Minimalism Squared

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Men have long been happier with less, a philosophy Seneca detailed two millenia ago

To me, there is no MGTOW without minimalism. But, beyond learning to live within our means and without the burden of modern women in our lives, what’s the next level of minimalism for the MGTOW? The ultimate level a MGTOW minimalist can achieve is no longer wanting anything the system tells him to buy. In finding its enticements to consume ridiculous. To find willfully enslaving ourselves with our own desires preposterous.

I have recently achieved this level of realization in my own life. I can truly look at anything the matrix is trying to sell me, and with an honest answer tell the salesman, “I don’t want that.” I don’t want what it will take away from me. I don’t want the problems it will bring me. I don’t want to be controlled by things I own, for it is the man who owns little who has the most control over the actions in his daily life.

The minimalist is the freest man. He doesn’t want to fall into their traps. He doesn’t want their junk. Not their privacy invading gadgets, their McMansions he’ll pay for 2-3 times with interest and never-ending property taxes, their high maintenance and totally ungrateful and financially predatory women, their ugly little plastic Socialist sedans and SUVs, their “education” which is really liberal indoctrination and clandestine indentured servitude complete with student loans that aren’t dismissable even in bankruptcy court, and their backbreaking and mind frying labor to support politicians’ continuous “we buy losers’ votes with your hard earned tax dollars” schemes.

The MGTOW minimalist knows all those consumer items only represent chains that are being sold. Nothing else. The simple, intuitive life outside the matrix is far superior to this monster our culture has created. I know, I’ve lived it. And, neck deep in the matrix once again I long to return to that more fulfilling lifestyle.

When this realization sinks in, the life of a man is forever altered. The only way for a man to be free of the matrix is through controlling his own desires. This is a truth Seneca knew 2,000 years ago.

True happiness is to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence upon the future, not to amuse ourselves with either hopes or fears but to rest satisfied with what we have, which is sufficient, for he that is so wants nothing. The greatest blessings of mankind are within us and within our reach. A wise man is content with his lot, whatever it may be, without wishing for what he has not.

I am coming to realize his wisdom in my own life today. In voluntary poverty, there is strangely such abundance. Seneca once again echoes my own thoughts:

It is not the man who has too little, but the man who craves more, that is poor.

In foregoing the lifestyle sold to us by Madison Avenue, we regain our time and our freedom. In eschewing women, only can a man see what ravenous wastefulness their lives of consumerism and materialism represent. Once realizing this, there is no other way to live. It is only through this realization can men leave the plantation, and the matrix’s prison for their mind. Seneca knew:

Most powerful is he who has himself in his own power.

Words of wisdom that resonate through time, even in this modern machine culture in which the gears are slowly grinding to a halt.

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10 comments

  • Great post!

    Minimalism helped make a millionaire (self-made, not inherited).

    The things I enjoy the most (ie. riding my bicycle on a nice day, meditation, reading, watching Youtubes, driving out in the country) are inexpensive or free.

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  • Call me insane, but, call me free.
    I was on my bike travelling home when perceiving a ‘Peace’ officer standing in the shade, out of the 85 F, playing with a ‘smart’ phone. At 10mph I roll up to stop short right beside this ‘officer’ of the law.
    “Are you on duty?” “Yes”!
    “Is that a smart phone you are looking at?” “Yes”!
    “I could have seized your weapon. Many people could.”
    SHE could read my mind because of my eyes.
    I said, “The world becomes more dangerous every day. Be careful.”
    Why would I do that? Because I care about everyone and everything put here on earth for a purpose.
    The Red Pill who does not is blind to reality and a danger to himself.
    Call a spade a spade but don’t call a black man, or any man or woman, a nigga! Not even in jest.
    Selah!

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  • a guy wants to stack assets in good time to sell off when leaning on hard times or it is one screw-up and you are now full time living in a van down by the river…until you have to sell the van..

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  • Over one year ago I won the TNMM comment of the week (you still owe me a beer) by stating that I inherited over $1M and it has not impacted my life one iota. Well, to tell the truth (which is the only reason to be here) I do eat more steak than I did.

    I went from a golf course community to living in a 1987 Class A motor home for three years all because of my love, sacrifice, and devotion to a woman. I stood upon the Everest of “love” holding hands with a chimera who, in reality, was downstairs rifling through my checkbook.

    I learned, and my minimalist post of over a year ago proved, that possessions, or the illusions thereof, are in fact nothing but illusions. My journey, from the almost top to the almost bottom, has resulted in a never to be fulfilled quest for the answer to the only question worth asking – “why”? The philosophy of the unknowable?

    OK, truthfully, I am too drunk to continue on and typing is a pain in the ass. Maybe more later, or maybe not. I am not only ignorant, I am apathetic. I don’t know and I don’t care. Did you get the joke? Cheers.

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    • Yes, predatory women are a joke!
      You actually write very well for a drunk. Maybe you should take up writing for a living and get drunk more often.
      Though, you would have to take up residence at the Inn of the Seven Toed Cat.

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    • Damn nigga! Tell us what happened.

      I would have thought you’d take that mill and go to Eastern Europe or SEA and lived it up for years.

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      • Damned white honkie Ryu? As a man thinketh and speaketh so he is known.
        Condemn a whole race of people by trash talk?
        Are you a psychopath bigot in drag masquerading as a Red Pill MGTOW?

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      • Almost every white boy of my generation has been whiggerized. Modern generations, even more.

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      • We are grownups, we don’t play that meme.

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  • And so I wait upon the revelations of relampago furioso. We need a savior as we have none. We need a leader as the previous is done. Who will save us? He who says he has none.

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