Common Sense-ectomy

Are you fucking yourself?

Are you fucking the one you want? Is fucking the one you think you want going to bring you pleasure or pain? Some of us like stabbing ourselves all over, thinking that there is some reward for it. Sometimes there is, sometimes there isn't. How can we tell for certain? How does all this shit that was brought up in the last post relate to fucking the brains out of someone? How can someone fuck nothing? And how can we become sexually impov- erished? How can we use the wrong data to fail at virtue? And finally, how do we fuck ourselves up better than we sex someone else?

Strange concepts no? Yes, but one that with some level of discernment can be fathomed out. It just takes WISDOM. And wisdom which is not feeding on commer- cialism and materialism. Two things that are the death to happiness, not the salvation of it. Am I being pretty serious about this subject. Of course I am, because I was asked to be...but now that we got the brain power shit out of the way, it's time for the Brooklyn Basics and the Kings's English to take a step forth up in this piece!

So now, let's take this thing from the physical standpoint. Two points on the compass. Man and physical, Or a physical man. A physical man will look at a woman and see tits and ass on a hard body and youth out the front door walking. Young equals better because we see that formula on television and movies. Old is decrepit. Think about it. How many movies have you seen recently that have two people over the age of fifty fucking? Ewwww, we don't want to see that shit because old people fucking is disgusting. Why do you think actors and actresses think of suicide after 40? Because fewer and fewer people want to see them with no fucking clothes on.

You doubt me? We struggle to stay young because age is the end of our lives. Age is the destruction of dreams. But that's how our perception is altered by the media. Old people do fuck, and we know it. But we allow the media to show us otherwise. We play games with our own minds, thinking that hard tit chick is worth our time, so we get fully involved, and what do we find? We find that we have our dicks caught in a bagful of loose marbles, that's what we find. We find ourselves in the worst of situations perpetrated by an idiot with long hair and a firm ass. We have been duped into believing that she equated to happiness. But our well trained eyes, led us down the wrong path.

The same for women. That guy in the flashy suit and shiny shoes. He looks like James Bond with the snazzy car shows you a little attention, but you turn your eye to the fact that he's showing EVERY woman he meets the same fucking attention. And so what do you get from devoting your love and affection on this gentleman suitor? You catch him being blown like a balloon at a birthday party from a trollop in the back seat of his brother's car at your wedding. This is after your parents paid for both the wedding AND the Honeymoon. Worst off, he's caught and still wants to marry you. When do you put the fucking gun in your mouth?

What was wrong with these two outcomes. Well, lets go to their processes and see.

They both used their intelligence and culled the same infor- mation. There were things about this person that was sorted out. The chick was flighty. The guy was flirty. The chick spent loads of money. The guy bought lavish gifts. The chick threw meaningless temper tantrums. The guy had numerous unexplained absences. They used their perspicacity to add the pieces together. She's a nut, he's a cheat. But when we get to Wisdom, that which formulates a decision based on outside criteria, there is a malfunction.

The wisdom process is hobbled by commer- cialism. That commercial adver- tisement, or your friends that praise your girlfriend for being the true hottie that she is. They tell you that all your dreams will come true with her. She is THE babe that you have been waiting for all your life. Just look at the movies. She looks like one of those chicks in a romantic comedy, sexy and available. So your wisdom circuits fail you, they give you incorrect data so that when Virtue kicks in, it acts faulty, and you therefore suffer the consequences of your poor actions. All this because you believed the media in telling you that this person was the gateway to your dreams. What you got was a one way ticket to your worst nightmare.

Same with women. They end up cheated on or left by men that had no interest in them in the first fucking place. All they were interested in was a cheap screw or money.  However the information that these poor women got back was so flawed that it served no purpose when it came time to take action. This is the major problem with relationships today. They are based on sex and not qualities. Now don't get me wrong. I'm not saying that sex is unimportant. I mean it's a good life when you can fuck someone you even like, but is fucking the ONLY criteria that you use to be with someone? And let's just say that you fuck for recreation. That's good too, get to it. But are you seriously looking for something serious to pop out of it?

