ACE OF APES (part one): what it means to be a man in Nature.

THE WEAK DIE, THE STRONG PROGRESS. Disease and pestilence can only be survived when only the strong are put forward. It is the law of nature; it is the only way life can be sustained. Well that script changed when Homo sapiens came into the theater.



To be male is to be huge, strong, majestic and proud. Look at the Silverbacks, compare them to the female gorillas, how majestic they are and how they overshadow the ladies with their masculinity;


look at the Lions, the mane, their size, their roar; makes the Lionesses look like house cats;


look at the Peacocks, how beautiful and magnificent they are, the peahens disappear into the background when the peacock strides in;

look at the bull frogs, their mighty bellows of a throat, as they croak in show of their strength, the ladies less outstanding in appearance; take a look at the mighty bull Elephants with tusks twice the size of the females. Look at the bulls, compare them to the heifers, do you see the strength of the males?


Take a look at the Mighty Male Human; he is gradually losing his pride and identity. He walks the streets without grace and pride. He does not care to groom himself. He has lost touch with his identity as an animal and in his foolishness thinks himself to be above nature, he has lost his way and only seeks to be pitied, crying and asking why ladies are the way they are. wanting cheap lays.

Mufasa looks down from pride rock without a care in the world, his pride radiated by the African sun. His mane full, his body rippling in muscles, he yawns into the savanna wind showing bringing to view a rack of white daggers all set in place with no imperfection to be seen. His yawn cascades into a low roar, low it is but a far traveling broadcast that the king is still in charge.
Behind this magnificent specimen of lion is a pride of Lionesses and their cubs. He is the father of them all. No bastard is welcome in his kingdom, it is the one sin he would not forgive, it is the one time he activates the "dog eat dog" protocol" ruthlessly executing any cub that is not his.
This is no work of fiction; this is the law and way of nature.
His harem of C**t is earned and deserved. First he has to be grateful to his parents who gave him the "big and strong “genes. Had his dad been a weakling, a scrawling spiderling of a lion, how would he have inherited the genes that make intimidating to his competition?
He has been fighting for 10 years now to keep his harem. Every now and then, the other lions c**t starved living at the fringes of his territory would come to take that which is his. Most of the time the fight ends even before it begins, all he has to do is stand up and roar, gnarling and showing he has lost none of his fangs. This is enough to send the ambitious rivals scampering with their tails between their legs. Quickly realizing they are no match for Mufasa, the Alpha of the pride. They are dispatched back to a life of solitude, to bid their time, to grow their muscles, to grown their canine, to grow their desire for the ladies.

One day Mufasa would be challenged, an outcast male would return, Mufasa would stand and bluff as usual, but the boy is no longer a boy, he has returned a man. Bluffing won’t do, dues must be paid in blood. Mufasa is old, his joints ache, he is slower, and all he wants is to sleep all day. What is wrong with these young lads? "Leave me alone and go back where thou cometh from." No Mufasa, you took out the alpha before you, you took his ladies - 12 of them they were. You chased down his cubs that could not run fast enough. You slayed them all. Only the adolescents escaped. Now one of the escapees has returned. You shall suffer the same fate. The same fate he suffers - shamefully chased out of the pride by this young ambitious lion. He scampers to safety not wishing to lose more that the blood that he has already had spilled by this young fool.

The young fool runs through the pride, by the end of the day, the cubs of mufasa that could not get out of his sight fast enough lay in the grass, flies swarming on their carcass as hyenas wait patiently to snatch the delicious snacks left wasting by the lion. the wonder why food should be left to waste.

