Sunday, June 3, 2018

LOVE IS A CALAMITY

by John Grauerholz


There is no greater misfortune than to fall in love.   There is no greater mishap in this world than to have romantic feelings for another human being.  There is no greater misery than to love another person.  Falling in love is always a mistake.

The more conforming the personality, the more that person is going to tell you that love is the most important thing in life.  The more a person is part of a herd, the more that entity is going to repeat something about emotions being the most essential part of existence.  But the further you get from the crowd, the more you will see human relationships for what they actually are: love is of no value whatsoever.  You need to be alone to understand things.

Love is a sort of emotional Trojan horse.   Love bypasses the firewall around the personality.  Like a toxin getting through the blood-brain barrier, romance allows the toxic pus to get into your personality.   If you are ever unfortunate enough to hear the words “I love you” slithering from the lips of another person, you need to find yourself an antivenom.

Love gets in the way of self-fulfillment.  You can’t just travel – when you become a boyfriend, you are required to stick around to celebrate an anniversary.  You can’t just do whatever you want – when you become an attentive suitor, you need to drag the beloved along like the deadweight that she is.  You can’t just live a minimalist life – when you are afflicted with love, then you will be pressured into starting a family.  Make no mistake about it: romance keeps you from self-exploration.  Love is just a waste of time.  The cost of love is simply too great.

Love weakens you.  Romance weakens your natural immune system.  You can always spot the lovesick fellow – he’s the chap with the runny nose.   Love does bad things to the human body.  The first thing you want to do after kissing another person is to spit.  The first thing a man does after copulation is to piss.  When you are around other people, you instinctively want to get rid of that contamination – love is something that you ought to hack-up and hock into a spittoon.  You won’t heal until you get away from your soulmate.

Love leaves you open to brainwashing.  Love leaves you vulnerable to the outside.  Affection allows your mind to be imprinted.  Love not only leaves you susceptible to another person, but defenseless against social indoctrination.  Sentiments just make you one of the sheep.

When you are in love, you will be too distracted to resist external programming.   While you are busy doing all that vulgar romancing, the ruling elite will slip their commands into your subconscious.  Affection leaves you vulnerable to societal imprinting.

Love makes you want to conform.   In order not to lose access to the chosen one, you conduct yourself in the most inoffensive way possible.   If you are “on your best behavior;” then you cannot be yourself.  There is a reason why a couple always wants to go to movie theaters and restaurants together; they want to make a public display of affection.   Love makes you conventional.

I’ve seen people convert to religion because they suffered from romantic feelings.  I’ve seen move from one continent to another because of emotions.  I’ve seen people change their political affiliation merely to please another person.   Love destroys the sense of self.

Love is never reciprocated.   While you might well have some romantic attraction to another person, that affection is not going to be reciprocated.  The greater your infatuation, the less likely such passion will be returned.   Obsession is invariably one-sided.  The fleshy target of all that affection is just toying with you.  Many things can be said about your beloved, but one thing is certain about your chosen one: she will be the one laughing at you the longest.

Go to the brothels as often as you like, but don’t make the mistake of becoming emotionally involved with any trollop.  Fuck as many hookers as you like, but never make the error of falling in love with any of them.   There is nothing that ruins a good copulation like adoration.   Getting her secretions on your penis is risky enough, but her tears upon your shoulder threaten your personal autonomy.

Love destroys individualism.   If you value personal freedom, then you can’t afford to get emotionally involved with another person.   Love makes you dependent upon another human.  If you are an individualist, there is only one being that you can love: yourself.   Romance ties you not only to your sweetheart, but to the social order.   You need to think of a “soulmate” as an entity deliberately programmed by the elite to keep you snarled and ensnared in the system.  Those “sweet nothings” whispered in your ear are just subconscious commands.  All that pillow talk is just another form of indoctrination.   You never know what a girlfriend is planning while you are asleep beside her.

The greatest threat to individual independence is not chattel slavery, but feelings for another person.  Avoiding romance may seem a rather high price to pay for personal autonomy, but independence comes at a cost.  If you value individualism, you must not waste your attention and affection upon some other human in the herd.  Personal autonomy is more important than physical affection.

Love is a chain around the individual psyche.  Love is a yoke around the free spirit.  Emotions are the shackles of the soul.

15 comments:

  1. Well that is a bitter truth to swallow!!! But truth it is. Romantic love is always rooted in narcissism. As I found out - are you playing a game or being played by a game?

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  2. Uh oh. But Mr. Grauerholz, after reading this one, I love you even MORE!!!

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    1. Sounds like I better load the pickup and spend a couple weeks in the mountains until this love dissipates.

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    2. Ohh exciting! And just what are you planning on doing to me in the mountains to make my love for you dissipate?! Are you sure it won't have the opposite effect? :O

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    3. Dear Mr. Grauerholz, I have had SUCH trouble falling asleep lately... how did you know? I should thank you for finally providing me with the means for a peaceful slumber... and joyfully make you breakfast when I wake up :) How do you like your eggs?!

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  3. Has Mr. Mean (or any blog viewers) every read Goethe's novel The Sorrows of Young Werther? Perhaps the best work ever penned on the mortal dangers of falling in love.

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    1. Even though I haven't opened any tome by Goethe for at least a couple decades, your reference is pertinent and perfect. "The Sorrows of Young Werther" is a sort of cautionary tale about the dangers of finding yourself friend-zoned. Unrequited love is the greatest threat to the psyche of any man with above-average intelligence; unreciprocated affection will always destroy the high-IQ male.

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  4. My humble suggestion for your next post...LIFE is a calamity!

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    1. Mr. Mean, do you you remember a young guy from Brazil named Raphael Tages who used to sometimes comment here? He also had his own antinatalist blog. About a year and a half ago he shut it down. This was apparently precipitated by a devastating breakup with his girlfriend. Recall him?

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    2. I certainly remember Rafael Tages Melo; I still miss his blog, "The Last Page." For a spell, he was doing YouTube videos on men's rights. My impression is that he wanted to distance himself from antinatalist pessimism – and I respect his choice (even if I would not make quiet the same decision myself). Just about the only trace of his work left online is the book "A última filosofia."

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    3. good riddance

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  5. I've often compared "romantic" love to a mental disease. It makes people do strange things they probably wouldn't normally do. One advantage of it, though, is it seems to be, in most cases, temporary. That's the bit a lot of victims don't want to deal with until it's over.

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