The media would have you believe so. They would like to dog biscuit you into believing that whole and healthy relation- ships can stem from idle fucking. Yeah, and I can tell you that you an also expect to build a house without any plan whatsoever. If you're going to fuck for fun, then fuck away, but remember, emotions are always at play when our organs unite. For better or for worse, we can doom ourselves by not being picky and just being stupid. Now I'm not saying not to go out there having sex for fun. I'm just saying to just know what's on the other end of that dick being used. You could end up fucking absolutely nothing. The low end of the circle of wisdom and the goose egg of life.

To the spiritual mind, when sex is involved it has more to do than with someone that is hot looking or flashy and has lot of money. It's more concerned with compatibility. It's more concerned with mutual likes and dislikes. It's more attuned to the other person AS a person. That's when sex is not only good, but magical and magical has the capability to be long term. And long term sex, if kept at a certain level, can be very satisfying sex. More satisfying than the best bump and tickle.

Spirituality never fades like youth, beauty, stamina, hardness, firmness and wrinkle free skin. These things are coming, and they are coming with alarming speed. The failure is not expecting it, but holding the inevitable at bay. It's like getting a beat down. You have it coming to you, so you cry and whimper, but it's thrown at you in any event. The true pain comes from not accepting the inevitable. What is the most pathetic looking thing you've ever seen in your whole life? An old man trying to look at act young to pick up young women? Or old women dressing up like teenagers? Fuck that. Go and take two handfuls of that old age shit and live with it. Take two handfuls and deal with it. Life is much more livable when one accepts what they are and stop fooling themselves. Like men doing the comb-over because they are going bald. They'll keep combing it over, and over and over until they look completely ridiculous and aren't fooling anyone. That's the sad and unusual truth.

Don't make such a mistake. Be what you are and fuck the equivalent, unless it's the thrill of the chase that you want. Hey, some over the hill people are just like that. They don't look at the road sign that they just past, with reads 50 years old, but instead, try futilely to reclaim something forever lost. We lived our youth. Be glad and done with it. But some just want to believe that they  'still have it', that they are not 'old'. Well then old timer, stop bitching when she spends all of your money, or never works, or thinks money grow on trees. Tough break dude. How far did you dig yourself into this fucking hole? Was the other hole worth it?

Oh and you ladies. You don't get off the hook either, and I'm taking about that dick you were riding like a good little cowgrrrrl the other night with a hook at the end of it. How much money did he borrow from you this week, or what shows and dinners did you take him out to? Where did he tell you he was this weekend? With the boys? What about the lipstick on his collar that isn't your shade, or the secretary on his job that stands too close to him when you're there. How about that fact that he doesn't call or drop by any more? Okay, so he makes you a fool in your own fucking skin. Was the humiliation worth it? I hope so.

So you physically motivated individuals, cease staring into the great eye. It's messages are false. You can't find happiness in the things it shows you. Your ideal hottie, or your stacked beefcake is not the gem you perceive them to be. Take the time to look into the soul of these shallow choices and you'll see, individuals that spend all their time working on the outside appearances to match that which the media says is attractive, fail to work or even touch on the more valuable, and durable INSIDE that makes for a lasting, worthwhile connection between two people that transcends the rubbing of gonads together.

Hey, maybe I'm all sour grapes because I'm old, and tired and out of shape and all nine of the ten things NOBODY wants. So what the fuck. I don't care. I really don't. You couldn't stick a feather up my ass to make me care any more. But some of you out there are really tired of shit not working. You are the people that I'm addressing in this post. It's you that I'm trying to help out. Not myself and not those other born losers that will ignore my advice. Some people can't help but fuck themselves, because there is no better choice for them. Sorry to break this to you. You're kicking yourselves in the ass over and over again. It's time to see why and how you do this. Now, if you want to continue, good luck to you. But I can promise you one thing. This too will end badly.

Now look out. I have to go watch BURN NOTICE.

Hobobob