The pride has a new king, he thinks his job is done, he has had no c**t ever in his life, he is eager, he cannot wait. He sights a young, beautiful lioness in the pride, "now i shall have you." he growled, making to mount her as she lies in the grass. "arggggggg!!!!!" what the f**k! Don’t you know who i am? I am the New King!" before he could recover from his astonishment, She attacks again. He is chased out of the pride by a mare lioness; He that just defeated the mighty Mufasa, humbled by a woman. He is baffled. This ritual continues for several days, he cannot help it, the whiff of the ladies getting into his head. He must get laid.
Then one day after another round of fierce fighting with the ladies, the fight gets savagely romantic and finally she stoops down and allows him have his way. He has proven he is strong; she can now have cubs for him and know her cubs would be strong. The pride would survive. He is now officially the head of the pride. He has proven himself.


The human male lives in denial of his animalistic nature, wishing the Homo Sapiens specie can prove to be beyond the savage, seemingly less intelligent nature of other animals to which he is a family of. He wishes the human race to be the third branch in the families of living organisms as he claims not to be an animal and obviously cannot be in the plant family. Denying his nature, he fights a different battle thinking this has made him escape the order of nature that requires he proves his worthiness to procreate.
We live in a society in which by our intelligence have negotiated a place for the weak in our specie to continue contributing to the gene pool. Fortunately our female companions do not agree with the stupidity of the beta males.

The evolutionary instinct of the females remains strong and has evolved to accommodate the trickery and deceit of the beta male specie.

Women are in hunt for the Providers and Protectors.
She has learned to employ all manner of trickery to control the outcomes in her own favour.
Why should she lie down and let a weakling plow her fields. Why should her female companions have men of champion stock for keeps and she settles for the rejects?

A woman's choice is has best as the options she has.
She is not attracted to you for nothing; she is attracted to you because you are the best of the stock that is available.

do not be delusional that you would not prove yourself capable of being a provider. do not fantasize that you would have her when you cannot be a protector. You must prove you an alpha or an alpha to be.
Weakness is not to be tolerated in the herd. The weak would be shamed and kicked out of the pack.

Look around you, look at the animals, the males are always the most beautiful in every specie. From chickens to goats, from deer to bears, from lions to stallions. You would find in nature that the males are always the best looking compared to their female companions.

It matters that you dress and look successful

It matters that you walk with dignity and pride


The human male that thinks himself better than an animal, has lost his pride. He is a weakling; he seeks pity and want to procreate his weak genes. What a shame !

Hardmirror is BACK. Where have you been? You used to be very active in the religion section.


That is why we have the RED PILL PHILOSOPHY. It is definitely the GAME CHANGER.

HardMirror:


The human male that thinks himself better than an animal, has lost his pride. He is a weakling; he seeks pity and want to procreate his weak genes. What a shame !

The Bible is fresher than tomorrow's newspaper. Jesus!

Ninejaywon:
Hardmirror is BACK. Where have you been? You used to be very active in the religion section.


That is why we have the RED PILL PHILOSOPHY. It is definitely the GAME CHANGER.

the Beta Lions kicked out of the pride would occasionally return, they would try to sneak into the pride to mount any lioness that would let them, they almost never succeed.

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The Bible is fresher than tomorrow's newspaper. Jesus!

With no tangible solution to any of the world's problems

hahn:


With no tangible solution to any of the world's problems

Lol, saving souls and families, directing us to a glorious eternity. What more do you want? It comes with a complete package, do you need it to literally fly?

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Lol, saving souls and families, directing us to a glorious eternity. What more do you want? It comes with a complete package, do you need it to literally fly?

Saving souls from what? Hell? Who created hell fire?

Do you have any evidence of this "eternity"?

HardMirror:
ACE OF APES (part one): what it means to be a man in Nature.

THE WEAK DIE, THE STRONG PROGRESS. Disease and pestilence can only be survived when only the strong are put forward. It is the law of nature; it is the only way life can be sustained. Well that script changed when Homo sapiens came into the theater.



To be male is to be huge, strong, majestic and proud. Look at the Silverbacks, compare them to the female gorillas, how majestic they are and how they overshadow the ladies with their masculinity;


look at the Lions, the mane, their size, their roar; makes the Lionesses look like house cats;


look at the Peacocks, how beautiful and magnificent they are, the peahens disappear into the background when the peacock strides in;

look at the bull frogs, their mighty bellows of a throat, as they croak in show of their strength, the ladies less outstanding in appearance; take a look at the mighty bull Elephants with tusks twice the size of the females. Look at the bulls, compare them to the heifers, do you see the strength of the males?


