A part of my heart lies deep within the core of nofap. I hope to appear now and again to write simple thoughts, when they pass by. I haven’t written to you sweet soldiers in some time so I had to say hello.
I hope your wars are going good. I’m sure all is the same since the Final Conclusions of Nofap will not change. The axioms are surely the same, all of you are fighting the good fight and your mantra is repetitive yet potent. “I am a new man today,” is the warcry. “Never again.” Good for you, we’ve all gotta start somewhere.
Sure enough I’ve made it 932 days; shucks, a part of me wanted to say 1,000. Soon enough.
Let’s get to the point. You are all boys stepping up a masculine staircase in an attempt to reach manhood. Manhood, of course, is the meaning you so desperately seek. For if you had made it to the top and reached the pinnacle of manliness this PMO thing wouldn’t be an issue. You would become your own hero and save the world, get the girl and defeat your demons for all time. To be fair, I don’t think this has changed or will change. I think the struggle, the fight, the ideology of self-mastery is a good one and I am glad to see you in the thick of it. I’m even glad you might have gotten shot a few times. Pain is good for ya.
Maybe you will see one day what I saw 932 days ago. That ladder of masculinity you’re climbing isn’t a ladder at all, it’s an elevator. You don’t really have a choice or say in the matter—soon enough you will be an adult and at the top of manhood. People will then expect you to act like one. That’s right, one day you won’t really have a choice. You will be thrown into the wild and have more responsibility then you ever imagined thrust upon your shoulders and nothing but a “good luck” to back you up. It’s sink or swim in the world of adults and I sure hope you get your shit together before that elevator reaches the top floor.
It’s your body that grows up without your mind. That physical form of yours is aging as you read this and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it. But what stays behind is your mind. What doesn’t evolve with the body is that brain up in your skull, it can only grow and evolve if you wish it. The mind needs training, it needs nourishment in the form of righteous books of great men; it needs plenty of sleep and good nourishing food; it needs a push every now and then to break past its own safety programs. Your mind needs you.
You are a much greater force of expression than your body or mind can ever be. Within that physical form of yours is a great power that can move the forces of the world around you, it has willpower in one hand and virtue in the other. You are soul, and soul completes the body/mind complex. You move them both with willpower, you even willingly hurt yourself with toxic living.
Everything’s ok. Your soul has an intelligence that evolves just like the body’s elevator, moving everything along in the background of life. The trouble is your time is limited and there is much to experience. There’s so much to do and you are stuck in a child’s game. On the mission of evolution into an adult you tripped up and didn’t move on as planned. You’re free to stay back as long as you want, but real freedom awaits.
Real freedom is mastering your instincts so you’re not at the whim of the body or mind. Real freedom commands the body and mind, fulfilling your maturation as a fully functioning human in society. So, get your damn act together. Clean your room, speak up and learn a thing or two about the country you live in. Find out how your state came to be and make a difference for once. Stop being so selfish.
We all share this incredible space, there’s infinite variety and your mind can expand to the furthest reaches of the known universe—there’s time too. There’s so much time in a day if you stay focused, so much can be achieved. But you are stuck still looking at naked humans, just like a child in a man’s body. Grow up.
And I don’t mean that pejoratively. I really mean it in the best way possible: grow up, evolve a little and look up at the sky with a fresh perspective. Try not judging others, see your own faults first and don’t get out of shape—fit body/fit mind. Go outside and breathe for once.
The choice is yours and one day it will hit you like a brick wall. Either you prepare now and train, or arrive at your destination unprepared. You might look a little foolish when you get there, but mostly you will just look sad and people might have a little pity before they move on. A child in man’s body is not worth someone else’s’ time. No one is going to clean up after you. Shape up, man.
I’m with you though, in spirit these days, and all the soldiers here like @fabflop still holding on to the support rope. I can’t believe he can see the same story day after day and not be crushed under the weakness. But perhaps he’s a better man than I. Anyway, stay strong and get moving before you can’t. I know you can do it because I am just like you, except with me I decided to get back up once I tripped. I just got up and kept evolving. Join me.