You Need to Be Unapologetically Offending the Mediocre and Insecure By Unloading Your Raw Potential Onto the World

I’ve been there before. Countless times actually. I’ve had multiple encounters with “friends” who were insecure around me, for no other reason than their own problems. They wouldn’t want to see me win… no.

They would love to see me lose. It wasn’t some kind of, “Let me eat, and I’ll be happy to be around you” type of ordeal. It was, “I am in direct competition with you, but I don’t want you to know that in case you turn up the heat”.

Nice guys I’d call them. Guys you feel something towards. Bit of sympathy. So what do you do when you’re around them? Naturally?

You turn down the heat. You lower the intensity of who you are to make them feel more comfortable. So they don’t feel in direct competition with you. You even try to help them by talking them up in front of girls. You see he likes a girl, so you stay out of his way, even if that girl is clearly into you or throwing her attention to you in front of his face.

You do everything you would for a close friend to these types of guys, and it always ends up the same. Ungrateful slime bags. They won’t appreciate what you’ve been doing for them. They’ll take the victory that you granted them and write it down as their own doing. They got one over you. They’ll have a different flare around them. An obnoxious flare that you see them turn up when you’re around. As if they’re mimicking how you came off to them when they were insecure. Ungrateful slime bags.

They can’t possibly understand that you did this for them. They don’t get it that you can take this chick from right under them. They don’t get that you alley-ooped this guy because you felt bad and wanted to him to ‘not feel bad’ around you.

In the end you were conned. The nice guy who gets women into bed by shaming them into not sleeping with him after all the times he was ‘so nice’ did the same thing to you. He made you pity him so you gave him a leg up, only for him to think he destroyed you and took over your world. He sneers at you like you’re equals. No, even worse. Like you’re beneath him.

And what’s the opinion of someone you pitied and know you helped out, right? But no. You mustn’t let this go. You need to set order in the natural world. You need to make these types of men settle back into their hole they crawled out from. You need to shove his bug-head back inside the fissures of Earth, rarely ever seen again. Blinded by your light, he will never think to compete with you again. He will never think to be ungrateful because you will never give these types a chance. They’re all venomous, slimy types. And you were tricked by him because you’re actually a decent human being. But never again must you kowtow and feel pity for these types. They’re monsters in disguise.

You need to be terrorizing these types. Full out arrogance. Laughing with chicks, making fun of them, banter all around. Let them know they have no space in this dance. It’s filled with beautiful girls and all he can do is sip his orange juice and watch from the sidelines. And if you’re a half-decent guy you’ll think that this is cruel and undeserving. But that’s only because you’ve never lived this experience. You don’t have this chapter of your book revealed. You are not on my level of wisdom in social interaction and slicing off the heads of venomous hydras in the real world. Because if you have come across a friend you’ve done everything to help out, and you saw how ungrateful he was, if you saw how he thought you were not only just equals but even worse, he thought you were beneath him, only then will you understand my sentiment.

Now of course, you must be very careful with who you label as the spiteful nice guy friend type. Some guys are truly grateful for you and would never try to take your light or make you look bad in front of others. But these are so beyond rare, you’d have a better chance at shooting a bulls-eye cross-eyed that you’re better off going with your gut on who you feel is just a user. A Machiavellian-type in disguise. These need to be decimated and turned to dust.

I’ve experienced a couple of these in my life, and my first instinct was always to help them up. Bring them up and out of their miserable hole. Show them how it’s done. Revel in the sunlight, enjoy the vanilla ice cream, and the fun vibrant air around beautiful girls in different settings. But it almost always ends up the same way; you help them up on equal standing and they think they can take the sword you forged them and run it through your back. These types are miserable and always will be. You can not help these types, and you must definitely keep an open eye.

Whether in dating, business, or life in general, you must be gatekeeping your hard-earned wisdom. It is why most of my greatest posts are pay-walled, it’s why I sell IG Mystery for $300 and am constantly contemplating increasing it. It’s because I know how platinum the information is that it’s warranted. It must be guarded at all costs because if it gets into the hands of peasants like good information often does, it gets devalued and thrown around ungratefully. And worse, they forget who the original leader of that thought, informational-gold, alpha was. That is why you must be terrorizing the insecure and mediocre with who you are. They are scum, and not just low-level guys who need a little hand. They are all playing a game looking to get a leg up only to stab you when they get a chance. These are “betas” by the purest definition. A wanna-be “alpha” who is afraid to claim he’s in the race, so he quietly lurks forward with the help of a decent man, only to betray him in the end when the setting seems right.

Do not help these types. Leave them in the dust. And if they ever, for a sliver of a second, give you shit or try to take a hit at you, make sure they regret it for the rest of their lives. Take their girl, berate them socially, make a whole group of his friends laugh at your joke making fun of him, whatever it takes. You must decimate and destroy this dude’s consciousness for the greater good of the world. Because these types are venomous creatures, and you’ll only see this once he’s standing, grinning at your dead, limp body.

If you have a perceived enemy, you can either show him mercy or destroy every molecule of his being. But whatever you do, make sure you’re ready to deal with the consequences. My personal take? Live and let live. Don’t let them in your circle, but if they ever try to fuck with you when you’ve backed up out of their orbit, you do what you must. And destroy them with style and grace.

Raw.