Thank you for this clarification. I nearly had to flag your post there for bullying.
When I first read your post, I let out a gasp and clutched my beaded sapphire reiki necklace, utterly appalled by such a barbaric attack on the wellbeing of an innocent forum member.
It only takes a single tag of the great RV to pull out the ban hammer and get to spankin’. That edit may have saved your life. Bless the angels that assisted you in intuiting such a wise decision.
Legend has it that @RVconsultant absorbs the souls of those he bans. In doing so he becomes stronger, more fair, diplomatic, patient and decisively impartial. Many he has banned. He recently unlocked the ability to dual wield ban hammers. I would not want to tango. No thanks.
Haha then my intuition was right 
Nah but sometimes I just express something like that without remembering that these are just black and white colors on a screen…
EDIT:
Maybe I need a ban for a while, a real good spanking would be nice also 
EDIT: That came out wrong it was supposed to be attached to the first message, I’m getting dizzy, must go to sleep ZZZZZZZZZ…
No worries, RV will get you sorted. We’ll give you about an hour to contemplate on which butt cheek. There is no guarantee. It might very well be both that get spanked. Depends on how RV is feeling.
Aight, I couldn’t sleep anyways… there’s a mosquito in my room going bzzzztttt all the time in my ear…
I’m at war now 
Haha all good bro, I didn’t even think that was pointed at me.
I know myself and I know there’s no magic pill to being a beast.
Subs are tools, the same way a barbell is a tool, and supplements are tools.
Tools we use to become absolutely savage 
You have to live life like a supercar.
Gear shifts need to be clean. They need to snap like the recoil on a fired gun.
Speed. Power. Precision.
If you are sloppy, then you will get destroyed.
Instant gratification is the death of man. Lack of focus is the disease.
The man who gets outframed by his own temptations, has his empire brutally taken from him.
While he is distracted by egoistic pleasures, someone is taking out his guards.
These are low level men. The type in which you meet, and smell nothing but fear and predictability.
If your own downfalls are predictable, you open up the potential for someone to plan them for you.
Your vices are your greatest enemy. The moment you let them outframe you, you’ve lost.
I love it when women compare men to dogs. They’re talking about low level men.
I know all about these men because I used to be one.
I used to date someone and everywhere we went, I had to deal with men ogling her.
I would glance at the men and think to myself “this is exactly why you don’t have her”.
They have no fucking frame or self-worth. It’s mind-boggling.
Anything slightly egoistic or based in temptation just distracts them in heartbeat… they’re not grounded in any character. No resolve, no discipline, no dignity, no integrity, no self-respect.
I call them products because they’re manufactured by the modern world. All of these men need to get out of digital, artificial, porn fantasy world and go in nature for like a year.
Not to get back to normal, but to remove some of the damage… because jesus christ. Lmao.
Something in the water, I swear there is literally 2 different species of men.
Nobody is going to cut you from the cloth, you have to do it yourself.
You either stay in circle jerk safetyville, or come outside and introduce yourself to the wolves.
There is no in between.
There never was.
These reports about animals acting friendly to people with auras, etc gives me hope… that if I encounter a bear in the forest, I can boop it without getting mauled. How splendid.
Went out with the homies on Saturday. Watched UFC. One of my buddies has been inspired by my relationship and has taken it upon himself to invest in 1 woman. I’m like a proud father, in an “atta boy” type of way. Lmao. This guy is usually running through women constantly. He’s like a less intense version of me when I was in my… phase. So anyway, he brought along his new girlfriend. We’re chilling, talking etc. Turns out she’s a gamer and she reads a lot. Cool. Very interesting to me, because my guy doesn’t share those interests. But you know, anything can work these days.
So yeah, later he asked me “what do you think?”. I told him that I didn’t expect Beneil to get ran through so easily. He then did the “no I meant my gf”, which I knew but I was trolling his ass, lmfao.
I get really good reads on women in person due to PS and Khan, etc. My long term friends have seen it in real time and now I have a reputation where they ask me for advice which is annoying. I wish I could just tell them about the subs, but they don’t believe in such things.
I just pumped him up with positivity and told him to keep doing his thing… follow his intuition and all that good stuff. I don’t like when people put too much stock on my opinion/word, like chill out. My friends really trust me to the point it’s a little freaky. It’s like a paradox, because I got to the point where I’m at by trusting myself, not others.
Anyways, I was thinking about gaming today. I have a love-hate relationship with video games. If I start playing a video game, I literally get addicted. Hours pass by and I’m still playing. I get too immersed like a kid and go full on “ADHD”. Too much to explore and it takes too much of my mental bandwidth. I lose sense of time to the point where I’m just in the game. I need to click on everything, do everything and it’s just like fuck man. I couldn’t find the balance so I just dropped them. I feel like it interferes with my purpose and my actual goals too much. Not worth it. But hey, some people they can do that.
I’ve had deep relationships but never like this. This is what they wrote about in the stories throughout time. That wholesome type of community-based romance, sincere and natural. Like one of those fairytales but not really PG, because the sex is pretty R rated. Lmao.
I guess I’m talking about the bonding and emotional connection aspect. All types of weird stuff going on and I mean really weird, lmao. I don’t want to get cringey on here so I won’t mention. A lot of romantic intimacy and affection. Hugs, kisses, caressing, cuddling. A lot of vulnerability. A lot of passions. Taking showers and stuff together. I can imagine for most people, it being scary to open yourself up like this to another human being. I suspect that most people are afraid of that which is why they don’t attract this type of stuff into their lives… but man if you can… this is a different level. Was falling asleep the other day in deep thought after some mindboggling sex… thinking “so this is what everyone has been fighting over since the dawn of humans”. This is like pinnacle of human experience, I seriously hope that every man and woman can have something like this before they die. It’s more than just my partner’s physicality… I’m like bonded to other aspects of her such as intelligence, mind and being. Nothing is simple anymore.
I always feel like I’m leading as the man in the relationship. Like making her feel safe at all costs and also I am somewhat helping her heal because she’s very empathic. She is super soft and caring and has this tendency to care so much about others, even if it means putting them before herself in some manner or another. It’s just genuine caring. I’m obviously the complete opposite, as I have very high self-worth so I remind her, but at the same time I’m half smitten and thrown off by what I’m witnessing because these are very raw type of understandings going on. We have really deep philosophical and even spiritual conversations, especially at night. Past lives, soulmates, etc. There’s a lot going on… it’s wild. Too much going on… I need to chill out. Fucking already writing paragraphs on autopilot.
The magic art of saying No.
The one incantation to rule them all.
Nah bra kadabra.
Koala bear right?
Polar Bear, lol.
You ever seen the TV show “Lost”?
Director: How do we make this island more weird?
Writers: Fuck it, let’s throw a polar bear in there.
Lmao
hahaha
I bet you $10,000 that there’s a zoologist karen lurking around here, resisting the urge to swoop down from the trees and aggressively correct you that Koalas aren’t bears but herbivorous marsupials.
The cognitive dissonance of said karen is so overwhelmingly powerful, that I intuitively feel that an aspect of her spirit is expressing itself through me in this very post.
This specific breed of karen happens to be extremely dangerous.
If for whatever reason, I stop replying on here… send out a search party for me. It might be too late though.
My profile picture actually possesses a very deep and esoteric meaning.
In that I have become one with nature.