What do I want for father’s day? Solitude. However it’s a mistake to ask your wife for it because it’s not worth their resentment. There’s no better gift your family can give (to celebrate Father’s day) than to acknowledge daddy doesn’t prefer your company. A man is absurd by nature; it’s nature’s way of saying “see...even I don’t make sense.” Wives...leave your man alone. Don’t love yourself through a man’s affection, leave him alone. Your husband needs solitude. Alone means alone. Imagine solitude like you can jettison your lust for other people’s attention. That’s solitude, it’s a great gift for a father. Do not be resentful, it’s selfish. We all have inconvenient needs to enjoy our lives, don’t help fathers fight what comes naturally: being an asshole.
An asshole is a stupid, irritating, and contemptible person. Why exactly would you resent his request for solitude? You can’t fix an asshole because unfortunately (for you) he’s not broken. The best thing you can do is leave him alone to address his void. The void isn’t a bottomless pit it’s a safe space. Free from lust, free from influence, free from engagements. Solitude engages involuntary mechanisms, no more. Here you are responsible for nothing but your own desires...only to observe how gullibility works. With the pith of a dying echo, the darkness is laughter. Darkness is laughing at you because you do not see how gullible you are. Solitude reminds you how gullible you really are because there is no void, you are not broken, there is nothing to fix. You think you can fix something that is not broken and you are gullible enough to believe you have failed. Fathers are gullible assholes, wives help them to remember that by leaving them alone. What is the best Father’s day gift? Solitude.
Here’s an example of a married man addressing his wife:
I am not the man you deserve, and that is why I resent you. I choke on your charity, and that is my void to fill. I fill it with carnal longings to observe how my palette prefers delusion. Do not love yourself through my affection, its empty calories. It’s like drinking water just…makes me more thirsty. All it does is massage my throat and stimulate comfort in the knowledge God doesn’t make accidents appear planned. I am this way so you wife can learn (through your charity), I’m not your dad. I’m not the man you deserve, that’s why I resent you (just like daddy). You want to help some one who reminds you of your father, how’s that going for you? You chose to overcome your father’s resentment through sheer audacity. Marry the first bugger that reminds you of your dad, and try to fix something that is not broken. Your “charity”…you are choking me with it. You are choking me with your charity because you are lacing my void shut with straw. Why? You see something in me I don’t. This is why I need solitude. Leave me be woman.
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When you seduce your children with Christmas presents, you are preoccupied with (the prospect of) savoring your own generosity. Somehow the youth are entitled to hold our worth ransom, and we bribe them with gifts of praise; even when they don’t deserve it. Why? Youth is a trance. All kids want to do is grow up and do whatever they want, but that doesn’t exclude infamy. All adults want to do is live through their children. Ha! What a racket. To a young person, experience is their currency (because they NEED experience) and for an adult, they have an appetite for youth (because they want hungry little ears). Kids think they know it all (because they know nothing), and adults think they can reverse time by baiting youth with their knowledge.
I told my daughter there is no Santa. Why? She doesn’t hold my worth ransom. I will no longer preoccupy myself with training my daughter (like a dog) to value her addiction to such undeserving rewards. Presents. This reward is earned not through service, effort, and achievement, but by how young she is. Not good. At least the elderly survived to the end of their life; if nothing else that is an achievement. Where’s grandma’s present? The concept of youth makes no sense. It’s a marketing ploy to place your worth ransom behind an innocence that doesn’t know any better to say “no thank you” (to a reward they didn’t deserve). If entitlement is a trance, who is the magician?
You think you know everything, but you know you know nothing. You think you know enough to be objective, when in reality you know little worth praise. Would you talk to your husband like you would talk to your baby? Who’s a big boy? Who’s a big boy? Are you a big boy? Yes you are…yes you are. No. Why? Entitlement is a trance. For example, women are entitled to accept the appeal of their own vagina because it magically attracts suitors with little to no effort. At the end of the day when women are most pretentious, they can always fall back on the assumption “my vagina has a never-ending appeal (which benefits me).”
Entitlement is a trance. Lust is not pleasant if it’s uninvited. Your vagina (in fact) does not have long-lasting appeal, if I am not under its trance. Pussy is like a magician that bar-tends on the side. By ego making us crave this certain goal of “I want to be grown up and do whatever I want,” it may be upsetting to learn that goal is not an achievement; all you deserve is more experience. Entitlement is rewarding false achievement. There is no Santa. You don’t deserve gifts. If you see the value in false achievement, you admit you know nothing.