Scenes from Poland flash into my mind. The gray street I lived on for two years, with the hipster cafe right across my kitchen window. My favorite pub where I’d stand next to the bathroom and fish for loose Polish women. The Catholic Church I walked by a thousand times but only went into at the very end. The shopping mall with the basement supermarket. Two-hundred grams of cheese and one-hundred grams of ham, prosze. I met a virgin there in the produce section, and I’m sure she still is a virgin.

I’m back home in my place of birth. Poland was only a waystation, but I made too many memories there. I remember the lake I would ride around with a rented bicycle and the pleasing aroma of hamburger meat from the food truck down the street. I remember the profession of insincere love she whispered into my eager ear. Go away, all of it! You are not a part of my life anymore.

I commandeered a section of my mother’s living room. I look out the window and see my 21-year-old mountain vehicle parked on the street. Three black teenagers film a low-budget rap video. Poland taps on the glass. Do you miss me? Maybe going back could be good for me. I wouldn’t need a car to get around. My friends would live only minutes away—no more driving for an hour or two just to have a dinner with them.

And don’t you remember how cheap it was? You can’t afford America, especially after burning your books in so rash a manner. You’ll need a lot of time to write new books. Cheap and pleasant Poland can help with that. How else do you think you’re going to live? You don’t even have health insurance. Your parents wouldn’t mind if you go back. They love you, and will support you like they always have. Go back, Roosh, go back to Poland. The United States is not for you.

Get behind me, Satan!

My life in Poland was a fantasy. Money from sex filth, auto-deposited into my bank account. Women sexually craved me because of a beard and an accent they heard in movies and television shows they never should’ve watched. No family responsibilities, no rides to give to my mother or aunt. No real worries or concerns. The hardest part of the day was pumping up my muscles in the gym to sustain a steady supply of sex. Did my latest game book add to my savings? Let me count the dollars. Does the harlot want another go? Let me prepare the bed of fornication.

Living abroad was supposed to make me a man, but it made me more like a woman. It made me effeminate, an addict of pleasure and comfort. The bigger my muscles became on the outside, the weaker I became on the inside. Fornication put shackles on my wrists; cheap living put them on my ankles. Where did my virtue go? Lost in my luggage on one of my yearly visits back home to pretend I loved my family. And what of those men who followed me into foreign lands? Blind like me. I lived a fantasy for too long, and now when I want to live right, the memories of all my mistakes penetrate my mind when I pray, when I drive my mother to the supermarket, when I pay $400 for a visit to the dentist.

I lost and found myself in Poland. Killed and reborn in the same place. Deemed so by God. Poland served its purpose; the world served its purpose, but I am not a child of Poland or the world. I am the blood child of an Iranian man and Armenian woman who immigrated to the United States, my home. I am the spiritual child of God the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Let Poland be for the Poles and let the world be for the worldly. Get behind me, Poland, I live with you no longer.

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Thanks Roosh, now Poland is seducing me.

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Sounds like Poland was a nice place. What you chose to make of it is for you to interpret. As I read this, I find myself thinking that the US is an absurdly expensive place to live and that I’ve lived in cheaper parts of Europe with a way better quality of life. The sense of community was there as well.

Ultimately, I came back to the states for family, friends, and to tie up some loose ends.

As life gets more obscene in America (higher costs, lower standard of living), the allure of Elsewhere gets stronger. Heck, even some of my darkest days overseas were nothing compared to what’s going on stateside right now.

I wonder how many Russians were able to find greener pastures before communists took over... it’s never too late to leave until it is.

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True words, but remember our paths and experiences shape who we are, and they are not all bad. My favorite pastor ended every sermon by saying take that which resonates, and leave the rest behind (or sometimes, take only the good, and reject the evil).

Poland may have been a place you visited when you were being particularly sinful, but it's not a particularly sinful place. It's a very beautiful place, and a much more holy place than America, on the whole.

European cities are created for man to rejoice and be social. And they were also designed around the church as the major social focal point. Most Latin America cities are the same: giant plazas with enormous churches where the people congregate every day. In America, the church is often a place one only sees on Sunday, if at all, sometimes even located in a strip mall, but in EU and Latin America, the church, its visitors and parishioners are seen coming and going through the most visible and public part of town.

Did any of your Polish experiences lead you closer to God? Did the separation from your family make you feel guilt or longing to reunite with them that helps you value and cherish your family more now? Did the beautiful city inspire you, even if you didn't realize at the time the cities were designed and built by godly men who were doing their best to glorify God with beauty and architecture and city planning that would inspire future generations long after they were dead?

Is there any meaning to the fact that you chose a sinful life while living in a beautiful and more religious culture (where you could casually meet virgin girls) and that now, in a sinful and ugly locale, you are choosing a life of godliness?

