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Why is it so difficult for normies to see the blackpills truth?

Tarblackpill

Tarblackpill

There will be so much grief.
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I mean, things are freaking self evident. Their OWN experience validate it, but for some reason they keep clinging on this retarded notion of "love" or "sexual opportunity equality" ending up blaming themselves for their failures/rejections.

You are NOT at fault if you have done everything in your power and did not achieve a "happy ending".

It is not foids' fault either for being foids. The blackpill is not irrational hate. It is not entitlement it is not narcissism.

It is reality. A reality without sugar coating, and without needless hopes.

As someone once said. "Depression is the absence of necessary delusions". It was not well understood as it seems.....and it ended on some emo chick's facebook wall.

Contemplate it a little bit. See around. Forget the rage for a moment and JUDGE if what we say is actually disprovable.
 
Normies are heavily brainwashed by soyciety brother thats why. Not to forget to mention that they are also mentally deranged and delusional
They seem to get very shocked when people go ER in Counter Strike though.
 
Most people would rather live in denial instead of accepting the facts.
 
They consume much more mainstream media than we do.
Plus they have positive experiences that back up their bluepilled delusions, even if they cannot come close to what Chad and Stacy experience.
 
They consume much more mainstream media than we do.
Plus they have positive experiences that back up their bluepilled delusions, even if they cannot come close to what Chad and Stacy experience.
 
They have an inflated sense of ego and pride which obstructs them from seeing reality for what it is.
 
We all found the blackpill after years of loneliness and celibacy. Normies don't experience that degree of loneliness. They're always busy doing some irrelevant crap. Consequently, they don't get much free time to detach from this clown world to do some introspection.

In order to fathom the bleakness of this particular life situation you have to live it. You have to live through the lonely nights where you're laying in your bed, all alone, wanting to hug someone only to find no one around. You have to live the afternoons after a long day where you come to an empty room that seems to be getting smaller and smaller each day. You have to go through the dinners where you food tastes like nothing and you're in a state of absence.

At night your mind starts wandering...sometimes you find yourself contemplating suicide, at others you are detached from the world, living in a fantasy you've constructed in your head. But for the most part, you're thinking how did you end up in this position. You start wondering where it all went to hell. Opportunities you think you've missed out on start popping out of nowhere. You get a little dizzy, so you lay down. A notification makes your iPhone's screen light up! In that brief moment you forget about your headache and jump as quickly as possible to see who sent you a message only to discover that it was some ad from your phone company telling you there's 20% off some product. You put your phone down -- you even shove it away in frustration -- and you get back to thinking. This time you sink into deep thought. You close your eyes to imagine a better world; a world where you're not lonely at this time of night, a world where you're not comforting yourself by hugging your pillow all while your tears are rolling down your cheeks and leaving marks on the pillow, a world where you're hugging a human being instead. A human being that wants you and is actually afraid of losing you. You imagine a world where human touch is more than just a word you use to express your frustrations. Words like love, intimacy, and connection become reality. Most importantly, you imagine a world where you not trapped by loneliness.

Loneliness is the monster that's been haunting you for years. You're never safe from it, not even in your dreams. It relentlessly chases you and tries to push you off the cliff into the abyss. But you fight it! Your best efforts are directed towards killing this monster to the point where it becomes an obsession. During the war with loneliness, you find yourself considering things you always deemed as unthinkable. But no matter how hard you try, your efforts wind up being futile. Loneliness seems to always be winning. Then it dawns on you; you're losing because you're fighting it all alone. You rise up, open you computer and start surfing the internet, looking for some support. You find a couple of forums where some people interact with you at first, but they all slowly fade away as time goes by. Their empty promises; platitudes like "Just be patient and good things will come your way " or "everything will be fine, I promise" pop up in your head every once in a while to remind you that these are nothing more than words. In a desperate attempt for finding comfort and solace you start looking for dating apps. For a brief moment, you could almost see yourself meeting "the one" (oh...the o'l bluepilled times). You set up an account. You're read! You're ready to mindlessly swipe right on every face that shows up on your screen. It is evident that it'll never go anywhere, it's clear as day that none of the people you're seeing care about you, they all probably have a more fulfilling life than yous. Yet, you spend countless hours swiping, sometimes without even looking because you don't care how the person on the other side looks like. All you want is another human being you could talk to.

