I believe I am one of the few men alive capable of raising a truly elite daughter. And by elite, I do not mean a sloppy zombie who cannot properly think for herself, nor an arrogant bitch who cannot yield to a good man. I mean a special third thing: a woman with the best virtues of man (as much as a woman's vessel is capable), combined with the best virtues of woman synthesised into a harmonious and elegant whole. I would ensure this, for it is only by incorporating the best of man, she can become the best of women. I would teach her devotion: what true love actually is, and how to love. I would teach her how to distinguish narcissism from clean dominance, and how to punish and reject the former whilst appreciating without stigmatising the latter. I would teach her to find virtue desirable and attractive, and to love and to cherish the boyish feminine purity found deepest within man's soul, rather than feel disgust or disdain for it. I would teach her how to argue, think, lead and follow, and to do each of these things well. I would teach her accountability, honour, and integrity, which means I would teach her ruthlessness to discipline herself, and to ground her propensity for misplaced and runaway compassion. I would teach her how to appreciate tenderness without mistaking it for weakness, and how to discern righteous ruthlessness from tyranny. I would teach her about divine union, the merging of souls, the importance of soul purity, and how to prepare and save herself for her husband. I would teach her how to fight: physically and mentally. She will know shame, yet be resistant to the bullying of others without becoming one herself. I would teach her how to be confident and bold, without becoming callous, reckless, or ugly. I would teach her how to transmute her pain into power, without becoming resentful, or addicted to the intensity of her own pain. She would learn the virtues of darkness, for I would teach her what it is to be dangerous without being cruel. To pursue, to hunt, to colonise, to capture - unlike most daughters, mine won't see herself as a victim, but as a hunter - a predator in the best of ways - a conqueror. The erotic, and its implications for her development, would of course belong to her husband, because there is an entire domain beyond the father where a daughter must undergo her becoming as a woman without him. She will outgrow me, as she should, and it would be my task to prepare her to do so beautifully, rather than keep her tethered to me for my selfish benefit. A girl's final place is with her husband, not her father. And so to fail to prepare her for him and keep her with me, would be a sin. I have acquainted myself with the flaws of various types of women, for in our intimate conversations, I was an ardent student of the feminine: she spoke to me, and so I vigorously studied her. It is in this way I met different fathers, seeing how they gave form to her, taking sharp mental notes of wherever he failed. Each failure is a blueprint of what not to do: what was done in excess, what was done too little, and what should never have been done at all. Failure is not the exception, but the rule, for there are many failure points, and so the path to paradise is narrow. My daughter will learn from the failures of all the men and women who came before her, observed and analysed by the power of my mind, condensed into my knowing, masterfully poured into her through my love. Nothing will go to waste, for she will be the beneficiary of all my efforts: my intellect and agony equally. Creating an elite woman is thus one of the noblest and hardest things a man can do - which is precisely why they are so rare. But the return if one succeeds, is truly unimaginable - rather than a train wreck, one gets to witness the glory of a true masterpiece in all her potent grace and violent elegance represent you as she inhabits the world. When you see a great man, you think: that is awesome. But when you see a great woman, you almost fail to believe your eyes. You think: "what the fuck is that? Truly, I must be hallucinating." For you are gazing upon a creature so rare, so mythical, and so beautiful, that a good portion of adult women cosplay as her without resembling even a fraction of her. To raise a muse is such a divine task to embark upon, for the hardest task is the best task, and therefore the most worthy task, is it not? A father is condemned to some level of ingratitude, mischaracterisation, or resentment. Look for a girl without issues with her father. No matter how great the man nor how kind he was, you will find none. He was too ruthless. He was too soft. He didn't save you from your mistakes. He never let you make your own choices. He spoiled you too much. He failed to provide. "He did the best he could" - yes, but beneath that, there is always a gripe, and within that gripe, a yearning - a hunger to be soothed. This is the wound, and it is inevitable. Most husbands are left with the mess caused by their wife’s father, and they pay for his sins through her dysfunction: every woman brings a father wound into her union. My philosophy has reached a point where I believe this wound is unavoidable. It is more a structural feature than it is an avoidable bug, because the healing of the wound is itself foundational to the process of marital bonding - a bridge between souls if you will. It is only the nature and severity of the wound that differs. It's presence is a given. And yet I believe if you do a great job, the wound will be minor. Having only typical feminine insecurities that can be quelled through reassurance and presence, as opposed to full scale soul rot or identity fragmentation. And so to do a good job is to make the wound serviceable as a bonding vector for her with her future husband, to serve as a tool in the truest sense of the word, rather than as a spiritual straitjacket that hijacks her, and binds her to deprive her of true love in this world. As a mere mortal man, I am far from perfect, and so in the fallibility of my mortality, I will surely err. And yet any man who marries a daughter of mine would feel blessed and privileged to have her, because he would see the greatness she embodies by my hand and her own. He would feel thankful he gets to profit from the mind of a man dedicated to the skilful creation of a woman beyond anything he could ever dream of, that through her he gets to benefit from my purest pouring, that his lips alone come to taste such sweet nectar, sipping on ambrosia. No daughter of mine would be a coward or a loser, because I would bend the very fabric of reality to prevent it. I will prepare her to be beautiful. I will prepare her to win.

