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@Vermillion-Rx I haven't started yet.
What's holding me back is Whisper's warning: If you try to bring the elder vampires to the light, they'll attack you. I don't want to have the luck of Prometheus or Wilhelm Reich...
@Vermillion-Rx it's a whole new book that I've been working in my mind for a few years now. It's a steady truth for the Human species, that has been laid out by myths, religions etc, and needs to be retold in the language of each era. That's evopsych, metapsychology and metapolitics, today.
It has profound practical implications, because a lot of men get hung up on the whys, ao it has the potential to make them atop worrying and fuck the sluts, while not being fucked by them.
An example: Macbeth. It's lady Macbeth who's the psychopath and makes him do crime and destroy himself. That's what, from a distance, I see happening in the US right now.
@First-light you should make a TheRedPill post about this on forums, polished up slightly to stand as its own post
This was very good
With roughly 5 minutes left of Saint Patrick's Day, I'm ignoring all other conversations to continue a dot reds tradition which is also part of the dot red bylaws and shit. I'll get back to other stuff some other time.
the leprechaun joke!
It was Saint Patrick's Day in Boston. A young man of Irish descent entered a bar to celebrate. He saw a little dude in a green suit sitting at the bar drinking.
"Nah, can't be." he thought to himself.
He sat down next to the little guy and started drinking. After an hour or two, the young man couldn't stand it any longer.
"I can't believe I'm asking this, but are you a leprechaun?"
The midget in the green suit replied, "sure n' begorrah, I be a leprechaun."
The youth grabbed the little guy by the shoulder. "Well I just caught ya! Do I get your pot of gold?"
"Nay, laddie, 'tis no pot of gold, but t'ree wishes. But thar be a catch: ye have to let me fuck ye in the arse."
"No way! I'm not gay!"
"Think aboot it, laddie! It's t'ree wishes! And they can be for anyt'ing!! Ain't that worth aboot 20 minutes of pain?"
The youngster finished his beer. "Fuck it. I know the manager, and he'll let us use one of the store rooms upstairs. Let's do this. I want my three wishes!"
A few minutes later, they're in that room, and the little man in the green suit is pounding away on the young man's ass.
"So what's yer name, lad?"
"Nnngh! Michael!"
"And how old are ye, Michael?"
"AAAAAAGH! 23!"
"Isn't 23 a little old to be believing in leprechauns, Michael?"
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