Normies never experience any of that. Therefore, they stay oblivious to it (and to the blackpill).
 
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They come from a perspective of inundated naïvety and privilege; It is hard to teach someone of a truth they believe they've already learned.
 
Most men won't admit something they're not in control of (looks) is severely limiting their lives. They have to come up with self-boasting lies/exaggerations and copes.
 
The whole society is stupid. There is no such thing as shyness and social awkwardness. It's a natural state of being for lesser and inferior organisms. Confidence is a myth. Confident people never think of themselves as confident, they just exist with all their weaknesses and strenghts. Anyone who think that it's possible to build 'confidence' is a retard. Even after years of therapy for low-self esteem twat like this below will feel awkward in the presence of a top-class foid like in photo below, because it's FUCKING REALITY.

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They consume much more mainstream media than we do.
Plus they have positive experiences that back up their bluepilled delusions, even if they cannot come close to what Chad and Stacy experience.
They don't think that watching other people's lives ( even fictional such as in soap operas ) is a pinnacle of stupidity, for example.
 
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Indoctrinated and grand delusion
 
We all found the blackpill after years of loneliness and celibacy. Normies don't experience that degree of loneliness. They're always busy doing some irrelevant crap. Consequently, they don't get much free time to detach from this clown world to do some introspection.

In order to fathom the bleakness of this particular life situation you have to live it. You have to live through the lonely nights where you're laying in your bed, all alone, wanting to hug someone only to find no one around. You have to live the afternoons after a long day where you come to an empty room that seems to be getting smaller and smaller each day. You have to go through the dinners where you food tastes like nothing and you're in a state of absence.

At night your mind starts wandering...sometimes you find yourself contemplating suicide, at others you are detached from the world, living in a fantasy you've constructed in your head. But for the most part, you're thinking how did you end up in this position. You start wondering where it all went to hell. Opportunities you think you've missed out on start popping out of nowhere. You get a little dizzy, so you lay down. A notification makes your iPhone's screen light up! In that brief moment you forget about your headache and jump as quickly as possible to see who sent you a message only to discover that it was some ad from your phone company telling you there's 20% off some product. You put your phone down -- you even shove it away in frustration -- and you get back to thinking. This time you sink into deep thought. You close your eyes to imagine a better world; a world where you're not lonely at this time of night, a world where you're not comforting yourself by hugging your pillow all while your tears are rolling down your cheeks and leaving marks on the pillow, a world where you're hugging a human being instead. A human being that wants you and is actually afraid of losing you. You imagine a world where human touch is more than just a word you use to express your frustrations. Words like love, intimacy, and connection become reality. Most importantly, you imagine a world where you not trapped by loneliness.

Loneliness is the monster that's been haunting you for years. You're never safe from it, not even in your dreams. It relentlessly chases you and tries to push you off the cliff into the abyss. But you fight it! Your best efforts are directed towards killing this monster to the point where it becomes an obsession. During the war with loneliness, you find yourself considering things you always deemed as unthinkable. But no matter how hard you try, your efforts wind up being futile. Loneliness seems to always be winning. Then it dawns on you; you're losing because you're fighting it all alone. You rise up, open you computer and start surfing the internet, looking for some support. You find a couple of forums where some people interact with you at first, but they all slowly fade away as time goes by. Their empty promises; platitudes like "Just be patient and good things will come your way " or "everything will be fine, I promise" pop up in your head every once in a while to remind you that these are nothing more than words. In a desperate attempt for finding comfort and solace you start looking for dating apps. For a brief moment, you could almost see yourself meeting "the one" (oh...the o'l bluepilled times). You set up an account. You're read! You're ready to mindlessly swipe right on every face that shows up on your screen. It is evident that it'll never go anywhere, it's clear as day that none of the people you're seeing care about you, they all probably have a more fulfilling life than yous. Yet, you spend countless hours swiping, sometimes without even looking because you don't care how the person on the other side looks like. All you want is another human being you could talk to.

Normies never experience any of that. Therefore, they stay oblivious to it (and to the blackpill).
 

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