FancyMancy said:
Meteor said:
So if I leave, you'll cry; and if I don't leave, others will cry about it. In other words, nothing changes either way, and my presence here seems all the more irrelevant. However, you are indeed my favourite. Does that mean your tears would weigh more? Could it be that they actually consist of deuterium oxide? Intriguing. I'll consider sticking around just a bit longer, at least to reply to you.
I was thinking more dihydrogen monoxide. It's dangerous, though - it mutates DNA; denatures proteins; disrupts cell membranes; alters critical neurotransmitters chemically; is found in a number of caustic, explosive and poisonous compounds such as Sulfuric Acid, Nitroglycerine and Ethyl Alcohol... That shit is dangerous and poisonous. Meh to others whingeing if you stay. Be a rebel and revel in the fact that you have power over them. They are bothered about you; ask them if they want your autograph, and charge them for it! :twisted:
My point is that distancing myself would probably ease the tension, and afterwards I can just deal with my own problems in private. It's not like I would leave my spiritual practices behind me just because I'm not here; those are too important to me.
I don't know what the tension is you're referring to. From what I can tell, from what I have seen, things seem fine.
I'm able to see that your attitude towards this is much more sensible and healthy than mine in the first place.
'Twasn't always so. The Internet used to be my life, for a time. In one way or another, being a 'keyboard warrior' and taking things online way too seriously, when it's just meh actually.
Can you imagine a blind person who spent their whole life coping with their inability to see? They imagined what the world around them might look like, used this imagination as a helpful construct to traverse reality more easily, and took pride in how well they were able to function in life despite it. Then, suddenly, thanks to a surgery, they're able to see. No matter how accurate their imagination was, don't you think they would feel overwhelmed? And perhaps, a bit shy?
Maybe. Some would revel in it and want to go out and see
everything. They'd saturate themselves in it, and I would think that their dreams - both night-time sleeping, and also aspirations - would be very different.
I'm able to talk about these things so openly, because it concerns things that I hate, that I want to rant about and get off my chest; as well as ideas I've wanted to bring into reality for who knows how many years, or lifetimes. However, if I actually go through with this... then my ideas, and my hatred, and the way I imagined things would be, none of that would have any meaning anymore in the face of the reality I would be directly confronted with.
Maybe that's why fantasies are fantasies, and not realities.
Most likely, despite having become such a talkative, somewhat detached person over the course of my life... suddenly, even I would be too shy to talk about it anymore. I mean, it's my body after all, right?
No-one can force you to say things about anything. You could just as easily, if not easier, stop talking about "sex change" things, and just talk about anything else. If anyone mentions it or replies to an existing post, you can ignore it or tell them you don't talk/don't want to talk about it. To be honest, I think you think this is a bigger problem than it is; to me, it doesn't seem like a problem at all. Just ignore it, don't talk about it, and go on with other things instead. You may still have a bit, some, or a lot of things to get off your chest, etc., but you could just quietly not talk about this anymore, or not for much longer, then that will be that, and you continue on with other things.
But even if it wasn't for that, I'm worried about the consequences reading about it may have for others. Even if I simply state the truth, knowledge can be harmful and dangerous if it's applied incorrectly. Even if I add like 5 disclaimers, people who consider this topic important for themselves might still try to learn from my experience, since there's not that much other information to pick from when it comes to this topic in the context of spirituality.
You cannot be responsible for others. They choose to do things themselves. People have to make their own mistakes - that is not your responsibility; it is theirs, so they can (hopefully) learn.
The error in that, is that my experiences are a direct result of my own specific circumstances; and the experiences other people might have, can be entirely different. In other words: I think the information provided by my experience is completely irrelevant to anyone, due to the extent of individual differences present in such situations; and yet, some people might convince themselves that it's relevant to them, and use that as a reason to justify making poorly thought-out decisions. I think that would be horrible.
Sorry in advance for downplaying this and undermining it and belittling it, etc... but - "If! If!" If wishes were fishes, the World would be an ocean - but that's not the case now, is it? If I had a billion pounds, or if I were this much different, or if I did this or if I did that...
If I could turn back time... If, if, if. Why not When, When, When? Getting on with things, and getting better. People might see your posts and use that - regardless of what you mention - as validation; like I said, about confirmation bias, to continue with doing things about having a "sex change", no matter how much you say, warn or disclaim. People have been taught, over the centuries, repeatedly to be stubborn and intractable, through multiple lives. You can't save them; only they can choose to be saved.