Take a look at the Mighty Male Human; he is gradually losing his pride and identity. He walks the streets without grace and pride. He does not care to groom himself. He has lost touch with his identity as an animal and in his foolishness thinks himself to be above nature, he has lost his way and only seeks to be pitied, crying and asking why ladies are the way they are. wanting cheap lays.

Mufasa looks down from pride rock without a care in the world, his pride radiated by the African sun. His mane full, his body rippling in muscles, he yawns into the savanna wind showing bringing to view a rack of white daggers all set in place with no imperfection to be seen. His yawn cascades into a low roar, low it is but a far traveling broadcast that the king is still in charge.
Behind this magnificent specimen of lion is a pride of Lionesses and their cubs. He is the father of them all. No bastard is welcome in his kingdom, it is the one sin he would not forgive, it is the one time he activates the "dog eat dog" protocol" ruthlessly executing any cub that is not his.
This is no work of fiction; this is the law and way of nature.
His harem of C**t is earned and deserved. First he has to be grateful to his parents who gave him the "big and strong “genes. Had his dad been a weakling, a scrawling spiderling of a lion, how would he have inherited the genes that make intimidating to his competition?
He has been fighting for 10 years now to keep his harem. Every now and then, the other lions c**t starved living at the fringes of his territory would come to take that which is his. Most of the time the fight ends even before it begins, all he has to do is stand up and roar, gnarling and showing he has lost none of his fangs. This is enough to send the ambitious rivals scampering with their tails between their legs. Quickly realizing they are no match for Mufasa, the Alpha of the pride. They are dispatched back to a life of solitude, to bid their time, to grow their muscles, to grown their canine, to grow their desire for the ladies.

One day Mufasa would be challenged, an outcast male would return, Mufasa would stand and bluff as usual, but the boy is no longer a boy, he has returned a man. Bluffing won’t do, dues must be paid in blood. Mufasa is old, his joints ache, he is slower, and all he wants is to sleep all day. What is wrong with these young lads? "Leave me alone and go back where thou cometh from." No Mufasa, you took out the alpha before you, you took his ladies - 12 of them they were. You chased down his cubs that could not run fast enough. You slayed them all. Only the adolescents escaped. Now one of the escapees has returned. You shall suffer the same fate. The same fate he suffers - shamefully chased out of the pride by this young ambitious lion. He scampers to safety not wishing to lose more that the blood that he has already had spilled by this young fool.

The young fool runs through the pride, by the end of the day, the cubs of mufasa that could not get out of his sight fast enough lay in the grass, flies swarming on their carcass as hyenas wait patiently to snatch the delicious snacks left wasting by the lion. the wonder why food should be left to waste.

The pride has a new king, he thinks his job is done, he has had no c**t ever in his life, he is eager, he cannot wait. He sights a young, beautiful lioness in the pride, "now i shall have you." he growled, making to mount her as she lies in the grass. "arggggggg!!!!!" what the f**k! Don’t you know who i am? I am the New King!" before he could recover from his astonishment, She attacks again. He is chased out of the pride by a mare lioness; He that just defeated the mighty Mufasa, humbled by a woman. He is baffled. This ritual continues for several days, he cannot help it, the whiff of the ladies getting into his head. He must get laid.
Then one day after another round of fierce fighting with the ladies, the fight gets savagely romantic and finally she stoops down and allows him have his way. He has proven he is strong; she can now have cubs for him and know her cubs would be strong. The pride would survive. He is now officially the head of the pride. He has proven himself.


