Post #19

Whores of the Matrix #3

"The Second Intern"

I'm aware of how strongly some people are triggered by these texts.
Also that at first glance, it looks like an act of revenge.
Honestly, an act of revenge would be far easier than this shit.
Revenge is for petulant children who don't know how to handle situations.
The task is to find out how consciously women manipulate.
How they exploit male dependence on sex to their advantage.
But the crucial point is how far -> conscious/unconscious.
This isn't a war against the female sex.
It's only meant to serve understanding.
When there's reflection on one's own actions, the path is clear for love.
True love exists only with wisdom; everything else is a game.
From the first small lie between lovers, trust begins to decline.
As in the book, the behavior of three specific female characters will be analyzed in the next episodes.
As in the book, the behavior of three specific female characters will be analyzed.

#1 Girlfriend Experience / Selling Fake Relationships
#2 Manipulative Girlfriend with Her Own Purpose
#3 Manipulative Person in Socially Advantageous/Upscale Relationships

All three characters very likely follow a plan that connects them through unconscious/conscious evil actions. This plan is instigated by public figures and will be demonstrated with examples later. The characters are inwardly compelled to lie to and torment those around them.
This behavior is one of the reasons why we all sleepwalk through it and nobody notices.
Sleeping through it means, as harsh as it sounds, that we exhibit schizophrenic behavior in society without understanding it. We lie and act like little children.
We only consider one person important in our lives: ourselves.
But nobody teaches us how to deal with ourselves.

Nobody wants to hear the truth.
That is the reason for the lack of capacity: the fear that one's own theory of life might fail.
I know this fear very well.
It burns inside when your own seemingly valid facts start to crumble.
A cramping feeling in your stomach.
This feeling indicates mistakes.
Mistakes that should be taken seriously.
Mistakes are important; without mistakes, there is no progress.
In my life, I've made quite a few mistakes.
Mistakes that preoccupied me for a long time, searching for someone to blame.
Until I understood that the culprit was me, with my lack of self-reflection.
The fundamental problem here is that we haven't learned to admit our own mistakes.
As a society, we always look for someone who must have messed up.
A scapegoat who is then burned at the stake.
Like the witches 400 years ago.
As soon as one of us thinks or acts differently, we meet that person with suspicion and mistrust, a completely natural instinct. But an animalistic one that we can escape.
The next episodes of "Whore of the Matrix" will address self-perception.
Which we project onto our surroundings, thereby transferring our own reality to others.
Without understanding that we only revolve around our own cosmos…
So, what happened with the second intern?
Thanks to many hands, the new business was up and running in no time.
I was finally able to put my experiences and ideas of the last few years into practice.
The concept was perfect, and the team was super sweet; everything clicked.
I even managed to get the lovely intern excited about the shop.
She was hired as an apprentice through the newly founded GmbH (limited liability company).
Our friendly relationship had grown stronger over the past few months, and we talked about our shared problems.
Since my school days, I've maintained genuine friendships with women.
They possess knowledge that helps with understanding.
Therefore, it was only natural that I would talk about the penis envy complex.
Of course, I also knew that these are topics my female listeners like to hear about.
Clearly triggered, she naturally wanted to know just how big the problem area actually was. What do men do in such situations, tell the truth or exaggerate?
Of course, the topic only concerned me and wasn't personally involved.
So, I exaggerated; she'd never even see him anyway.
But I had absolutely no idea what this conversation triggered in her.
My only goal was to get out of the situation as easily as possible.
The fact that this one statement even came about in the first place is precisely the game I want to prove. It was a compulsion to tell it, to start this test, this trigger game.
The task would have been to recognize that there was an innocent person sitting there, whose thoughts I was trying to put on the back of.
It's precisely these small, subtle statements that then have incredibly far-reaching consequences.

Not a single thought was wasted, or if it was, it couldn't be recalled.
All I wanted was for her to come to me.
She came and jumped into the tub first.
With the towel wrapped around her, she wanted to see what had been dominating her thoughts for so long.
She pulled out her stiff cock and started giving me a blowjob.
That cheeky grin, pausing briefly to ask, but not coming right away?
That made everything inside me shut down, and I wanted to possess her completely.
Now I could only think of myself.
Even today, I still see myself completely on autopilot, doing something that could be called sex.
I whirled around over her like a madman, wanting it all as quickly as possible. "Let's go to bed," I begged her.
She climbed the ladder in front of me and offered me her ass.
Once in bed, I wanted to dominate her and control her from behind.
I looked at her beautiful ass and thought, everything is perfect.
But what was she doing now?
She started to cry?
Everything went wrong, I couldn't understand anything anymore.
What had happened? She was actually crying.
I quickly grabbed some tissues and rushed down the ladder into the living room.
A metal hinge stuck up on the ladder and had to be carefully navigated.
In my haste, I overlooked the hinge and caught my knee on it.
Sharing the tissues with her, my focus was on the large gash.
Forgetting her distress, I hurried to the emergency room as fast as possible.
Work and everyday life quickly caught up with us both again.
I didn't want to waste a single thought on how my nice friend was feeling.
It was my first affair.

The unwritten law of "brothers before brides" was always considered a very important oath of loyalty.
Especially since I myself am punished with sexual envy, no one else should be subjected to something like that.
Especially not by me.
But I was busy and didn't want to think about it.
But the question tormented me. Why did she just cry?
Was the stakes too high?
Was she feeling her real boyfriend?
What her opinion was about my penis and how the second sex date went will be revealed in the next episode.
An interesting synchronicity will also play a role again.
Which already hinted at the huge mistake during the first date.
What synchronicities are and what they have to do with higher realities will be explained next week.
There are also recurring overlaps in my reality with the music.
I know how crazy that sounds, but it's a fact.
This was my first secret affair ever.

An affair that defined my last 17 years.
An affair that labeled my behavior as perverse in front of so many people.
An affair that, just like with the intern before, accuses me of abuse.