When I asked if I could give you closure, I didn't mean that in a literal sense. Rather, what I meant is: do you really think it would be for the best if this information is publicly revealed, no matter how dangerous it might be? Do you value knowledge regardless of its merit? Is that... just to satisfy your curiosity, no matter who might get hurt as a result? Or is there more to it?
No, I'm just trying to ease things a bit. It's not surprising it doesn't come through well in text. People might be nosey and want to know what happened, but it's your personal life, so you shouldn't share the outcome; unless, perhaps, you want or need to.
I do mean you, actually. But since you were taking it as a compliment either way, I suppose I didn't have to point that out.
Lol. "Normal" is Boring. (Forgive me for this, but) wHaT iS "nOrMal"? Lol.
I had a recurring nightmare...
You might ignore this, because you said you don't want to talk about it. I still don't understand how someone in a dream forcing themselves onto you, to "try and force you to accept being Male"; someone else being a faker, poser, user online; or others in life all equal why you believe you should be Female. Everything in this jew World is hyped up to extremes, so just
being who and what we actually are is not easy, as if we're being bounced around like a pinball in a pinball machine, or tossed around like a ragdoll. If you're a feminine Male, then so what? You're a feminine Male. It seems as if you have to wear the correct emo or chav or skater clothes because you seem a bit emo or chav or skater. By that, I mean thinking you have to have a "sex change" because you might be a bit feminine as a Male. Meh. Be a feminine Male. If the meditations help you to be balanced in the future, which surely they will, then that's what's going to happen. I doubt you will do what I am about to say, but maybe 1 day per week be deliberately-over-the-top-ly masculine; another day per week be deliberately-over-the-top-ly feminine; the other 5 days per week, just be. You won't like some of it or all of it, but the more you do it, over time, the more you'll get used to it... Then it won't seem as important to you; you won't be bothered, or perhaps care, anymore.
...while I sometimes wasn't assertive enough to stand up for myself in the past, nowadays, I won't tolerate anyone forcing anything I don't want on me.
After all of the - you could say - reverse-psychology being forced upon you had worked. "Say 'No' to teenage Children, and they'll rebel; so instead, play it cool; or do the opposite" sort of thing.
Each time he compliments me, I like to think that it cancels out one of the insults people have hurled at me. If I keep going like this, eventually it'll break even, and then maybe my self-esteem will become positive.
Being selfish, I refer to the copper, silver, gold... coins again. It seems like you have employed that already. Like when christians say "the more I think about it, the more i ReAlIsE that there must have been a creator" in that - going back and back and back, that everything must have been created, ME: "OK, but who created 'god'?" CHRISTIANS: "'he' was just there". so go back and back and back... but stop there? Likewise with you - your partner's compliments cancel-out one insult from before; why stop there? Nature made you Male, yes?
I know you said you were told that you shouldn't mention these things, but since you have - why do you talk about them? Do you want an opinion of, or a knowledgable SS user or staff member to validate and confirm that you're OK to have a "sex change" operation? It's your life, your Soul, your Body, your Mind... and no-one else will be responsible for your actions, but you still want to, and intend to, go through with it?
It's true that this behaviour reinforces my feelings, and that's why I called it escapism. That said, the difference in how I was treated as a boy, and how I am treated now, is blatant and immense. Don't you think that means my feelings are correct, perhaps?
Nature made you Male. It's as simple a that. Feelings don't change what's what. Some ignorant individuals think, feel, believe Satan is evil, but those thoughts, feelings, beliefs don't change the fact that Satan is not evil.
I don't think they're correct, personally. But does that mean they're wrong? I don't think they're wrong, either. Is it not simply an observation of cause and effect? I can feel frustrated, angry even, that it came to this. But I don't see my error. I don't understand what I did wrong, or what I'm doing wrong; but that doesn't stop people from insulting me. Is the reason that they're insulting me, not simply that I wasn't born female? After all, I've been insulted so much both before and after my decision to change. If that's the case, then doesn't it make sense that I feel such an overwhelming urge to destroy the evidence?
Running away. One can curl up, roll over and die, or they can defy convention and stay who they are, regardless of what other ignorant, uncaring, irrelevant people want. You want to feel better because others were mean to you. Some say "repeat a lie often enough and it becomes the truth", attributed to Nazi propagandist Joseph Goebbels. Literally, lies can't be truth, but people's perceptions, actions, beliefs, behaviours... would change, to conform to lies. Sorry, Meteor, but you're a conformist. A dream upset you by trying to force you to be a Boy, but real-life individuals complimented you about looking like a Girl. Sorry, but you need a long holiday from yourself for a while and clear your head.