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Great write up. However, perhaps ironically, this article has now made me want to visit Poland. I do completely understand why you would associate Poland or any other Country you stayed in for a while, like Ukraine, with sin. It reminds me of how I associate the town I went to college in as Sodom & gamorra, even though I’m sure the natives of that town see the town in a completely different way(quiet, scenic, country) My worst days of fornication and degeneracy were in that town so of course I will have nothing but “bad” memories of it. However, even through the bad, that town opened my eyes and led me to this moment where I am today. This is why I agree with Max Roscoe above.

I don’t want to reveal much of myself on this forum, but I too, am a second generation immigrant like Roosh with only a small, immediate family. My parents uprooted themselves and took away what could’ve been a poor, but fruitful life spent with my native people and most importantly, family and culture. While I love the United States and very much appreciate the good that has come from being born here and raised in the States, I would be lying if I said I felt like this was “home”. And no, im not making it a racial thing. There is 0 sense of community here, on top of me living in a liberal state. I can barely connect with people on a political level (right wing) as they are hard to find, and the church I go to is the only traditional church for miles. There is no culture unifying anyone here, I can’t relate to a group of people and have to settle for “stragglers” like myself. Meanwhile, I went to Europe sometime ago and it was completely different... completely. It wasn’t the rose-tinted glasses skewing my view either. This particular country had history, a culture, an identity. Everyone just “got” what the other person was saying, as if everyone was “one”. I felt immense sorrow returning to the United States because I realized how deracinated our country truly was at that moment.

Poland has a fighting chance to be a major Catholic force in Europe and to me, that is very inspiring. Seeing the photos and videos this past year of them fighting against Globohomo, their Zeal for God, etc has always made me curious about the place and now, I really want to visit now that I am a full-fledged Catholic. I will go to visit their numerous churches, and get to know their wonderful culture, which is the way travel is supposed to be. And yes, I know they have their issues as Roosh has pointed out himself the past few years, but again, they are in a position to retain what they have.

I have thought of either moving out of state or even out of the country(but there’s no way in staying in the state I’m in) , and if that’s the case, so be it. After all, we’re in, but not of this world, so why does it matter where in the world we are located as long as we have Our Lord’s light illuminating us, guiding us away from Sin?

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This is a heartfelt and very evocative piece. Two questions occurred to me as I was reflecting on it:

  1. What if the author had gone to Poland (and Europe more generally) not to seek casual sex in the context of a large number of transient relationships, but an excellent wife?
  2. Is the United States actually capable of giving the author what he is now searching for? As the above contributors have pointed out, the US is a highly atomized country regardless of which side of the 'left-right' divide you happen to be standing on. Aside from anything else, most of it is not really built on a human scale; if you have drive two hours just to get somewhere, there is probably something wrong with your location.

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^^ I tend to agree with both your points.

The issue is that places sometimes remind us of our demons or habits. So Roosh staying away from Poland might be pretty justifiable, if he feels that being there, would cause him to slip into his old ways. Or perhaps he feels that at its root, this is the temptation, even though he is rationalizing it with the smaller things like the architecture or the food.

Agree totally, Poland is probably a less fallen place than USA. As a Catholic I have heard good things about it, and someone searching for Christians could likely find a community.

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"One can never cross the same river twice"

If you visit Poland now, it will be different, because you are different.

The "fantasy" is that in any foreign country you will just be accepted by the locals and be able to build a community when you didn't grow up there or have shared experience with the majority of the population. You might still be an outsider.

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"One can never cross the same river twice"

If you visit Poland now, it will be different, because you are different.

The "fantasy" is that in any foreign country you will just be accepted by the locals and be able to build a community when you didn't grow up there or have shared experience with the majority of the population. You might still be an outsider.

It is absolutely true that there is no guarantee of one being accepted by locals in a foreign country.

However, in the United States, the chances of being acutely alienated even from people with whom you share the same nationality and many formative experiences are still exceptionally high. In fact, given the state of contemporary American culture, I would almost worry if you didn't feel a profound sense of disconnect from that psychological milieu.

Conversely, there are probably around 75-100 countries where you can have a dramatically higher overall quality of life than in the United States, and where the women are, generally speaking, significantly more religious and beautiful: solid wife material, in other words.

When confronted with that reality, what should the correct response be?

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Poland is on my list for countries where I may be able to live a traditional, normal life with a quality woman. Nice family houses in Krakow that cost $200k USD. A place where a 40yo guy can meet a nice woman that still has eggs left. Maybe even work remotely in nearby Germany or the UK.

Surely this is still the case for a man with good intentions?

I just share the same concerns, missing my family, friends and life in Australia.

