man,
and the glimpses of the innate drive I only used to catch here and there,
I have been led astray countless times.
Most of these distractions appeared to be as something that was
showing me a way out when I was stuck in conflict and
unfulfillment. Little did my unsure and boyish
self knew, a "way out" of conflict is
always a way back into it.
For conflict is merely
a symptom and not
The Disease.
"Manliness" is a lie.
"Manosphere", being a community, is a bastardization of that lie.
One can estimate the impurity and ignorance that breeds in such silliness.
No wonder petty and at times, degenerate topics crawl their way up to
be the central agenda of their "proceedings",
which are but futile exercises of elevating the Mind,
and then cleverly ignoring its resultant depression.
What keeps such asininity going,
is not who or how they "help",
but their unawareness of the hide-and-seek
they play with their deeper resentment for Truth,
which is but an escape from their mundane and diseased life.
If a man is serious about himself,
let he be reminded that the Sun does not run after shadows.
Neither it is in the slightest interest of the Sun,
to create shadows.
The Sun just...Shines.
May his seriousness guide him to the realization
about the many perils of the world of information.
For the man still basking in unseriousness,
nothing much can be done.
But may he at least be warned that information "about himself"
is his greatest foe.
For information is the gateway into the Mind.
And the Mind is not just his kryptonite, but one
that will time and again disguise as some powerful steroid.
He already has the two things that will guide him to Him,
and make the Mind a glorious ally in the process...
1. The undeniably obvious visceral desire deep inside him.
2. The Moment staring at him in the face.
As the charge indicator on my laptop dropped by a percent,
it reminded me of the fact that "my last day" was now
closer in spacetime than it was a few moments ago.
And though Writing is slowly revealing its
true colors of being more than just an
action being done through me,
my devotion will always be
the need of the Moment.
Thus, to the Moment,
I must return.
Thank you.