The weak love beauty but fear judgment, so call all criticism hate - whilst the ugly love criticism but reject beauty, so call all beauty delusion - it is thus the core sin of the weak to reject truth, whilst it is the core sin of the ugly to reject beauty.

When a man truly loves a woman, his deepest desire is to relieve her of all the fears and burdens that prevent her from being the sweet girl she longs to be, and when a woman truly loves a man, she wishes to collapse into him so she is free to be that girl. This is their purity.

Good character is a woman's first and most lasting beauty. The most successful men consider this to be non-negotiable. There is a certain lowliness and desperation in men who put up with headaches and poor character women because of her external beauty. Ungrounded. They live to seek validation, even when they know their trophy is hollow.

Your self-discovery should not be paid for with another person’s heart.

Your emotional unavailability is far more punishing than your anger could ever be.

Woman fears loneliness and ostracism more than man, which is why she compromises her integrity more habitually than man. The never-settle obsession is in part a backlash against the fear she very well may have to, because to many women, self-betrayal is more desirable than loneliness.

When you get the bulk of your opinions on the opposite sex from ragebait podcasts where cynical midwit men aggressively question narcissistic prostitutes, I don't think you're doing yourself any favours. It is the philosophical equivalent of a reality TV show. You need to stop.

Strength does not always feel like the ambrosia of intoxicating, manic glory. Sometimes, it is just quietly coming undone, and allowing your pain to remake you without defiling you.

They will underestimate you. They will dismiss you. They'll withhold respect, and try to cut you out. You won't get upset. You will conceal your irritation, and demonstrate competence until you are unmistakeable. Like dominoes, they fall in stubborn recognition. You will conquer.

Overwhelmingly true. 2 things to say: 1. Some of you will naturally have the ability to handle high stress situations, and won't realise this until you find yourself in them w/ the competence to match it. A lot of you work jobs that are too easy for you. - You perform worse at "easy" jobs & it decreases your overall confidence and self esteem. - You wonder why you're not doing well at something that doesn't seem traditionally difficult. - You assume because you struggle w/ something simple, you'd be incapable of doing anything 'harder' – and incorrectly accept this to be your functioning level. It is not. Environment is everything for you. You expand or shrink more readily than others. Counterintuitively: your life, wealth, confidence, and wellbeing drastically improve once you commit to doing something more challenging. Others are built to survive in the mundane. But this is not acceptable for you. Entire body rejects it. Your vision is blurry until you fix your gaze upwards. 2. I said I'm going to make the effort to directly recommend accounts w/ good non-slop content for you to follow as opposed to just reposting or QTing them. SovereignIM is one of them. Recommended follow.

“You were the seal of perfection, full of wisdom and perfect in beauty. You were in Eden, the garden of God; every precious stone adorned you… You were anointed as a guardian cherub… You were on the holy mount of God; you walked among the fiery stones. You were blameless in your ways from the day you were created till wickedness was found in you.” — Ezekiel 28:12-15 (NIV, abbreviated)

People who know less than you will preach to you like they know more than you, because they think their failure to see your point means you don't have one.

Alexander Dumas, classic

A woman needs to learn how to say no so people don't take advantage of her, and then once she's in the habit of saying no, how to say yes to the man she trusts with her heart. Only once she can stand up for herself, does saying yes to him become meaningful, and let her flourish.

If you are pathetic as a man, you are better off not getting married. Your marriage will be shit. You will not be revered. You will be in some practical arrangement with a woman who doesn't admire you using you for her own (usually financial, and reputational) reasons. Contempt will be normalised. The more dignified routes for you are to improve yourself until you cease to be pathetic, or to keep being pathetic, but not to marry. Of course, there is never really any dignity in being a pathetic man, but, being pathetic and married is even less dignified than being pathetic and unmarried, because a pathetic man that's married is going to spend his life berated by a contemptuous woman who despises him. It is a worsening of an already very bad situation. You know those couples, where you observe them, and rather than envy what they have you think "thank fucking God that isn't my life" - this is what makes people think they aren't missing out, and appreciate the peace they have being alone. It actually takes skill to be married. I don't think the average person has what it takes to be married. Entire cultures need 55 different people to meddle in the social mechanics of their marriage, because the actual people involved aren't strong or functional enough to manage their own affairs. It is not for the faint of heart. In fact, whether you are a man or woman, marriage, in reality, is really only for the strong. If you are a pathetic person, you are going to be a shit spouse. I go harder on men because it is our place to lead, but it applies to women too. Weak women make for terrible, unreliable wives too.

A man values purity in a woman, like a woman values potency in a man. This is not to say female ruthlessness and male purity are not important, only that they are secondary - that is to say, a man does not care about a woman's ruthlessness if she isn't pure, and a woman doesn't care about a man's purity if he isn't ruthless.