Why I'm Loving Life

Do you remember Prince of Persia from RSDn? 

Nah dude only really watched frontpage vids

Just stumbled across some of pimp of persia's articles, AMAZING. The dude seems to have had similar epiphanies to mine, just coming from a different angle

Yo Dark, 

This is some seriously on-point shit. Incredible stuff, man. 

It's interesting- I actually have had this same exact experience, but it tends to only last for a couple months at a time, and then it will go away, and then maybe come back, but it's never permanent. Is this something you believe is a permanent shift in your mind-state?

Also, with regards to the more personal stuff you shared, that's gotta be rough. The coolest part about this (even though it's probably the very aspect of all of this that's tough) is that your shift in mind-state is occurring simaltaneously with the actions your taking. Forgiving people in the type of situation you mentioned is tough (let alone just every-day life). 

Seriously solid shit.

Yo this is sweet. I've been going through the same thing past few weeks and it's been a trip. 

This is you tapping into your inner masculinity. You wanted to be angry at your friends ex but you denied yourself releasing an emotion in order to achieve your highest purpose in that moment, for the feminine energy you love.

Keep finding girly energy and then fight for it... Then insert your penis into it and accept the glory ;)

Darkrain give me some of the "hardest" things you've ever done. Physically/emotionally/mentally 

@pottedflowers This was actually one of the first things I thought afterwards - I've had a lot of 'epiphanies' that seem huge at the time then lose their importance, this seemed different even at the time. The way I see people has changed dramatically, I'm feeling genuine empathy for the first time in my memory. It's not like I'm viewing the world differently, it's like the world itself has changed. Is it possible to come back from that?

Thanks for the comment, guys like you on this forum have definitely been an influence. Peace

@icewahine haha that gave me a big fucking grin. That might be our greatest gift as men, temporary separation from female energy so we can experience it and play with it in delicious ways.

Darkrain I see you erased all that. The bottom line is you have yet to really experience the masculine core. You're floating in the communal boundaries of your college bubble. 

Fair point

Sometimes I feel like this too. I've never had to experience anything truly awful by default, i'm very priviledged.

Soccer training was without a doubt one of the hardest things I've ever done, since it was at such as high level. Unforuntately, I don't think I let myself learn from it enough, so i'm gonna have to hit it with more intensity next season.

I've definitely struggled with a lot of shit before, but it has never been do or die, and honestly I feel bad about it. 

meow when i was in highschool sports helped me so much. I wasnt allowed to join as a kid then when I was in grade 10 said fuck that noise and joined a bunch of my friends in rugby. I sucked donkey dick when I first joined never really playing any serious organized violent sport before and also being a 6'2 string bean. I never used physical agression outside of extreme anger before. And even then it was usually regretted soon after or against inanimate objects.

So I hit a few people, see that is kinda fun but see me get benched most games and all my friends kill it.

Grade 11 rolls around and first game is here. I know I have extreme agression in me, I've seen it, I have just never used it in a positive way before. I didn't know how, I see my friends exceling. I wanted to be there with them. They all had years for organiazed sports. I am not nearly as skillful as them. Well.. What do I have? A will to succeed.

I get put on first as a way to preserve the starter in my position for later. First whistle blows of the first preseason game of the year. We punt and the opposing 6'4 200lbs native indian full back catches the and starts running at our goal line. While everyone is jogging towards him haphazardly, not wanting to put themselves out there, not wanting to get injured, not wanting to embarass themselves in front of all the cute babes in the stands - I begin sprinting full force. I sharpen my breath, I begin channeling the rage I have inside of me, the rage of the metal music I listened to before the game. I throw my shoulder into his gut; wrapping my arms around him, lifting him slightly. Legs pumping the entire time. I plowed the beastly 40-pound-heavier kid so hard on his back he had to leave the field.

The next game approaches and even though I had a great game, was left in to play I STILL didn't believe I had much value. I undercut myself so much even after finding my talent for the team. I was sitting at lunch with a few of the guys and one of the captains. They talked about my game. I said thanks, its just too bad I didn't make starter, in a tone that made me sound sad and pathetic.

They all looked at me in disbelief. I was shocked. "what? i won't start in the season opener." I believe the captains exact words were "the fuck?! you smoked bitches."

The rest of the team was so SO pumped for my success. They even SHARED that with me during and after the game. My brained filtered the praise as negative still! I rationalized.. Oh they are just think I did good because who could ever think IM as good as they are.

Well I started that game and the next season as well. Its a shame I forgot that valueable lesson until now. Damn I miss playing Rugby.

SWEET POST icewahine!

Me same thing icewahine.

This is why I designed some of the drills in Week #2 *cough embarrassing stories drill* to begin rewiring old memories to fit the correct image of yourself.

Me same thing as manwhore.

Thats why beacause of said drills my subconcious has literally been rewiring my memory and expanding and opening up new/forgotten areas of my mind. Dammit manwhore. I have a hard time getting a good nights sleep on those days!