Due to a glitch in the time-space continuum, Older Roosh happened upon Younger Roosh in a coffee shop. This is the conversation they had.
Younger Roosh: I just came back from Italy and it was amazing!
Older Roosh: Italy. What was the date again?
YR: November 2005.
OR: That’s right. So tell me about your trip. It’s vague in my mind.
YR: I was there for one week and went to Rome, Venice, Bologna, Siena, and Pompeii. I took over 600 photos and saw so many incredible things, but what I liked most of all was the freedom. For that one week I didn’t have to answer to anyone. I set my own schedule and did whatever I wanted.
OR: So the trip was a positive experience?
YR: Definitely! I’m already planning on going to Venezuela next month. I hear the girls in South America are very sexy.
OR: How’s your Spanish?
YR: It’s coming along. I’m studying one hour a day. Do you know Spanish?
OR: Yes, I—or I guess we—become quite competent at it. You will also learn Portuguese, Russian, and Polish.
YR: Wait, what year are you from?
OR: 2012. I’m you in seven years.
YR: There’s nothing about your appearance that suggests something catastrophic happened. So I take it that things worked out. What happens?
OR: In a little less than two years, you will quit your job and never return. You will travel through South America for six months and then live there for a year. Afterwards you will live in Europe for two years. You will write about all your experiences and publish over ten books. Your first one will be called Bang. You will earn a living from this. You will sleep with more girls than you could possibly imagine, in multiple languages, from over twenty countries, including a handful of virgins. You will become respected by your peers and be featured in the media in ten countries.
YR: Holy shit! Dude, are you fucking with me?
OR: No, I am not fucking with you.
YR: Tell me how I can do all of this! I will write it all down.
OR: Don’t be silly, it’s already in you. You will accomplish all of this on your own without having to consciously do a thing.
YR: But there has to be a secret or something. There has to be some advice you can give me.
OR: My reluctance to give you the wisdom I’ve learned in the past seven years will not prevent you from becoming who you will become.
YR: So I just have to keep doing what I’m doing?
OR: Yes. The one week trip you made to Italy has opened your mind to travel. Venezuela will open your mind to foreign languages. You will read many books that influence you further. You will be molded and trained by your experiences to become me, all without deliberate thought on your part.
YR: Well then, this is easy.
OR: In the mental sense, yes. But you will work very hard to get here.
YR: Oh, I don’t mind working.
OR: I know.
YR: Are you sure this is not a trick? Being able to travel the world and not have to work a corporate job are dreams of mine.
OR: This is not a trick. All your dreams will come true, even ones you haven’t yet thought of.
YR: Yes! This is like winning the lottery! God, I can’t wait to be you. I can only imagine how happy you must be right now.
OR: I am no happier than you are.
OR: I have the same happiness level as you have right now.
YR: Bullshit! You said all those good things happened and you’re not happier?
OR: Your environment doesn’t change your borne temperament. It provides little boosts to your happiness level, but it always falls back to where it was at the start. Changing your belief system can definitely affect the thermostat of your temperament, but only by a small amount. Do you still use your lunch break to go to the bookstore?
YR: Yes, I do.
OR: The way you feel at noon tomorrow, reading a book or magazine you plucked from the shelf, with a reluctance to return to work, is exactly how I will feel tomorrow afternoon when I read a book at the coffee shop with a reluctance to write.
YR: But you don’t have to work in the office. You don’t have to follow orders from people.
OR: This is true. Setting my own hours and waking up at noon contents me greatly.
YR: So there you have it. You’re happier than me.
OR: But you have something I don’t.
YR: Well, what is it?
YR: Hope? Who cares about hope!
OR: The best way to get through today is having the thought that tomorrow could be better. I no longer have hope because I have achieved my dream life. I’ll wake up tomorrow and know that it’s going to be difficult to achieve more than what I have now, that there is nothing else I want or need or desire. Let me ask you something. During your job, while you’re sorting data in Excel, attending meetings, or inoculating fermentation tanks in the laboratory, what do you think about?
YR: First on the work at hand. I don’t want to make mistakes or else I will get a bad performance review. Then my mind drifts into things I rather be doing, places I rather be in.
OR: And how does it feel to fantasize of those places?
YR: It makes me happy that things will improve. It gives me, as you say, hope.
OR: I’m sure you smile as you think about the many countries you will one day visit. I wish I could smile with such fantasies, but my imagination has not given me new dreams fast enough to replace the ones I’ve completed. While my job is better than yours, you have something I don’t, and this is why our happiness levels are the same.
YR: But you get to write for a living. Over ten books! I can do that forever!
