Moments of Aeoli Pera
I'll dig up some genuinely impressive observations, of which I find use for everyday. These are all derived from aeolipera.wordpress.com. For the sake of good sporting, I'll be deriving this from my quote collection instead of directly from his blog. Except for this one:
Plus, something I’ve learned over and over is that most of what we assume is mental is actually just physical health.
Oh and I very much agree that the best way to have lasting magic in one’s life is to be capable and competent at dealing with problems and overcoming obstacles, rather than to pretend they don’t exist- as some people seem to think. (Is this Mental Outlaw's?)
I think pain is our primary connection to the real world, i.e. the difference between dreaming and being awake (or “woke” ;D). One of the consequences of this is that pain produces fear, fear produces reflection, anticipation, and forethought, these produce causal thinking, and causal thinking produces wisdom…leading inevitably to my pre-existing heuristic that wisdom = pain * IQ. That is, pain is the reason we ask “why” questions.
A possible practical use for these ramblings would be for creative types to schedule reflective time after stressful situations, in order to distill top-shelf loosh. Pretty basic bitch, but worth reiterating.
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I believe it can be explained by the extreme selective effects of slavery in human history. Women hate enslaved men because for thousands of years there has been no quicker route to genetic extinction than bearing the child of a fellow slave. This explains the disgust women feel toward submissive male behaviors.
In contrast, women love the signals given off by known classes of non-slaves, particularly the masters, overseers, whip-hands, and occasionally free men. The successful slave women of history would have desperately tried to get such a man to fall in love with her in order to escape the meatgrinder of general work detail. Therefore, a man who wishes to deceitfully signal high-status ought to act and dress like a slave owner, slave trader, or slave breaker. (Generally speaking, the fraction of free men in historical societies has been vanishingly small.)
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“Never make excuses, never complain, and never explain anything to anyone.” That put me on my back foot when I saw it first. The idea, as a sperg, of never explaining anything to anyone is truly shocking. We pretty much only socialize via shop talk. If not for shop talk we simply wouldn’t talk to anyone about anything. But as my melonhead grows in, I begin to understand that this is the most profound advice you could give for living in a society.
This is what success looks like. It’s not about creating value, it’s about showing up and doing enough to meet expectations. I’m not saying you have to embrace the nihilistic void and become a monster to make money, fuck your waifu, and hatch a brood of neanderniglets. But I am saying that to achieve your vision, you have to sacrifice your ideals. Understanding the nobility of realism is one of those tricky paradoxes, like charity.
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The traditional advice, as I understand it, is to study great men and learn humility by a sense of relative inferiority. This is folly. To compare oneself with a peer group of great men is to presuppose these superior men as peers, firstly, which leads to hubris. We can observe the wages of this in the pedestrian follies of those who spend their heroic talents on heroic levels of dilletantism. To avoid comparison with lesser men is alienating, secondly, and leads to inhumanity. We can observe the wages of such creatures in Silicon Valley and the final circle of hell, which is reserved for men who conspicuously failed to mention that feelings of shared kinship were not mutual.
The best answer I can think of is to meditate on God’s impending judgment with fear and trembling. In fact, the best sign of imminent destruction is a man who looks to the day of judgment with a sense of gleeful abandon. This does not indicate a realistic sense of perspective, much less wisdom. God demands much more than our best, which he describes as filthy rags. The greatest saints knew this: at their best moments, they should have done better. Much better. If we are confident let it be because we remember, from the all-too-recent creases in our ass cheeks, that God is great in patience and mercy. Anyone who falls on this stone will be broken to pieces; anyone on whom it falls will be crushed. Therefore let us fall into the hands of the Lord, for his mercy is great; but do not let me fall into human hands.
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Eve took the apple, and if Adam wants to be in charge he has to take responsibility for things that aren’t his fault. That’s how being in charge works. It means being on the hook for the results that happen under your charge, full stop. The only unforgivable sin a leader can commit is weakness. If God lost the battle with Satan, we wouldn’t care about his ideas of morality anymore. There’s literally no reason to be good to normies other than serving God. They don’t deserve shit from me. So I treat them better than they deserve without expecting appreciation. The hard limit on benevolent leadership is morality because immoral people will always tear nice things to pieces, it’s just logistically impossible to be genteel with people who aren’t good. If people want better leadership, they have to choose between being better followers or becoming the leaders they want to have and carrying the ingrates on their backs themselves. If they choose neither, then they’ll be ruled by the worst man in the room, and it won’t bother me because I have enough to worry about herding my own NPCs.
