Simple love

There is countless interpretations of love, going from mundane to the extreme. Fantasy and taking place in everyday life, there is love still all around us. Even if all I seem to see is the contrary. You can’t so easily change our nature, our need to connect and feel each other. It isn’t about going out there pumped full of testosterone. It isn’t about asking every woman out until one says yes. This isn’t about accumulating massive amounts of wealth. Nor are we really here to receive superpowers. We are here to be normal, to have a clear mind that can see the now blurred lines. How can we possibly repair the damage if we are still doing it? How the hell are you gonna be a man if you push all your blame on women? When we blame porn we aren’t blaming these women or even the men. We blame his faceless system that chews our children up and spits them out. Sure keep saying “I’d hate to have a daughter” that’s nice, but doesn’t give you a pass to treat other people’s like garbage. I’m not some white knight either, im a young man as many of you are. Fed this message by guys who just want an army of followers. Andrew tate doesn’t know who you are and he doesn’t care. Neither does Peterson or any of the others because they simply can’t. Don’t expect them to ever give you a handout or come rescue you. I know most of you get that, but we got these young boys growing up and spouting off nonsense. It’s religion without the morals, this blueprint to life that doesn’t even exist for 1/2 a percent of us. So if you are a little fat, If you got no damn money or a job, if you literally waste time all day. What chance are you really gonna have? Are we gonna wait around for sex robots that are programmed by the very same people hurting us now? Or will you simply say not my problem like everyone else? This is fucking ridiculous how many bystanders there are. How many people jump on the other side, the easy side and call us weirdos for not touching ourselves. But perverts for indulging, I’d rather be a weird fool of a man. Then a drooling pervert that can’t even look a woman in the eyes. The weirdo has character has a presence, the pervert just can’t keep his hands to himself. This is just a rant as most of my posts are, maybe not even helpful, but this is what I feel. You should write what you really feel no matter how it makes you look. We are here to heal, not to show off our streaks to another guy watching his own.