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^^ I tend to agree with both your points.

The issue is that places sometimes remind us of our demons or habits. So Roosh staying away from Poland might be pretty justifiable, if he feels that being there, would cause him to slip into his old ways. Or perhaps he feels that at its root, this is the temptation, even though he is rationalizing it with the smaller things like the architecture or the food.

Agree totally, Poland is probably a less fallen place than USA. As a Catholic I have heard good things about it, and someone searching for Christians could likely find a community.

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Angels and people may be called fallen, places not so much.

It is said that many of the desert fathers had ventured farther and farther from civilization to escape vice, but this did not guarantee holiness and greatly reduced the cultivation of virtues or the conversion of others. Now if you’re a gambling addict don’t move to Vegas, but with the internet so many vices are always accessible. Better than trying to outrun yourself, seek God’s mercy and grace. Repent. “Go and sin no more.” For some it will be a struggle of decades, but often you will be granted clarity and sufficient grace. For a while my favorite prayer was St Augustine’s: Lord grant me chastity, but not yet.

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This article is great, and it reminds me why I so enjoy reading and learning from the written words of others. The sentiments of this piece really create an impartial narrative and I feel like its insights can be applied to the circumstances of anyone's life and struggles. To me, it also echoes and has parallels to the story of the Prodigal son.

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It looks to me like the problem was your lifestyle and not Poland. I am from Finland and have only driven through Poland once, but surely there is a higher chance of finding a quality woman there as compared to the United States of Sodomy?

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"One can never cross the same river twice"

If you visit Poland now, it will be different, because you are different.

The "fantasy" is that in any foreign country you will just be accepted by the locals and be able to build a community when you didn't grow up there or have shared experience with the majority of the population. You might still be an outsider.

Maybe, but to some extent that also depends on your genetic roots. People don’t seem consciously aware of it I noticed that I was noticed significantly less in Poland than in Germany. People seemed to assume I was Polish unless I spoke.

If they hadn’t jumped full board into the “new normal” I would have been job searching there continuously and probably have left by now. The country has a relatively strong hand in the region Because of how much industry has moved from Western countries to Poland and there’s an opportunity to become the regional China if they play their cards right....which they aren’t m.

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I dont understand why you wouldn't consider Armenia as a destination Roosh. Being also of Armenian extraction, and having lived there myself, i can assure you you would be more than welcome in the land of your ancestors. Your church is there, your people, at least half of them are there, your history.

On a political level alone I have never lived in such a based, trad and broadly red pilled land in my time. Being a semi-famous Armenian as you are, you would absolutely be welcolmed and respected.

It's probably the least degenerate and trad Christian country anywhere on the fringes of Europe.

If anything Armenia needs its sons to return for the coming years. What does America need from you? Other than your supplication to Globo Homo.

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I dont understand why you wouldn't consider Armenia as a destination Roosh. Being also of Armenian extraction, and having lived there myself, i can assure you you would be more than welcome in the land of your ancestors. Your church is there, your people, at least half of them are there, your history.

On a political level alone I have never lived in such a based, trad and broadly red pilled land in my time. Being a semi-famous Armenian as you are, you would absolutely be welcolmed and respected.

It's probably the least degenerate and trad Christian country anywhere on the fringes of Europe.

If anything Armenia needs its sons to return for the coming years. What does America need from you? Other than your supplication to Globo Homo.

I don't understand it also because if I were in this position I would make the move. The only argument I can think of is not wanting to leave your family behind. On the other hand maybe it's a sign of the times for the whole family to end this exodus and go back. Maybe Armenia needs a headstrong man like Roosh who could be their ambassador into the anglosphere.

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America is rapidly becoming a failed state, one which will only going to get worse. If you want to be pragmatic and lead a simple,, Christian life away from interference as much as realsitically possible, whilst still being made welcome, then as a diasporean Armenian, it would crazy to think there's a better option elsewhere.

The idea of packing up and just landing in a country that you decide is the 'best option' from a box ticking list, is very flawed in the sense that you will always be an outsider, when things get bad the neighbours you previously thought you were on good terms with, may well turn away. In Group preference amps up tenfold in troubled times.

A diasporean Armenian would not have this in Armenia, especially a devout Christian, and a member of & somewhat prominent promoter of the Armenian Apostate Church,

If you want to start a family with a good Christian girl, then the chances of that occurring would be massively boosted too.

I also understand the family situation, especially with elderly relatives, but at such a key time in one's life, surely the time to make roots & start a familiy yourself should take precedence over looking after elderly relatives, a task which could perhaps take you into your mid fifities and beyond.

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For those of you who think Europe is safe. It is not. It will be worse than America.
It will all burn.

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