OR: Can you? Releasing a book will soon become like doing yet another experiment in the laboratory. You will hate proofreading and formatting a book like you hate making Excel graphs now. I won’t lie that when you release your first book, you will feel like you climbed Everest. It will truly be one of the happiest moments of your life. The second book will give you a similar feeling. I will release my fourteenth book soon and it’s just an afterthought. It will be mechanical like the job you’re doing right now. There’s no celebration or pride from it.
YR: But I just can’t see that.
OR: Which is why you will write so many books! And why you will sleep with so many women and visit so many countries.
YR: As long as I can sleep with a lot of women, I’ll be fine.
OR: Let me give you a short anecdote. Right now you take a shower every day, but there will be times in South America where a shower is unavailable. You will stink, your hair will be oily, and your skin will feel tacky. Then you will finally have access to a shower, and the moment that that hot water hits your head, you will feel pure bliss. Your eyes will close and you will let the water run down your body for ten minutes before you even want to move. The soap you lather on your skin will almost feel electric. And then you will take a shower the next day but it won’t give you even 1% of that feeling.
YR: So are you telling me that I shouldn’t shower often?
OR: Interpret it as you may.
YR: But wait, if having your own business and determining your own hours isn’t making you happier than me, you MUST be feeling great to bang all those feminine foreign women. I can’t wait to sleep with some Venezuelan girls.
OR: Right now you have no idea how to sleep with a foreign woman. You failed in Italy and you will fail again in Venezuela (sorry). It will take you a couple years of hard work to get good at it, enough to where you can teach other men.
YR: Damn, that sucks. I already worked so hard in America to get where I’m at and now you’re telling me I have to start all over?
OR: Such is life.
YR: I’m going to be unhappy until I figure it out.
OR: Quite the opposite. You will be an eager conqueror, madly slashing through an unknown jungle with a machete, trying to find the gold or silver or indigenous slaves that you think will help create your wealth and harem.
YR: So I will be happiest and most content when I’m struggling?
OR: Without struggle, there is no man.
YR: But how about when getting laid gets easy? That must bring a lot of happiness than having to struggle for women. God, I wish there was a sort of paradise of easy sex.
OR: Let’s think about what sex is. It’s great when you’re doing it, but when it’s over you’re back to where you were with no obvious advancement to your character. It’s entertainment, similar to watching an action movie, a nice distraction to the banality of life, but the time between the sex does more for you than the actual sex. I speak four foreign languages at one level or another because of wanting sex. That sex is long gone, the memories of which are buried deep in my brain, but I still can speak those languages. This applies to other personal qualities as well. I’m sure you notice how my muscles are bigger than yours and how my beard is more properly trimmed.
YR: I don’t know. I find it hard to believe that you don’t care about being able to sleep with so many women.
OR: I get more out of a book.
YR: A book?
OR: Yes. The sex act stops giving me value once my orgasm is complete, but the lessons from a good book will stay with me forever and help me accomplish other goals.
YR: So you’re becoming a monk or something?
OR: The sex urge remains strong, but humans become desensitized to repetition. The amount of work you put to get one sex act today will seem unreasonably laborious in seven years. You will perform elaborate feats of self-deception to keep you active in chasing women, sort of like how an aging football player who can’t give up the game becomes a coach.
YR: What are the acts of deception? Frankly, I don’t believe how I won’t be chasing women until I die. I’m in this for life.
OR: It’s best you discover it on your own.
YR: I see. At first when you told me all the cool things I’d accomplish, I felt great, but now you’re making me nervous.
OR: My apologies.
YR: So you must have other cool hobbies if you’re not chasing tail all the time. What do you fill your days with?
OR: I write, read, study a foreign language, and socialize. Lately I’ve been keen on taking long walks.
YR: You don’t hunt for women?
OR: I still do, but it’s more casual. An approach here or an approach there on girls who catch my eye and don’t immediately remind me of someone I have slept with in the past.
YR: That sounds so… boring. I don’t want to do that.
OR: We are both doing what makes us happy in this present moment, and we both have the same levels of happiness.
YR: I don’t know what to think.
OR: Think nothing. Just listen to the voice inside you. He will push you to do certain things and you will succeed and fail. You will feel pain and you will feel pleasure. You will cease doing certain behaviors and then commence with others. You will live a life to the best of your ability.
YR: Look, at least give me some advice. It doesn’t have to be anything specific. You’re speaking in platitudes that I can’t really apply.
OR: Okay, I can give you one piece of advice.
YR: Go ahead.
OR: Everything good that happens to you is bad, and everything bad that happens to you is good.
OR: You don’t have to accept your brain’s first interpretation of the things that happen to you. You can frame them in any way you wish to stay undisturbed by the randomness of life, because if good things make you happy and bad things make you sad, you will forever be a slave to things that you cannot control.
