Tag: philosophy

What does it in mean to be a free thinker? Who? Why? What? When? Where?

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There is nothing that unnerves a enslaved minded person then for you to question why they think you should automatically agree with their hypothesis. Because they have glasses on and degrees on their wall.

Look. I’m not saying I’m a smart boy. I’m your average dumbass walking. I just like to question somethings or I’m generally interested in why I’m being told something with the assumption it is fact before I’ve been provided a reason to assume the assumption.

Example. I know addiction and multiplication work effectively in real life because I’ve had to use both in real world settings to figure out solutions in managing resources.

If a person tells you they’re a liar by saying they are or by telling you they agreed to lie publicly to something that cost the lives of millions of people. Should you trust that person when they tell you NOW they’re telling you the truth about Covid 19 and the effects of wearing masks?

I start out with the assumption all mankind are liars. Until, a person proves himself to be a truth teller or a fearless person not afraid to tell the truth. I can’t simple believe a person at face value because even in history books people bullshit about what happened in their perception of the events.

Why should I believe you?

What are you assuming about me?

When did you discover this knowledge?

Where is the proof behind what your saying?

Who the fuck are you to tell me what to believe and what is the truth?

Oh you don’t need to explain anything to me? You’re saying I don’t need to think about what your saying? Your saying I should trust you as the superior high Lord and King in this matter?

Go fuck yourself. I don’t believe what somebody tells me simple because they say it.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

If you don’t believe in anything then you’ll be somebody’s bitch.

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I know the original saying but fuck that noise. That’s what it boils down to.

If you don’t have a standard. A compass or a way you follow that is solid enough to fucking stand on then you’ll be somebody’s bitch.

To many times in my own life I had beliefs or ideals that just weren’t strong enough to stand on to defend and to go on the attack for to matter much for someone to treat me like a wash cloth.

I see the shit as well in the lives of other dudes. A fucker will degrade himself, humiliate himself and willingly be pussfied for a female to give um some attention or pussy.

Add money into the equation and well shit. You have the modern day pussfied western male. A dude will gladly dress up as a clown dance around like a fool and say it’s all in the name of comedy and the all mighty dollar.

Holy shit. The excuse is everybody has to eat. Fucking hell. No. It’s a fucking damn lie. Cleaning shit out of a toilet or washing dishes for a restaurant has more value then selling your dignity as a man and giving up Big Dick Energy.

Patrick Swayze, Westley Snipes and John Leguizamo fucking dressed up like clowns and danced around in a trash movie that nobody remembers and nobody cares about now. For what? Progress? LGTQ awareness?

Don’t be a fucking beta bitch simp. They did that shit for money and they were having their inner dumbass moment.

Don’t look the shit up. It deserves to be forgotten. I sat in a movie theater watching the shit. I wondered what the fuck is this shit? How the fuck did I get here? What the fuck am I doing with my life?

I can’t remember why I went there but I damn sure didn’t pay for the ticket. I had a better time in the bathroom shitting on the toilet reading a collection of poetry by Robert Frost my dude.

I can’t tell you if it hurt their careers but I can tell you thank God nobody remembers the shit. Pussfying yourself doesn’t do shit but prove even men like Patrick Swayze can sometimes can be Grade A class D dumbasses for money my dude.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

P.S. Do not look that movie up. I’m being serious. PS is my dude inspite of that bullshit moment in his life. May he rest in shit kicking glory.

Lessons about time and management my parents didn’t teach me..

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Time…it’s the one Commodity you can’t get back or earn more of so it matters greatly what and who the fuck you spend it on.

I can’t stand wasting time. I can’t stand feeling like the things I’m doing now isn’t adding any worth of peace to my mind or resources to my abjectives in my overall plan.

Real talk. I’m intervert. I spend most of my time thinking alone in my head. Man that sounds weird or crazy. But I do it to recharge or refocus myself, my aim or my plan. None of it is intentional is the makeup of how I am.

I like to read for this same reason not just the enjoyment of words and narrative. It’s time when I can think and focus and my mind slips into a zen stage. Ideas and clarity comes to me. Strangely enough.

Even the people I associate with add worth to my time in some way. It goes without saying I don’t waste time on fools and people that don’t like me.

Again, I have purpose. Well two. A subjective purpose and a primary purpose.

Subjective being my goals for current life and the type of environment I want to be in twenty years.

Primary being the charecter and overall moral virtues I want to be strengthened as I grow older.

I wasn’t really taught this shit really as a kid or growing up. Most of my instruction was on moral behavior and hustling behavior.

I have an idea where most of this shit came from but more on that in a later post.

That’s why how I earn resources matters to me. It’s why I respect hustlers because at their core they know time is valuable as is energy. Fuck it. You matter. Your family matters. What you do with combination of it all matters.

Real talk. I’m not doing no self help bullshit talk. How you and I manage our time should fit to the overall goal for why we do what we do.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg