I know we all know that we will never find love. Validation. Affection. This is the fact of incel, the price of the blackpill.
But what if I told you that, even if we were all to become Chads today, that we will never find love? Not because we are unable to find happiness inherently (though one could make the case) but because in our society and culture, love is dead.
See the men and women engage in meaningless sex, even in passionate, long term relationships they just use each other. They know the taste of not one or two, but ten or twenty other lovers. They will never know devotion, dedication, or chastity. These things are important to love. They are the all important component that exists above biology, that once separated love from lust.
The idea of 'free' love was the final nail in the coffin of love. Because love is inherently not free. It is confined, between one man and one woman, not ten men an a hundred foids.
So even if we can somehow pass, looksmaxx and practice seeming nt (for the autismcels out there) we will never find love. The only reason why the normies still believe in love, beyond obligation and biological compulsion, is because they've yet to realize that the heart of its rotting corpse has ceased to beat.
Even to those who get laid, even to those who ascend. The problem has run so deep that the tendrils that bind us even creep up to chad and stacy.
To sum it up, there is no escape. There will never be escape.
But what if I told you that, even if we were all to become Chads today, that we will never find love? Not because we are unable to find happiness inherently (though one could make the case) but because in our society and culture, love is dead.
See the men and women engage in meaningless sex, even in passionate, long term relationships they just use each other. They know the taste of not one or two, but ten or twenty other lovers. They will never know devotion, dedication, or chastity. These things are important to love. They are the all important component that exists above biology, that once separated love from lust.
The idea of 'free' love was the final nail in the coffin of love. Because love is inherently not free. It is confined, between one man and one woman, not ten men an a hundred foids.
So even if we can somehow pass, looksmaxx and practice seeming nt (for the autismcels out there) we will never find love. The only reason why the normies still believe in love, beyond obligation and biological compulsion, is because they've yet to realize that the heart of its rotting corpse has ceased to beat.
Even to those who get laid, even to those who ascend. The problem has run so deep that the tendrils that bind us even creep up to chad and stacy.
To sum it up, there is no escape. There will never be escape.