YR: I’m not sure I understand.
OR: One day it will make sense to you, and when it does you will be at peace with yourself, no matter what country you’re in, not matter how many notches you have, and no matter what your income is.
YR: I’ll take your word for it.
OR: Oh and Younger Roosh, one more thing before I leave. Whatever you use for deodorant, dump it in the trash. Use baking soda instead.Tweet Follow @rooshv
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Roosh – buddy – I have to ask: Do you masturbate looking at your own picture? ;-)
This reminded me at times of the Socratic Dialogues.
Grasshopper, do not use your mind to seduce women. Use women to seduce your mind.
I think this post is one of those things that you need to allow to percolate in your head for a little while before you can truly understand it.
One thing this post made me realize though is how much sex can be a massive motivator for self improvement and development in so many areas of your life. If it weren’t for game and pussy, Roosh wouldn’t be the wise, independent, multi-lingual author and international man of mystery that he is today.
“You don’t have to accept your brain’s first interpretation of the things that happen to you. You can frame them in any way you wish to stay undisturbed by the randomness of life” – this makes sense to me
“Everything good that happens to you is bad, and everything bad that happens to you is good.” – but this doesn’t
The law of diminishing return is always at work. The road to happiness does not lie in the direction of More.
this gave me goosebumps
“You don’t have to accept your brain’s first interpretation of the things that happen to you. You can frame them in any way you wish to stay undisturbed by the randomness of life, because if good things make you happy and bad things make you sad, you will forever be a slave to things that you cannot control.”
This is golden. Reminds me of this classic Zen parable:
Once upon the time there was an old farmer who had worked his crops for many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit. “Such bad luck,” they said sympathetically.
“Maybe,” the farmer replied.
The next morning the horse returned, bringing with it three other wild horses. “How wonderful,” the neighbors exclaimed.
“Maybe,” replied the old man.
The following day, his son tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbors again came to offer their sympathy on his misfortune.
“Maybe,” answered the farmer.
The day after, military officials came to the village to draft young men into the army. Seeing that the son’s leg was broken, they passed him by. The neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well things had turned out.
“Maybe,” said the farmer.
YR: Holy shit! Dude, are you fucking with me?
OR: No, I am not fucking with you.
Hemingway was never this good.
Wisdom. Young Roosh, take heed.
“Everything good that happens to you is bad, and everything bad that happens to you is good.”
The meaning _for me_ is: good things happen when everything goes as planned, your interpretation of the “thing” is good. But in reality you learn something when the plan goes wrong, when you have to get out of your comfort zone and experience something new, when your brain tells you something is bad!
Having achieved the dream life, which seems (is) an amazing feat, is in fact the worst thing that could happen, because there are no dreams left to chase.
To sum it up: don’t think having something you don’t have right now can give you happiness. Enjoy the path not the goal.
One of your best post yet. You put into words how I have felt over the past 5 years but didn’t even know it.
I am so thrilled to hear that you are back where you started. In fact, I can sense some humbleness in your dialogue with your inner self. Reflection of your life. This is good, it shows maturity. You seem to be at a crossroads with yourself.
This could be dangerous for you, or simply boring. Maybe your inner self wishes that he had a son to teach the meaning of life.
Whatever it is that comes next in your life, a little Roosh might put things in perspective.
Cool. But please shower!!!
I understand very well. The shower bit, the work vs play, the happiness inside, blah blah. I think what we’re dealing with is simpler: by default, things get worse. Like entropy. If you stayed put for those 7 years, not going anywhere in life, you wouldn’t be at the same level of a happiness and hope as you were 7 years ago. You’d be slightly less happy, probably miserable. You have to do those things to stay at that “happiness” level, red queen type of deal.
[Roosh: Continual growth is required just to maintain your level.. interesting idea.]
quiet a filisofer you are. inspiring post
Look here you old man, stop giving bad advices to my sla- I mean employee. I am going to contact the SPLC and retort and report you for committing grievous acts of harassment. How dare you. You should be ashamed. Everybody knows work will set you free! Now back to work, boy!
It might mean that it’s time for a new struggle Roosh. You’re getting complacent. If the challenge is gone, either you find another game or you get old.
At different locations in the text u talk about books. I love reading good books and I wonder if u could recommend me some? Are there certain books that have influenced u?
Another thought. I’d always thought that when I become successful and what not I’d devote my spare time on some humanitarian or political cause to improve the world or so forth.
Maybe that is the final step to reaching self-actualization that a man needs once he’s accomplished what he’s set out to achieve. And by improving the world, I mean something different then teaching guys success with women and fighting feminism.
