The Philosophy of Vibe

There are many kinds of love. Men, only love Platonically within your vested brotherhood. Women, you are nothing without loving others, and that is your lithe art.

There are many kinds of fear. Men, do not express fear emotionally. Women, the bankster’s disinformation campaign can succeed only so long, for your reliances on dark feminine arts, being legion, is made fugly bare.

Men, fear is good only as a warning to act upon or not. Men, love women only as salve redounding to your harmonious welfare and order. Love without fear is pure narcissism, and that’s what women love because women are their base instincts honed by feral selection long past. Women are maladaptive to property rights. Women are maladaptive to culture, being not merely acultural but anticultural.

Men, women despise to their cockled cores being truly loved by independent agency, and that is what masculinity is. Women love masculinity only to be used by masculine narcissism, for feral love can only be lust. What can a woman offer the independence she craves and jealously hates other than carnal pleasures and equalizing treachery?

The sexes harmonize only exactly as Hillel the PUA hath revealed. The societal brotherhood is first, and the family for woman and child is second. It is written a man without vested sovereignty over his very castle and person has no domestic room for a wife and still himself. Woe to the believers of blue pill, for they eternally double down on being the nice guy. No one is more slave than he who falsely believes himself to be free, and the egalitarian productive man is reduced in spirit to an ox.

The dependency of women is stronger than the dependency of men because woman is designed to be the feminine complement of humanity. Femininity is utilitarian dependency. Masculinity is orderly independence, a mysterious notion to women. Men, the only mystique is masculine. Vibe in the primal terms female tingles can understand, with fearless narcissistic reverence for your own brand of awesome independence. Here endeth the epistle.

—‘Reality’ Doug, 09 January 2014


About ‘Reality’ Doug

I'm feed up with herd people, so civil and uncivilized, these feckless barbarians with manicures. Where is Galt's Gulch? and where are the people to go there? Who am I? Who is John Galt?
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