Prince of Persia Wow.
Apparently a couple nights ago with the new moon the tides of destiny have turned and some ancient Mayan shit is about to go off. The times have doom have come to an end, the floodgates to the new consciousness have opened.
Supposedly.
Ever since that fateful evening, of course in retrospect, I've felt completely different.
Before these strange days, whenever I found myself rooted deeply in my body, I would get really chill. This would reveal an entire onslaught of masculinity I wasn't even aware I had because I was too busy chasing my own tail and doing backflips to amuse people.
Of course, eventually, the buzz of insecurity would hop back in and I'd find myself handstanding and grandstanding all over again.
I'd tell myself, even though I'm more calm, I'm far too boring. Oh, my sense of humour has gone down the tubes faster than SNL's (that's Saturday Night Live, not Same Night Lays for you POOAHs in over your heads ;)).
Though, it's all about striking that lovely balance of lightness and strength, isn't it? Taking what needs to be taken seriously, seriously, without taking yourself seriously.
No matter how much the world appears to be a problem, the world is never a problem. The problem is your perception of the world, your reaction to the world.
The problem is looking at the surface instead of the depth. If you judge something as anything other than what it is, you're putting up blindspots that will have you wasting energy running in circles for the rest of your life.
What's happened is that we've been trained to want to make other people comfortable. We do this, ironically, by bending over backwards -- that is to say, making ourselves uncomfortable.
This is a distinctly non-masculine trait. By inference that makes it a feminine trait, which it's not either, so let's go as far to say that it's a distinctly inhuman trait.
We're told to watch our manners, not to stare, not to splay our legs, to keep to ourselves, lower our voices, to piss in urinals.
I piss in the middle of the street just to see if I can squeeze it out.
Being fully manned up in all your glory is a very specific feeling of all-consuming freedom.
The word freedom, commonly, evokes epic imagery of open arms and closed eyes and battle cries... but this is merely the occasional flow instead of the perpetual ebb. The cinematic moment of drastic release as opposed to the apparent banality of every day life.
It's an inner knowing, independent of supporting images. The image is merely a context.
"Hey, Sly Stallone is a badass and he clocks motherfuckers in the face like it ain't no thang. Why shouldn't I? He fights for the American dream. It's the least I can do too."
Or...
"Aha, so that's what my wingman's doing. He's just clawing them without thinking twice and they just melt into his arm. I didn't realize it could be that easy. I'm gonna try that..."
Problem is, you're waiting to be lead here. You're waiting for an example. You're waiting for a social context for everything to make sure it'll be accepted... or at least not reprimanded.
What it means to be the social context is to operate internally and then project externally. 98% of people operate externally and project externally. And hesitantly at that.
Most people pass their impulses through the filter of their thoughts (their self concept), then through the social context, then they act (or more commonly, don't).
What it means to be manned up is to get that impulse, NOT pass it through a self concept, NOT pass it through a social context, and then ACT. Then you ARE the social context.
When you get a grip on this, your state is simultaneously strong and light. The balance is crucial. Most guys working through ego compensate by being strong, but they get in too deep and lose their playfulness, their ability to see the humour in everything. Every situation is a necessary opportunity to reinforce their illusion of control, so every situation is life and death. Instead of just being life.
Guys operating through chode ego lack strength. Their lightness is their social excuse to avoid confrontation, conflict, and cave into their fundamental fears instead of facing them. Especially their deeply masculine nature. That would mean altering their entire self-concept, since most guys have a more feminine self-concept than a masculine one.
That's where most guys in the seduction community are coming from, since the "strong" guys wouldn't admit they need help with women. So these chode ego guys (myself being one of them) have the task of coming into an entirely different side of yourself, and thus reality. The reason the transformation and change in perspective and state is so immense and dramatic is because your state completely alters. One of background anxiety, approval seeking, chameleonism and intense and constant rationalizations for this behaviour changes to rootedness, strength, indifference, value offering and consistency in emotional virility.
People you've known to react a certain way to you will react completely differently. This will throw their reality off completely and yours somewhat. The key is indifference. But especially coming from a chode background where you know the anxiety that comes from reacting to people, when you see people doing the same to you in front of your face you will feel bad about making them uncomfortable. Of course, over time you want to come to a place where you connect on an equal level with a high degree of ease, but avoiding value
polarization to appease people's insecurities or worse, egos, is counterproductive to your path. And silly, you fucker.
You will notice you are a unique male. That very few men around you are as strong or liberated as you. The urge will be to a) create an ego out of it and make it stronger or b) to conform to the social world around you by becoming a femchode. This is why you have to be present and take continuous ownership of your state, else wise you will face an unsustainable and aversive ego, or a chode ego snapback.
be a man on his path, and you feel supremely good about that, you become free. There is so striving, no seeking of validation of your progress, there is just progress. It is internal growth, expressed incidentally. Just fo fun nigga.
Until you are fully manned up in all your glory, coming from a place of precise masculine truth, you will never know if the ways you act and perceive are genuine or if they are conditioned, or compensatory. Because you are not coming from a place of intuitive self-completion, you can only act out of a desire for external things to complete you.
Until you are fully manned up in all your glory, you will never be free.
All you have to do is free yourself from the world -- particularly the social world, since we are conditioned to be socially defined.
You set the context. For everything. Fuck the social context, see your surroundings and people as deeply as you are capable and then act unflinchingly from that place.
Never forget your lightness, let others people and especially women bring that out in you since they are the complement to your masculine energy -- they are a perfect way to be comfortable in your masculinity without ever needing to defend it.
Stop making excuses, look in the mirror, see your deepest self, then be it. Realizing that you are truly the arbiter of your reality.
Be comfortable in your real self and indifferent to all else. Love unconditionally, knowing you are untouchable. The self is enough, be the self and make no apologies.
Love, PoP