Doing good for those around you is good for the “soul”.
Just a thought.
Post like this must be updated more frecuently!is fantastic :)
Here is a little off topic comment, but it is my general commentary that this Roosh has it going on and is the role model of how men should think and act in the coming period.
The New York Times has an article called “New Love- A short shelf life”
So in the article, they state that newlyweds have about 2 year time period where they are happier than the normal level, then it drops back down to normal or below normal levels.
It goes on to talk about some things that have been dealt with in manosphere sites, regular and habitual benefits being received in different pleasure centers than the surprise or random benefit. The tendency of mates to succumb to breeding strategies evolved to prevent incest or in-breeding and so the familiar is less desirable.
Of course it totally avoids any of idea of compromise on the part of the male in killing the alpha attraction that the woman might have had towards him as he fails shit test after shit test.
But the article does say that if a couple holds on 18 OR 20 YEARS UNTIL THE CHILDREN LEAVE THE NEST, then they might, might, rediscover each other in those post children years, and regain something close to the level happiness that had back when they were newlyweds.
HMMM. 18 or 20 years of being with a shrew bitch and you MIGHT be able to rediscover some the happiness you had before, when your love and relationship were new.
There were two comments that I found interesting.
This one I liked and seemed to fall right in line with what we learn on the manosphere.
“After 35 years of a very happy marriage, my husband died. I had been in one other relationship. I was just 18 when Steve and I lived together for a tumultuous but passionate two years. He wouldn’t marry me and so I left him and met my wonderful husband three weeks later. Now Steve is back in my life. He will be thrilled to read this article. To our utter shock, we discovered the passion sat, waiting, snake like, between us and we both find it incredible distracting to feel like this again: obsessive thoughts, wild sex, deep appreciation of the stupidest pop songs. Routine kisses? We can’t wait.”
So her alpha cock, Steve, wouldn’t marry her and she suckered a beta provider into paying her bills. So then after she had worked the poor fucker to death, then Steve, her alpha cock returned and moved into the dead guy’s house and is now fucking the dead guy’s wife, and the wife is thrilled as fuck. Steve doesn’t have to pull the wagon in betadom like the poor dead beta husband, and gets to stay Alpha while she says “Spank me daddy, I was a bad girl for marrying that beta.”
Now, this comment is what you really get when you marry.
“Missing in this discussion is how exhausted women become after giving birth to children. Women, for the most part, are working. Also, women do the lions share of household chores and childrearing duties. At the same time, families are far apart and the support from mothers, sisters, old friends, and mothers in law, are missing. The mother/wife is on her own. She is perpetually exhausted.
Sex is just not on the radar in a state of exhaustion. Warm and loving feelings come when the husband expresses sympathy and concern and, more to the point, shares the burdens of household chores and childcare. In most households, this does not happen. The husband comes home and allows the wife to to it all. Yes, he may empty the garbage or wash the car. But the daily grind belongs to the woman. This kills sex and love and leads to anger and resentment on the part of the woman. This article discusses sharing concerts, experiences, variety etc. etc. but makes no mention of sharing the mundane….. except cooking. Try cooking something interesting with infants and toddlers in your life.”
No matter that statistics show the man works more, commutes longer, helps with the house, watches children, makes more money and spends a small portion of what he makes on himself, and that most married men are supplicant sycophants to their shrew wives, this is the song you hear from women. Waaah Waaah.
She brings this bullshit into your life. She is the one that heaps on the crap, the kids, the housework, the schoolwork and activities, the financial stress, the drudgery, the soul killing routine.
But you’re the fuck, the selfish lazy fuck, who doesn’t deserve sex from that magic vagina of hers because you don’t mop the floor well enough or act as kitchen bitch up to her standards.
OK, so this where I get my ass kicked in comments and Fuck you if you don’t like what I say.
Next that bitch.
Train your thoughts that when you don’t have a bitch in your life, then you DON”T have a BITCH in your life.
And when you do it is on the high end of that happiness scale.
I dare you to cross that 90 day boundary that I get slammed for setting. See how that shit will work out for you. Because when you do, you set yourself up to cross that TWO YEAR boundary and into the land of monotony, boredom, and misery with a SHREW BITCH.
Take a lesson from this guy Roosh. OK, so you can’t chuck it all and travel. But there is some form of his lifestyle, some aspect, that you can fucking incorporate into your life.
Next that bitch, quickly, frequently, without remorse or sadness, with the awareness that, in the end, the statistics show you did the right thing for you.
If you think I am selfish for saying this. Fine. I am. I am selfish for my own personal happiness. I will no longer be a fucking tool for some shrew to use, abuse, and cast aside when my usefulness wanes. I can cook my own food and keep my own house the way I chose. I don’t need a bitch, except for one thing
And that is to fuck.
