Title gore. Revealing exhibitionism follows.

Cringe, Incels, TumblrInAction, Niceguys, NeckbeardThings, CreepyPMs, Redpill, PPD (PussyPassDenied?) etc are so entertaining to read. I have my reddit acount for those, and another one for looking at nood babez while I paw my scroat. Why do I spend time on either of these things? Here I am exploring the dualities.

People get combative about things when their identities are overdetermined. Observe how the topic "X is a social construct" quickly leads to stilted condescension in discussions. Read the NoFap boys to see how pornography affects self-image.

Ernest Becker showed how death anxiety invades our individual politics. Death is the reason sex even exists, and sexuality is politicized at a very personal level. Sex drive is boundless, in the same way that we desire boundless good fortune. Living as a finite being, forced to use language, is the fundamental castration. Witness r/Incels is mostly average-looking virgin guys angrily coming to terms with their non-omnipotence. Death drive at its most distilled.

The masculine function is to seek familiar ego territory from one day to the next; to feel self-consistent and self-created. Negotiating pleasure from the infinite Other, while nurturing the illusion of a coherent and defined "self". This is the Oedipal struggle which RedPillers are fighting bravely. But becoming one's own father is easily botched. Egomania, self-obsession. The autist. The internet is a window on men's desire to objectify, commodify, overconsume. The root issue is overcoding of meanings: some overfarmed patch of land in ones self-project.

To illustrate consider two Internet archetypes: the porno addict and the ranter. The first pins his Being on ejaculation/visual stimulation. The second pins it on the semantic formulation of his personal politics. In either case the missing element is reciprocity. Neither gets seen or validated. Identity and sexuality are taken to dehumanizing extremes: misogyny vs feminazism, alt-rights vs cucks. BDSM to CuteFemaleCorpses. Political echo-chambers are the linguistic equivalent of sacrificing cum to to the altar of porn. A piece of the self is placed in the void without changing any relations in the real world.

The best case scenario is if I can co-opt my voyeurism as a tool in service of others. Use the Tumblrina's point/counterpoint and push her to be more didactic in conversation, or subvert her logic to get a laugh. Explore the extremes of stimulation by endless virtual partners, but search for a deeper love in the specificities and agency/presence of someone real.

After all the debate on here the only REAL solution is individual self-love and meditative practice. Deep stretches of hips, hamstrings, shoulders will reveal physical AND emotional tensions. As always, self-awareness and mindfulness makes most issues melt away. Thanks for reading.