Caveat Emptor

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What does caveat emptor mean? It means: Let the buyer beware.

Right now the term Red Pill is getting a lot of press and momentum. There is even a movie about it. And it’s even mentioned in a TV series.

There’s also a fuck-ton of books, dvd’s, video’s, YouTube channels, online courses, and coaching out there.

A lot of people are capitalizing and making money on the term that is known as the Red Pill. Nothing wrong with that. Just be careful what you spend your time and money on. Much of it is fantastic. There’s even a subreddit that deals in it.

Something that Rollo Tomassi of the The Rational Male has said, and I’m going to shorten it and paraphrase it a little bit is this: If someone is offering you a “prescription” or a “12 step program”, they are trying to sell you something. Not all men are created equal. Not all systems and programs are going to work for everyone. Some guy on the internet is telling you that “You too can have any woman of your dreams! Looks, age, and money doesn’t matter!” You are being sold something. Chances are it’s bullshit. Looks matter. Your age CAN matter. Money CAN matter.

Unplugging from the matrix is hard. I won’t bullshit you. You will backslide. You will get complacent. You’ll get lazy and comfortable. You’ll want to fall back asleep and go back to your dreams and ideals of how things “ought” to be. You’ll assume that because you view reality a certain way, that that is how it is. It’s not. Reality just IS. It doesn’t give a shit what you think and it’s not going to be the way you think it ought to be.

I’m including a link to a video:

This video is about 2 hours and 25 minutes long. It’s not short. It’s worth the time to watch as these guys talk about “Purple Pill” coaches and the dangers, yes dangers, of getting sucked in to systems and programs that appear to help in unplugging, but can actually set you up for dependency on the system in question, or actually keep you in a Blue Pill ideal state. It can save you a lot of time, money, and heartache.

Take the time and watch it.

Thank me later.

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On the Outside Looking In

It’s strange, I’m sitting here on a flight back home and I’m looking and listening to the people around me. All their little conversations, a guy watching a sitcom in his phone. I remember what it was like when I was on the inside and I would watch the same sitcoms. How comfortable I felt. How safe. How IN I felt. Once I took the redpill that all changed.

I see the TV shows now and I see the bullshit and the lies. The fairy tales. “Sleep,” they say. “Consume.” “Go along to get along.”

“You too can have your One. She’s out there waiting for you. Just work harder, be nicer. Put her needs before your’s. Be attentive, be supportive, be a good listener. Good guys get the girl.”

Don’t have needs of your own, especially sexual needs. God forbid, you might actually offend her.

Good times.

Now days I am the outsider looking in and it’s surreal. It’s almost like the movie, “They Live,” where when you put the special glasses on, you see people for what they really are, not the disguise they have been wearing for most of your life.

The most interesting is my own family. If only I could redpill my mother. Get her away from the goddamn TV. It’s got to be exhausting being her. Being afraid, being uncertain. Waiting, begging the TV to tell her who and what to be afraid of next. I’m exhausted just thinking and writing about it.

Being on the outside is liberating, I wouldn’t change it for anything. But it can be lonely sometimes. Friends and family do not, cannot, or will not understand what you are trying to tell them. I might as well being speaking a foreign language, or talking to a wall.

Once you take the redpill, there truly is no going back. Nothing will ever be the same as it was before you took it.

You will however see things as they truly are, not how you wish it would be, or what other’s have told you it would be. It ain’t pretty.

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