Men in their 20s and 30s should not be bragging about sex as if it’s some sort of accomplishment. Those who do are complete losers.
That’s the age when you should be having tons of sex. It’s not an accomplishment, it’s just a fact of life.
Especially in our modern, hypersexual, feminist culture where every single woman puts out by the 3rd date. Hell, even dates are barely necessary any more since most girls would rather just “hook up”.
If you’re in your 50s and still banging girls who are under age 30, then that’s an accomplishment. But a 30-year-old Roosh bragging about having a bunch of sex just comes across as weird and creepy.
Great post, Roosh. One of the best to date.
Could anybody dispense some redpill wisdom on the baking soda vs deodorant argument? I’ve heard about it a couple of times but I don’t know too much about it.
How about this Roosh? You read Rollo’s blog today about “Men in their garages”. I detect a certain wistfulness, of angst, in some of your recent posts.
Well, try on that cloak of unrequited dreams, of a life of monotony to which you are legally chained as a slave and Persona Non Grata within your own house where you lower than the dog in getting your needs and wants met.
When I close my eyes and I think of high points, it was when I was doing exactly what you are doing, when I walked the streets of Medellin at 3 in morning to find a pack of cigarettes, of taking the taxi driver inside a topless bar with me in Lima, of kissing with a Spanish girl in a bar for hours because the only Spanish I knew at the time was “Te quiero mucho”, of humping my oversized laptop, power strip, Vonage Box, an extension cord, and old princess phone to UniCentro Mall in the south side of Cali because it had free wireless internet so I could make calls, check emails, and take care of some business. It was teaching Oracle in EAFIT university in Colombia because I had guts to push it. It was being crammed into a small bus from Melgar to Carmen de Apricala in Tolima that was full that a teenage boy hung out the front door holding on the rail on the steps up into the push, watching as he delighted in surfing his hand in the wind as the push traveled through the night.
I admit that the exotic nature of it wore off and it became like my day to day life.
But now you’re back here in America.
And which do you prefer for your mundane everyday life?
Your next dream will soon make itself known to you.
I should hope that is that you amplify your writing from a blog and ebooks into a novel or larger piece of non-fiction that would be the equivalent of a 21st century Swann’s Way.
So as you came back to talk to your younger self, your current self in your 30s advising your younger self in your 20s, let me, as someone in their 50s, advise you,
You are nowhere near old, and your youthful strength is still abundant, and when you are in your 40s and into your 50s, you will not feel nor think a damn bit different than you did when you were 20. Your dick will still work quite fine, you will still be able to take down women. The most attractive women I ever had in my life, I had in my 50s. The game will different, it will be more about money, but not as much as you might think, and not if you don’t let it.
Yeah, I am sure the past years have been intense. You have jammed more into them than 99% of men get into a lifetime.
But cream always rises, and as you are walking, the next thing will appear. It might be a windwill, but it just might be greatness.
You have my respect and you certainly have my admiration.
One more piece of advice.
I would put the link but I think your spam filter kicks out those comments.
Go to Project Gutenberg. It is a non profit site maintained by the University of North Carolina that the great books from the past for public download.
Search for the phrase “Project Gutenberg” in Google and the first link returned will take you directly into the site. It should have a text input box on left to “Search Book Catalogue”.
And should get many pages of results.
One of the first, if not the first, links will be
“The Complete Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt” by Giacomo Casanova.
Be aware that this first file is links to the different chapters and volumes of this rather voluminous body of work.
So let the original Casanova give some artistic guidance to the 21st century version of it.
There is a lot similar in both your works and the works of Casanova, but he adds a little more of the politics, culture, and observations of life in his times.
And because he does, his work is of historical relevance to the reader off in the future. Me, for instance.
Like in one chapter, he is in Instanbul, and a wealthy Turk spends time with him, more or less interviewing him about ideas and philosophies. Then the man offers his daughter to Casanova in Marriage. But Casanova would be required to convert to Islam and train in the faith. But if he did then he would have a beautiful young virgin who had never been seen by another man and he would also become a man of consequence in the Ottoman Empire in the 1700s. Keep in mind the Ottoman Empire during that time was the richest and most powerful empire of its day. It had only been turned back from taking Vienna in 1667 and controlled all of northern Africa, the Levant, Mesopotamia, the north and south shore of the Black sea to include Romania, Bulgaria, the Ukraine, Hungary, Greece, the Balkans.
Casanova refers to this as “Donning the Turban” or “Adopting the Turban”. It was often quite common during the 1700s for European men to chuck it all in Europe and take position in the Ottoman Empire in exchange for some specialty like military or science, and receive wealth and the option of many women and wives. So Casanova debates the pros and cons of the choice. And it is a useful piece of writing to understand the mindset of men during the time.
So you want some books to read, well there you go, there are 30 volumes that follow the man from his youth to old age.
Casanova. Should have some relevance to you.
What’s up with the baking soda ?, I am curious…
Roosh, if you’re tiring of writing, I couldn’t tell. It’s still clear that you are putting your soul into it.
Isn’t it obvious that eventually you’ll evolve right out of the manosphere? You could keep writing books about getting laid but the general apathy towards that topic will come through to your writing.
i think end game is on the horizon for roosh
your writings and videos of recent seems you lost desire and intrest
i think you want a partner now instead of one night stands
will you be headin to asia as your last lap or just settle in poland or south america
[Roosh: I have no interest in monogamy.]
how come you dont merge your blog with return of kings
Here’s a challenge for you, Roosh, since you seem to need one …
Why don’t you try picking up women without ever out-and-out lying to them?
You don’t need to share more than is appropriate too soon.
You can withhold. You can be ambiguous.
You can use a different nickname,
but not a completely false name.
You cannot lie when running game.
Just as you need to find the right venue in a new city,
you’d need to find the right venue to make this work for you.
You need to find venues where the women love travel
& aren’t particularly hung up on monogamy.
They’re out there …
I know many of these places & these women.
If the guy I was then, met the guy I am now, he’d probably kick my ass.
Very creative post Roosh. Time is undeniably cruel and like Daniel Gilbert states baseline happiness does not change dramatically through life like our fantasy media has led us to believe. Pure conditioning.
The struggle definitely makes the man, gives time meaning. All memories good or bad tend to fade away.
@Roosh One does not gain interest in monogamy. Monogamy gains interest in you. Thanks to father time.
Or the alternative… hookers in your 60′s.
There is research about qualitative levels of happiness/welfare that show how adaptable humans are to changes in fortune (at least when they are living above a very low threshold of misery). An unexpected windfall or disaster, like winning the lottery or death of a loved on, will create a short term adjustment in happiness up or down, followed by a return to the pre-existing level of happiness.
The human mind incorporates the new information into the status quo and discounts it as the new ordinary. The lesson is that happiness is not just a state of mind, it is a choice we make.
Not only is your life right now sufficient to make you happy, there is nothing else out there that will make much of a difference.
“One does not gain interest in monogamy. Monogamy gains interest in you. Thanks to father time.
Or the alternative… hookers in your 60′s.”
Yes, and Neil Strauss thought the same thing, that game allowed him to find his special little soul mate, that Game was for boys, and that eventually monogamy finds you. So he quit to be with his special snowflake.
And three years later she was fucking Robbie Robertson and Strauss was back in Game.
Any of you that think you are so alpha, so in possession of tight Game that you are immune to the conditioning and distractions, the sense of entitlement, the cultural reality of women as they truly are,
then you better think again.
You better lose this idea that monogamy is the natural progression of maturity. It is a run for a safe harbor and it has its own price to pay.
And hookers in your 60s would be better than that beast that would be in the bed with you if marry now.
And that’s a fucking cheap generalization that is not based on any modern demographics. Dalrock has posted the number of “Never Maried” women on his site and that number is growing every year. And throw the 50% of women that divorce into the number of available women and then, march that trend 25 years into the future.
There will plenty of single women available, women who have gotten over the attitude, women who have fallen out of the search filters from men like me, 57 year olds that set their search filter at 40.
No, that hookers at 60 shit is an old stereotype. That Lonely Old Man fear is one of the most powerful weapons in the Feminine Imperative. You better commit or you’ll end up alone.
When you’re 60 you want to be alone. When you are 60, after years and years of dealing with women you will hate their fucking guts.
So marry and see how much sex you get at 60 from your wife, and as per Rollo’s blog today, you’ll be more apt to be out in the garage, hidng from that shrew in the house, tinkering with some bullshit hobby, and the clock will go tick tick tick tick.
When you are old, better to be with a 40 year old Colombian woman who wants to keep you alive because that Social Security Check comes every month along with the money you saved over your life from not paying for a bitch wife, then to live with a shrew until you rot in some nursing home.
Go ahead motherfucker, give in, run for fucking harbor. I fucking dare you.
You ain’t been there. I fucking have.
That is one philosophical post. Love it!
“OR: Your environment doesn’t change your borne temperament. It provides little boosts to your happiness level, but it always falls back to where it was at the start.”
Painful lesson I’ve learned too. I think one many people need to realize.
Minter, you are always so damn angry man.