The human male lives in denial of his animalistic nature, wishing the Homo Sapiens specie can prove to be beyond the savage, seemingly less intelligent nature of other animals to which he is a family of. He wishes the human race to be the third branch in the families of living organisms as he claims not to be an animal and obviously cannot be in the plant family. Denying his nature, he fights a different battle thinking this has made him escape the order of nature that requires he proves his worthiness to procreate.
We live in a society in which by our intelligence have negotiated a place for the weak in our specie to continue contributing to the gene pool. Fortunately our female companions do not agree with the stupidity of the beta males.

The evolutionary instinct of the females remains strong and has evolved to accommodate the trickery and deceit of the beta male specie.

Women are in hunt for the Providers and Protectors.
She has learned to employ all manner of trickery to control the outcomes in her own favour.
Why should she lie down and let a weakling plow her fields. Why should her female companions have men of champion stock for keeps and she settles for the rejects?

A woman's choice is has best as the options she has.
She is not attracted to you for nothing; she is attracted to you because you are the best of the stock that is available.

do not be delusional that you would not prove yourself capable of being a provider. do not fantasize that you would have her when you cannot be a protector. You must prove you an alpha or an alpha to be.
Weakness is not to be tolerated in the herd. The weak would be shamed and kicked out of the pack.

Look around you, look at the animals, the males are always the most beautiful in every specie. From chickens to goats, from deer to bears, from lions to stallions. You would find in nature that the males are always the best looking compared to their female companions.

It matters that you dress and look successful

It matters that you walk with dignity and pride


The human male that thinks himself better than an animal, has lost his pride. He is a weakling; he seeks pity and want to procreate his weak genes. What a shame !

I am gonna say too late! The species has already changed the dynamic, we are no longer strictly or largely following natural pressures, we have become and are becoming "meta-natural" - retaining our biological heritage and incorporating other natural systems. We have moved our survival away from being fit to the environment to effectively "creating" the environment so the "weak" who would have been culled by the old system are now part of the "meta". Should we bemoan the loss of the old? May be but I don't think so, it is the order of the universe that things must change, this one of them. What I think we must do is taken the reins and marshall the process.

LordReed:


I am gonna say too late! The species has already changed the dynamic, we are no longer strictly or largely following natural pressures, we have become and are becoming "meta-natural" - retaining our biological heritage and incorporating other natural systems. We have moved our survival away from being fit to the environment to effectively "creating" the environment so the "weak" who would have been culled by the old system are now part of the "meta". Should we bemoan the loss of the old? May be but I don't think so, it is the order of the universe that things must change, this one of them. What I think we must do is taken the reins and marshall the process.

LordReed, at this point i bow to your intelligence. you seem to be the only one that understood my essay. so grateful.
The natural order of life is for the weak to be eliminated, we are endangering our specie by allowing weaklings survive. Immunizations are designed to give a chance to the weak, and the diseases we immunize against are meant to make only the strong stock remain... we would have to keep digging into our intelligence and resources to carry our race along.

HardMirror:
LordReed, at this point i bow to your intelligence. you seem to be the only one that understood my essay. so grateful.
The natural order of life is for the weak to be eliminated, we are endangering our specie by allowing weaklings survive. Immunizations are designed to give a chance to the weak, and the diseases we immunize against are meant to make only the strong stock remain... we would have to keep digging into our intelligence and resources to carry our race along.

Indeed, we have made our intelligence the resource upon which our survival now depends. In the old system people like Bill Gates or Dangote would not have risen to the pinnacle. It is even changing our morphology, human baby heads are getting bigger because our brains are getting bigger. My only hope is we are able to effectively harness our intelligence for our collective survival instead of our collective destruction.

HardMirror:
LordReed, at this point i bow to your intelligence. you seem to be the only one that understood my essay. so grateful.
The natural order of life is for the weak to be eliminated, we are endangering our specie by allowing weaklings survive. Immunizations are designed to give a chance to the weak, and the diseases we immunize against are meant to make only the strong stock remain... we would have to keep digging into our intelligence and resources to carry our race along.

Oh, so this is intelligent because it puts you on top. Shior. How intelligent does it remain if we put God on top and sinners as the weak link?