Alyosha wrote:
I am truly dumbfounded as to how you could have come to these conclusions. Celibacy? Lack of experience maybe?
I've had sex hundereds of times. Maybe i've broke one thousand. To this day I still succomb to masterbation about once a week on average.
I've only had two long term girlfriends though, and they were quite beautiful, endowed and licentious (although not very bright).
They brought me nothing but eneverated soul.
The last girl I got involved with (I met her in hawaii) wasnt super sexy, rather she was being put through university because of scholarships for her high grades. She was a very decent girl, good intellect, but behind her university education was an old school Christian belief system combined with a very strong desire to get married. I found that the only way I could ever be with this girl is by putting a stop to my development and begin comprimising to her pace of development - of which was nil if we are talking about her inner life.
Superficially she was gung-ho only to climb academically, get a job, get married and have kids.
But she was totally devoid of profundity, devoid of a desire for a philosophers life, the enlightened life of which I was burning for.
The reason I emphasize all of this is not to brag about my experiences (and i've only scratched the surface), but to show that my lack of love for woman is not based on my inability to be likable to them, or to know how to please them, but it is quite the contrary.
I know women inside out, and because I feel I am very experienced with them, I am thus quite certain that they need to be for the most part ignored.
As for my non-sexual experience, well I've travelled quite a bit on my own, 2 years ago I visted Hawaii in order to do some minimal volunteer work at a Jiddu Krishnamurti study retreat, I hitchhiked around the island, listened to and talked with many weird people, spent alot of time with a girl I met who drove me around the island (she was the one that wanted to get married - I never even had a desire to have sex with her or make any sort of romantic move on her - something she was quite angry about - you see, at that point in my life I was already far too involved in philosophy to be very moved by an average looking girl. If she would have been a more volumptous and sultry, then I might have succomed though)
I travled ontario a bit, visited some communes (intentional communities), did some volunteer work at some organic farms, and I attented a permaculture course.
I found that it was in the pressence of woman that things got the most tiresome, tedious and testing. And I noticed how cowardly, foolish, neurotic and unhappy most of the men were that I met.
They were very limited in how far they were willing to go.
I also travelled to switzerland and attended a Jiddu Krishnamurti dialogue group that lasted a week, and I met many people, and for the most part they were nice, but at the same time often very egotistically sensitive, each with very different intepretations of JK's teachings. It was from this trip that I learned how ineffective JK's teachings really were.
This year I'm going to University and I've already had a very dreadful experience with an overwhelmingly intellectual, quick and pretty attractive woman who I met last year on the street and seemed to have then made good impression on.
She was very 'artsy and 'counterculture-ish'. Likes to have 'pot-lucks and barbecues' and drinks wine.
She talked about how she had a boyfriend living in new york who was on the verge of becoming a succesful musician.
I don't think she was lying because she went into many details (of which was quite excruciating to listen to) I think she was trying to make herself seem desirable by showing me what kind of 'mates' she deals with.
Why was she telling me all of this? To be impressive of course.
She went on to talk about how much she liked William Burroughs, tom waits, Bob Dylan, Tom Robbins.
She was so obviously obsessed with being famous or being attatched to someone who had the potential to be famous.
She was terrible for name dropping.
I made a comment about how I thought 'coolness' and the desire for fame was what drove many people and that there were layers of coolness for people to belong to. There was the most shallow form of coolness (the most trendy of clothes, movies and bands), and then you worked your way down eventually arriving at people like "William burroughs, weird hats, nose earings, plaid, Jazz music, Tom Waits, the doors, and Bob dylan, Jack Keurac-on the road - - -all those people and things comprised a certain layer of coolness for people to use to not only establish an elitist identity but also a sense of how to become special and famous.
After listening to me talk about 'the culture of cool' she had a pained look on her face and groaned: "ugh, philosophy".
Before my eyes I imagined what I would have to be in order to have the relationship with her that she wanted to have.
I would have to be ambitious, super friendly to her super friends, super individualistic, supportive, diplomatic, a 'bad-ass', hypocritical, someone who has something big going for him.
I would have to be someone to make her X-boyfriend in new york jealous, or someone to at least hold her off until she can see her old boyfriend again.
She then complained about how she would hate to ever be famous and that she was afraid her boyfriend in new york would become famous.
At this point I said that her boyfriend probably wanted to be like the greek God hades. Lord of the underworld, whose well being is derived from generating followers (the dead).
She replied by saying that she would like to be the greek God 'Karin' - Karin is a male god who takes people down to hell on a raft.
Since she said that she wanted to be a writer like william burroughs - i thought that a 'william burroughs' type of writer really does just that sort of thing. Getting into william burroughs is like taking a raft down into hell.
I then told her with a mischevious grin that I agreed with Jean Paul Sartre when he said: "Hell is other people". I laughed. Whereas she frowned....and changed the subject to something else that I found boring and superficial. I think she started talking about how she wanted to start making money by 'modeling'.
Bottom line - - I find pretty woman who are intellectual much more of a burden then just pure pretty unintellectual woman, or just plain looking intellectual girls.
Sexiness and intellect is so deadly.
Woman who are sexy and intellectual are the most deadly - I want nothing to do with them.
If a woman were to be intellectual and bearable, she would have to be concerned with overcoming the sex drive, base emotions, vanity, worldliness - she would have to like serious philosophy.
Otherwise she is a spider, and you; the fly.