Not a frequent reader. But I remember stumbling across some of your older posts some time ago and greatly enjoying the interesting mix of manifest intelligence, writing fluency, and that peculiarly male pattern-seeking obsessiveness applied to an unusual and interesting problem domain.
But, what also struck me, was an almost complete absence of wisdom. The stuff that gets caught under your finger nails from years spent digging uselessly in the dirt. Leaving aside the arrogant presumption that I am somehow qualified to decree on such matters, this? This post has wisdom.
There are bigger mountains to climb than the one you’ve been on. A Game beyond The Game. But you’ve already figured that out. Well done.
This is interesting. I wonder what headspace you’ll get to in 5 years time. Finding yourself in India?
Roosh, Minter, guys, i love y’all <3
Roosh.Sometimes when I read your articles, you talk about the effort to approach many girls during daytime, I think that is something you must get tired of very quickly.
However I think the need to score new women can continue to the age of 40, but then it’s really time to settle.
I like the funny writing style and I’m curious how your blog will evolve, maybe you will change to ther subjects.
This makes me want to watch Bill and Teds excellent adventure….
Roosh, do you have many male friends?
I mean really close male friends?
“Minter, you are always so damn angry man.”
You say anger, i say care. Mark Minter is our “Old Roosh” who came from the future to warn our sorry asses. Where’s the blog already sir?
There is no life without struggle. The journey is always better than the destination.
Read “The Paradox of Choice” by Barry Schwartz.
@ 21,25,26 Mark Minter Bravo,Bravo,Bravo!
Next the Bitch, words to live by…
Keep up the good work boys.
Man, get a life!
Second the Casanova autobiography recommendation.
One of the best posts of your career.
Your purpose is not pussy. Your purpose is to see the world, and tell the truth. Or maybe “purpose” is a bullshit word, and a better word is “project,” like that South American guy you talked about who was building his ranch.
Yours is a fucking hard and painful project. It may amount to nothing while you live to see it. Telling the truth is the hardest motherfucking thing there is to do. But with shit like this, you are killing it. You are doing what you were made for.
Also: I am drunk.
I’m glad to see that the game isn’t making you happy. You don’t deserve happiness you RAPIST!
@ 36 Mark Minter
Yes I accept Ur dare… I will marry a 25 year old girl from SEA when I’m 40, where bitches aren’t entitled, will cook for me and the divorce rate is <30%, and "banging massage parlor girls on the side" is somewhat accepted.
When I'm in my 60's she'll be in her 40's.
But you go ahead and continue to play the game into your 70's man.
“YR: Holy shit! Dude, are you fucking with me?
OR: No, I am not fucking with you.
Hemingway was never this good.”
I was thinking Glengarry Glenn Ross-
Ok honestly proofreading the first book should have been a bitch. Proofreading is ALWAYS a bitch.
There’s one more level of existence Roosh! And that is…The Battle! The never-ending battle between good and evil!
All your writing should be about The Battle, then the pen is your sword and you slay with your words. Then…and only then…you achieve glory!
Yupp, that’s the next level. I think you’ll get more happiness by being part of the battle. I do.
Right now you’re kinda like the guy who got his three Genie bottle wishes. You got your money, your travel, and your sex. But you still haven’t made money off of your purpose, and slaying your enemies.
No worries, can’t wait to see what is next for Roosh!
Really magnificent post.
I’m also intrigued by the point made by the commenter above, who argues that our happiness is naturally falling as we age, so we must work harder and harder to maintain the same level of happiness.
I think this is certainly true if you live the bachelor lifestyle. But having kids can be a way to transition to a new stage of life and a different type of happiness/fulfillment. Other than that… but I guess that is a type of hard work you’re having to put in for the emotional reward, and it will also wear off within a couple of years and you’ll be back to trying to manufacture new happiness for yourself.
As an ideologue committed to a cause greater than myself, I always have hope. As a Christian, I can maintain a realistic perspective about the ultimate futility and fallen-ness of man, without losing that hope.
I think it takes an unrefined spirit to engage in so much meaningless, hopeless activity without taking the obvious route of committing suicide out of a combination of bored disgust, conservation of effort, and discomfort minimization.
Of course, it is equally meaningless to believe simply because one fears death. But there is ample evidence, starting with Josh McDowell’s Evidence That Demands a Verdict.
Here’s another nice piece on the same issue of “returning to baseline happiness” in relationships, jobs, etc.
I find this post pretty amazing.
Thank you Roosh for being a great inspiration for us
On my website I give a good gift for you ;)
You’re writing improves every time.
Great concept for narrative.
More revealing than your posts, or your books, as to the your inner mind. You have skill … but, there will be another “Older Roosh” in 5 years, 10 years, and 20.
