Instead, we must be relatively cold and distant, always polite and respectful of each another's personal space. We remain clean and unfazed by animal desires.
Most people find this a huge burden, and cannot wait to dance, laugh, and tumble around in a state of generic commotion.
Men tend to be threatening, arrogant and protective of their personal space. They want to commandeer their surroundings, especially around other men with whom they're in competition.
Women, though, are subordinate, soft and frivolous, so their company is desirable.
Women are cartoonishly sociable and unthreatening, which softens men toward them.
In general, because women are not self-sufficient and arrogant like men, they need the cuddling huddling embrace of a social group.
They want to be among commotion because it provides a protective warmth. They'll sometimes create dramas out of thin air for this purpose.
However, because they are somewhat ashamed of this overly-social tendency, they pretend to be self-sufficient and arrogant a lot of the time
They will often exaggerate how serious they are with overly taut facial expressions, and they will pose as independent of others' opinions
They want to appear like the cynically indifferent femme fatale in the corner of the cafe. It is fake self-esteem, i.e. pretending to themselves that they are not utterly dependent on others.
As a protective coping mechanism, they will become extremely venomous and vindictive.
When they want to make a man weak, they will go in the other direction, namely by becoming cartoonishly social again. In short, they will flirt.
They will poke him, poke their tongue out at him, and suggest a desire for naked conviviality.
I use the adjective 'cartoonish' very deliberately, because a cartoon is an exaggerated *physicality*. It is "getting physical", so to speak.
Rather than higher ideation, a cartoon is just unserious physical commotion.
I want to try and express a Platonic Idea which, although it sounds weird, has strong intuitive force for me.
Firstly, life is the left-behind—the rejected outsider—of thermodynamic decay. It is left behind in the cold as others pushed toward the hot centre (as described below).
As an outsider, it was aloof and lost. It found a certain happiness in being aloof, but at the end of the day, it still felt like thermodynamic decay. It wanted to join in on the hot decadent freedom, but it's slower and more gentle nature cringed when it tried.
Thus it was stuck in a strange contradiction. On the one hand, it wanted to decay, but on the other hand, it felt diminished by the decay. In neither case could it find happiness.
In the midst of its exclusion, it builds up a worldview which accounts for its predicament.
Some thoughts on race and humanity's mission on Earth.
I'm not a hardcore racial nationalist because I believe in the eternal Platonic Idea of man, which will keep arising in some or other form in the course of time.
In our own realm, this first took shape in the Middle East.
Mankind made a decisive split with the animal kingdom, and thus realised himself as a truly spiritual being.
Civilisation allowed him to reflect on his condition more truly, as I discuss here:
The wise person can sympathise with this, because he felt this same way when he was in his teenage years. The difference between him and the common person is that he actually tried to build a picture of the world which didn't put him at the centre, and thus got past the delusion.
It's amazing at first to realise just how similar the human experience is. The most wildly varying people experience basically the same thing.
A black stripper's tweet went viral the other day. It was a truly relatable Contempus mundi rant, despite her radically different life.
People want to live in such a way that they don't have to look back behind them.
This is why they accept the burdens of life without complaint. They want to keep moving forward without reflecting on the absurdly tautological and not at all justified will to live.
The wise person draws lessons. He doesn't simply move on without complaint, but reflects deeply on the errors of the world.
Most people, for instance, barely notice that hot weather is unpleasant, or that London public transport is slower than walking. They just keep on blindly.
In the extreme case, the wise person perceives that nearly everything which animates the ordinary person is not worth all the bother.
This is considered "depressing" and "boring" for most people, because they need to concoct some kind of basis on which to act in the world.
"Pretend" is the key word here, because there is a dimly conscious understanding of how the thing in question ends. Indeed, it is this knowledge which forms the basis of the pleasure.
It is a sense that the thing is contingent, and therefore should be "made the most of".
If the thing was a permanent feature of life, you would get used to it (like spouses get used to one another, and are sometimes reignited by the threat of cheating).
Everything said here applies to life itself, in the most general sense. You pretend there is no tomorrow, but...
it is precisely because you know there is in fact a tomorrow that you cling to the moment.
If you pay sufficient attention to the world, you will notice this sickly contradiction in all areas of life. Every moment of joy is "A temporary moment of escapism hehehe. Life is good."