Fuck your "fair" and Fuck your "average"

Alt. Title: "Fair" and "Average: are lies built by the common to sucker you into not making them feel bad about themselves.

"Success is built on the shoulders of giants, and on the backs of weaker men."

"Fair" and "Average" are the two most damaging words to your development.

Anyone whining about what is fair is usually complaining about reality not meeting their expectations.
Are you going to ask what's fair when some guy breaks into your home at night and shoots you and rapes your wife?
Are you going to ask what's fair if your ship sinks and the sharks circle in the middle of the ocean?
Are you going to ask what's fair as you play Battlefield then jerk off to porn while some dude is out there grinding it out looking for the kind of woman he desires and you see them at some bar a week later and you rationalize your dislike for women to protect your ego from the fact that he did work for that and you didn't do shit?

Are you willing to go places you don't normally go to meet women?
Are you willing to step on your vanity and your ego to get better?
Are you willing to put down the motherfucking porn and stop numbing your sexual desire enough to get motivated to hunt?
Are you willing to stop playing fucking video games and get out there, into the motherfucking world? Are you willing to get some scars? To get into a fight? To get your nose broken?

IF not, stop reading my blog.

Seriously.
Close this browser window. Move along. Nothing to see here.

This blog is lost on you if you are the same person you were months ago whenever you started reading this. If you are not willing to change, fucking quit reading my blog. It's not for you, bro. Go back to the fucking bee hive and slave away for the socially constructed and approved message.


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Anyone whining about average is usually complaining about others excelling where they are not.
Are you going to lay on your death bed and be content knowing your life was average?
Are you going to wish you'd been less exceptional?
Are you going to wish you'd done less soaring successes and less crushing defeats from which you returned to the fucking mountain top?

Are you willing to face the criticism of those trapped in the matrix?
Are you willing to face the doubt and naysayers and worrymongers and ignore them?
Are you willing to be fucking lonely as hell as you forge your path amidst and through these sheep?
Are you willing to doubt yourself to your very core, to pursue a dream that seems insane to almost everyone, even you at times, but to press forward daunted and bloody and weary but holding fast white knuckle for the slight chance, however slight, that it can come true if only you hang on and keep pressing forward, even if it's only inch by inch?

If not, then take the path of least resistance...stay safe.
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We're lying in bed.
Her small hands were touching me and she was admiring my body and she notices a couple scars.
She asked me about them so I told her.
"I'm glad you're so strong," she said quietly and with admiration.
"You've been through so many things."
It's just truth when I tell her, "there's always those who have it worse, but I've done the best I can, given what has come my way. I'm glad I'm strong, you will always be safe by my side."
She takes a deep breath and presses up closer to me and we lay in silence and peace.

Average is just a trap. A construct built to avoid rocking the motherfucking boat.
Average is a lie built to keep things civil and pleasant and therefore continuously unperturbed and mediocre.

I don't even know what it's like to be average. I've always loathed doing something and not being good at it. I've loathed even more just being okay at it.
I can accept knowing nothing about something or how to do it much better than others. I cannot handle knowing enough about how to do something to be "decent" at it.

Fuck being average.
If it was easy, if life was easy, everyone would be good at it.
Take your participation award and go fucking kill yourself.

Good luck and happy hunting,
     - Yrs. in Christ