Life is a marathon, not a sprint … and continues to unfold.
1) Yes life is a marathon and you need bad things to happen as they will shape your character and help you deal with adversity. If the same bad thing happens to you repeatedly resulting in consistent misery, find a way to deal with it and if multiple steps don’t work..flat out escape it.
2) As a guy who is semi self-employed now as well, it takes a great deal of motivation to keep spreadsheeting, etc. I understand how that feels, but it appears as if Roosh deserves the lifestyle he has bc he keeps giving back in form of so many great tidbits for people like myself.
3) The trip where you learned about the value of foreign language importance in Venezuela happened to me when I went to Spain in 2010. Came back home immediately and made the most out of my academic resources resulting in 8 hours of Span and 17 hours of Portuguese completed in 1.5 years. And it’s made my travels since then much more rewarding as well! :)
Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man’s character, give him power.
I agree with 31 Rael – game the broads with the absolute truth, that would be a testament to your skills.
Or try ‘handicaps’:
shaving the top of your head (as if you were balding) and see if your game still works
or wear glasses perhaps
Roosh since reading this article this morning, and i’ve been thinking about your one piece of advice ever since:
“Everything good that happens to you is bad, and everything bad that happens to you is good.”
This goes back to the whole hedonic treadmill idea, that you’ve touched on in the past.
We quickly adapt to our conditions (see studies of happiness levels of lottery winners and paraplegics both immediately after change and 1 year down the line) for better or worse that makes us able to conquer our environments.
There is a theory called hormetism, basically stating, a little bit of what you hate, is good for you. Almost necessary. It’s like the antagonist in a film that spurs the hero on to accept his true identity clear his inner conflict and go for his goals. They always end on the climax, the peak when the hero has defeated his foe, because day to day, that hero wears himself down again and becomes boring, normal, again.
I think what you’re saying is that by learning to love what you don’t like, you can use that fuel to conquer your inner self no matter what environment you’re in.
That’s probably the same reason why in older cultures religious folks, thank God when things go well, AND when things go shitty. Maybe that psychological behaviour therapy, helps condition them to better conquer their environments.
Conversely, by hating what you love, you keep that little bit of distance, don’t let yourself get too easy so you’re never quite fully in the plateau and decline phase of the hedonic treadmill.
By tempering your highs and lows, or atleast your mindset towards them, you maximise contentment in the long run, rather than having one high cancel the other low out.
I’d definitely be interested in reading another article where you expand upon this.
Personally, Roosh, I’d suggest holding off on shaving the head or the beard until you’re completely done with the Roosh persona you’ve created & want to be unrecognizable as the Roosh from the youtube videos …
This is the realist shit you have EVER written!!!
Dude, you took the words right outta my keyboard. Thanks for sharing your wisdom as a man with a few years ahead of us all to lay down some truth so we can avoid the landmine.
I suspected as much what you wrote. Even under the best of circumstances monogamy, or ‘settling down’ is a tedious bore. But like you say over time it all turns to shit on a stick, regardless of how genuine she may seem.
Please start your own blog, I will be reading it regularly.
@ INTERNATIONAL COLLEGE STUDENT
Don’t count on SEA to not change. And don’t count on SEA from not being contaminated from the western virus that has plagued western women. The divorce rate in China alone is skyrocketing as their economy grows. This plus the social media and smartphone technologies contribute to the trashing of women worldwide. And finding your flower and settling down before the conamination becomes pandemic is futile. Once she changes she’ll still leave. Minter’s assertions in this thread already applies to the west or westernizing world, and will eventually apply to all women across the globe. Welcome to the party, pal.
I am 30 and retired…. thanks for summing something up that I have felt for the past 14 months… Its weird when you read something that you quasi- knew already but did not want to admit
Roosh, would I be right in guessing that you were partially inspired to write this by Mark Twain’s “What Is Man?”
[...] Interesting post by Roosh. It seems like he’s slowly burning out. [...]
Hopefully space travel will take off soon so Roosh can go fuck alien bitches and write BANG MARS.
But seriously… I don’t think Roosh is burning out, he’s just evolving. It’s part of being human.
That said, I think a new challenge would do you some good Roosh. The come up is more fun than holding on to what you got.
Wow. Just wow. Brilliant piece.
Thanks for the read!
[...] so the moral of the story is to stay humble and never consider anything a success or a failure. When I close a deal worth tens of thousands, I ask myself, “Is this a good thing, or is [...]
[...] so the moral of the story is to stay humble and never consider anything a success or a failure. When I close a deal worth tens of thousands, I ask myself, “Is this a good thing, or is this a [...]
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