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Fiction Writing Chameleon: Your bio changes when you’re not around…

A lot of us desperately need father figures.

Not because we’re all ho’ho’ho- in on the internet, but because with all this battle of the sexes type content– it’s obvious there is a forever empty we’re trying to fill… with attention.

You’ve got women being more sexually liberated and men being more… It’s a classic toss up between wanna-be alpha red pills, and wanna-be dominated betas.

I don’t care about what your side, group, tribe, prerogative is.

I’m more interested in does your mind do this and how often…

When they’re not around, do you switch up on them?

If you’re of the paranoid variety, you’ll look too into things. What people say hits different soon as they leave. This is not something I like, in fact, I hate that my mind does this. And to be clear, we’re wrong for doing it.

And we all do this at times, but does it become something you take action on?

Do you trust your fiction?

It’s easy as shite to believe everything is the way you see it. That’d explain nearly all the problems in the world right now.

The hardest thing in this game is to see reality. It’s to be clear thinking, and away from self delusion.

If you have this… then what you have is really a knack for fiction– BUT DON’T BE WRITING IT INTO OTHERS BIOS.

Channel it into a craft or something and remove yourself from detective work. Maybe you’re wondering why? You may even think its not a problem at all…

… but theres no way you can succeed in the long run doing this. Not any real or fulfilling success.

You’ll always be alone, delusional, have strong ass opinions backed by nothing, oh– and you’ll be the person in the corner of every gathering that people common-sense not to be around.

When you work yourself up over others, you exit the real world. Now all of your ideas are based on bullshit, and that alone makes them bad ideas. No one will follow you, han solo.

You’ll have nothing but a wild look in your eye, and the same exact life since youth– because you can’t grow.

Assuming you’re done with all of that shit, it begs the question: how do we stop? What do we do?

You need an anchor, something to keep you from following shadows in the fog, that lead to…. bio writing antagonism.

You won’t be able to say “I don’t believe you” at least not at first, as the mind is far more compelling.

But you can leverage it.

For me, I open a google doc and brain dump. I ask myself questions like: What is true? What actually happened and what I am merely implying? Where does this emotion really come from?

Then, once its all been docu-recorded, I move TF ON.

Hoping for something better? There isn’t another way.

The solution is STOP WRITING BIOS, and go write fiction instead. Your mind is obviously wired for storytelling, use it to your advantage rather than pointing it at others temples.

Here is the truth: No one cares.

Seriously.

Everyone is running their own hedonic treadmill, they’re not thinking about how to get you.

So, go write the next great novel and live a better life.

Til next time,

#FOOLFWD

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