I’d rather be nice to you people but this isn’t a negotiation. Reasoning with children is a category error. Any ghetto nigger can tell you acting right is about respect and respect is about consequences. You will always have the leader your morality deserves.
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The difference between a life spent well and a life spent poorly is valuing things precisely and getting a good return on any tradeoffs. Therefore, I need to be very clear about what I value, and how much I value those things. As a rule of thumb, I measure my prosperity by the average amount of time I can sit and look at the grass each day for no reason.
Considerations:
- Quality-adjusted years of life
- Sleep
- Health: Sleep, diet/hydration, lifting, cardio, alone time
- God’s favor
- Being around people I like
- Working with people I like
- Creative output
- God’s favor can’t be priced and shouldn’t be spent, but the others can be treated as currencies to spend well as part of a better life.
I’d sum this up as “show neither disrespect nor submission”.
In action, this means to continually detach with perfect etiquette (as defined by the situation–being posh in the ghetto is not appropriate to the situation). Their minds are a stew of toxicity and predation–any show of either disrespect or submission or both will enter you into a dominance hierarchy with them. The laws of body language and who is or isn’t a part of their inner world are concepts surprisingly fixed in the heads of savages and other ne’er-do-wells. If you follow these rules and the person isn’t either 1) fixated on you for personal reasons or 2) a routine predator that has been protected from social punishment, then you’re going to be able to short-circuit their attention and dominance displays. They’re almost certainly not more patient than you, so their brain is constantly asking “Why not somebody more dramatic and exciting?”
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The principle generalizes to kin, kith, nation, etc. in weaker forms, appropriate to the devotion we owe to such things (as compared to our own children). To be explicit, what I’m saying is if you don’t invest an irrational level of effort into the people you love, to the point that it hurts you deeply and personally to see them fall, then you are certainly a wicked person who’s going to Hell and still in need of salvation.
There is still much to be said about the Al-Anon concept of “detaching with love” (our loved ones are clearly addicts headed for a rock bottom and possibly death) but I think modern people need to start at the foundation, which is the loving part. You have to want to take care of other people before you start wanting to take care of yourself to take care of other people, because getting those backward means purity-spiraling into psychopathy and preaching about bootstraps to maximize your holier-than-thou passive upcummies stream. This is one of those paradoxes like “in order to live you have to give your life away to God”.
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The key is that the argument is very simple. Don’t argue the evidence or the details. Keep it simple and maintain frame: He was a meth dealer, and that’s why I don’t support him. Even if you’re wrong about something, they can’t hang you for it because the court of public opinion doesn’t believe in objective facts. UNLESS you admit you got a fact wrong or apologize, in which case they’ll lynch you.
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The tl;dr of yesterday’s effortboast is that women sexually crave the sensation of being dwarfed by someone so physically strong (werewolf fantasy), so influential (billionaire), so morally unconstrained and dedicated to adventure (pirate), so perfectly dedicated to his high-status profession (surgeon), or so persuasive (vampire) that her agency is diminished to nothing in comparison. She exists only at his mercy and has no choices to make, except when a choice is tossed her way like a bone to a dog. Women are not offended by rape—pick a random romance novel off the shelf to dispel that notion—they are offended by rapists because rapists are (almost) uniformly weak men. To be raped by Conan would be traumatizing but acceptable, and she would still love her illegitimate little barbarian sprog. But to be temporarily possessed by a powerless man is an evolutionary ticket to a slow, painful extinction.
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“The most loving form of detachment I have found has been forgiveness. Instead of thinking of it as an eraser to wipe another’s slate clean or a gavel that I pound to pronounce someone “not guilty,” I think of forgiveness as a scissors. I use it to cut the strings of resentment that bind me to a problem or a past hurt. By releasing resentment, I set myself free.”
"Soda pop and late nights. That's what killing our people. Whites too. Acid in the blood and only a couple hours of deep sleep. You won't see nothing grow back on that, everything stays broken but people still got to get up in the morning for work. You call these rich people's houses after seven'o'clock, they've taken the phone off the hook. They in bed by that time. They don't drink that crap they only sell it. They got all organic inside they house. They don't drink nothing that comes out of the tap because they know better! You think they don't know what is killing the rest of us? Of course they do! This is stealth! This creeps in and kills you while you should be sleeping, real slow! Wake up! It is killing you where you don't see it!"
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