Today…nobody cares, but ohhhh tomorrow, they will…they will.
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Imagine, if you will…
That you’ve worked extremely hard on becoming the man you’ve always wanted to be. It’s taken years, but you’ve finally arrived. You delight in the fact that everything you have now in your life has been difficult to obtain. You know if it was easy, everyone would have what you have. Because it has not been easy and you chose to fight anyway, you have had tremendous success. Your self-discipline and perseverance has brought you the spoils of life. Your cars, your watches, your clothes, are all exclusive. Matter of fact, your entire lifestyle is exclusive, and this exclusivity has granted you status. And with that status, you have earned respect amongst men and the admiration of women.
Fast forward to the present day. You have met a beautiful woman. The two of you have hit it off. You really like her, so much so, you have begun parading her around as your girlfriend. You can think of nothing else but this woman. You say to yourself, “I think she’s the one.”
One night, you take her out to a charity ball event. Many important people are there. All of your enemies, colleagues, and rivals are there as well. You walk in with your new girlfriend; every man’s attention turns to the two of you. In your head, you’re singing 2Pac’s “All eyes on me.” Because of course they’re watching you. You’re da fucking man! Then, you begin to hear a laugh, and another, and then another. You notice all the men whispering to each other. You presume something is not right. You ponder, “Do I got fucking toilet paper under my shoe or what? Da fuck going on?” Nevertheless, you stay stoic and calm. Oblivious to what’s going on, your girlfriend steps away to the restroom. Abruptly, a man pulls you to the side and begins to tell you what all the laughing and whispering is about. He says to you, “The lady you're with, I will assume to be a lady of interest to you, unfortunately, has been with many of the men here… sexually. She is how you say, a whore. They laugh because they believed you to be a competent man, an unbeatable man. Their respect for you has vanquished and they now know how to defeat you. Fucking a whore is one thing. But putting her on your arm is another.”
I ask you, dear reader, what has happened here?
Just as nice cars and watches bring you status and respect amongst men… so does your woman. They go hand in hand. The woman in this story may or may not have been an actual whore. It doesn’t matter. She was a woman who said yes too easily…to too many men…too many times. She was a woman who didn’t have her NOSE/ NO’s UP. Therefore, her value was the same as a slut. A woman of value is a woman who can tell ANY man, regardless of if it is Drake or Future …NO. A woman with her NO’s up helps you to be secure in her and in the relationship because you’re the only one she says yes to. She barely notices other men, much less entertain them. A woman who nobody can have besides you is the sexiest of them all. This is how they create THEIR status and at the same time give you a sense of pride, though many of them fail to realize this. A woman with her NO’s up will turn down the advances of your enemies and report intel back to you. They will turn down money when given a chance to exploit you.
I absolutely love when a woman says yes easily. But I never take them seriously. Yes women… are the type to stress u… depress u….and after all you invest, will still forget u.
Submission is important. Cooperation is important. Femininity is important. But just as important, a woman, your woman, must be one of exclusivity, always keeping her head held high and her NO’s… up.
WALT FACTUAL