Excuses don't change whether things are right or wrong, though; that's something I can only judge by the consequences of my actions. I suppose that's one of the merits of spiritual advancement: to know the consequences of one's actions beforehand.
Do you hope, that
just in case the hospital will keep your Male bits in frozen storage, so that you can have them reattached later?! That won't happen. Instead, they'll either be sold to a jew to eat(?!) or put into vaccines, sold as dog food, sold as "processed" meat (soylent) or just incinerated. What a waste - and a disgusting one at that.
You're right that things don't change overnight, and I suppose I was really just bothered that I couldn't figure out how to take even a single step towards overcoming my fears.
Maybe because they're not "your" fears! Stop claiming them! Stop accepting them! Don't hold them tightly after your partner falls asleep at night; instead, dump them! "My fears", no wonder...
It feels like everything I tried the past two years, even when I thought I was really feeling up to it, just made things even worse instead, and that was very demoralising for me. I'm still feeling a bit overwhelmed at the moment, but I took note of your suggestions, thank you. I think I should be more careful not to bite off more than I can chew at once.
You've been so used to what has been placed upon you for so long, that anything else is difficult and is uncomfortable and different, foreign, alien... etc. Keep 'wearing' those things, and you'll get used to them. Adaptation. The Mind is stubborn, but the more things are done, the more the Mind (eventually) adapts/conforms.
I am far from any form of respectable and trustworthy Astrologist, but from what
I think I understand, slightly, the energies of the Planet Neptune are so fecking difficult to sublimate (modify, change). (I just checked Azazel's Astrology, and I remembered it correctly! ^^) I would suggest that you have a bitchtard of a Neptune placement somewhere, which needs to be overcome. Obviously and of course - don't share any of your Astrology details. (That is more or less the extent of my... "advice" or "help"... regarding Astrology in this context.)
Maybe I am wasting my time? Like was mentioned in a post earlier. If so, then oh, well. Maybe I am not. Maybe someone else, or other individuals, could take notice and realise things.
I hope that I help. If anything I say helps and is beneficial, for the better, then it is worth it.
Nature makes us male, sure, we were born "Boys".
But we were not born men.
I was also born as a baby, and I also grow up and become who I am. Who the fuck is anyone else on earth to decide who we are? Not my lord, not my master, and not my God that's for damn sure.
We had to slowly and surely against all our own efforts and wishes for years, be transformed into men. Dragged into it by kronos, kicking and screaming and wishing to be fixed for our entire lives, and we are told each and every single time that "we are not allowed" xD or we are not developed enough to make the decision lmao. Any more developed and it will be to late for me you ignorant fuck.
We fight our battles and struggle our struggles all alone, because "I'm a young man" or I'm "almost a man" or "I'm a grown ass man" all this responsibility and pressure and I'm not even allowed to make any decisions for myself l. I'm just expected to obey at a higher capacity.
I used to walk around crying, "I don't like the way my pp feels, I hate it it feels bad" I would have a hissy fit if I felt my penis or balls at all, even as a little kid. I made it plenty fucking clear and did absolutely everything I could. No help, no kindness, no love. I remember it like it happened 15 seconds ago.
Us feminine boys had to grow up being beaten, screamed at, put into isolation, punished and humiliated by everyone constantly, not limited to but especially family or peers and even authorities. If we ever so much as walked incorrectly, talked incorrectly, smiled too much or laughed wrong, or accidentally stood with the wrong posture, or tried to pick out the wrong clothes at the store, looked at a girl's cartoon, or colored with a pink marker, Or even looked at toys made for girls, or tried to go near the girls at recess or talk with girls at all they say "eeew go away". Talk with boys at all they make fun of you for not being cool, it's miserable.
Growing up with the brain of a girl and a neutral body, then hit puberty and start turning ugly and more hairy on our face and legs and our voice cracks and is very clearly becoming embarrassing. Our feet get huge our jaw starts to get big, face looks more and more scary and boyish in the mirror, none of the clothes I like fit me, I just look like one of those cross dresser freaks on on TV. Then God forbid you are submissive sexually and your parents find out. God forbid you try to wear makeup, or buy the wrong clothes for yourself, or wear your hair the wrong way, too blonde or too long,, or spend too much time with boys, or spend too much time with girls for that matter.
Better set my boy straight, better put him back in line, better make him act right, better take away all his faggoty shit and make him like a man again. Disown him, punch his arms and legs until he can't move anymore, whip him with the belt buckle until he bleeds, emasculate him and throw him around like a ragdoll, don't feed him keep him skinny so he can't fight back, don't let him out of the house or he might go suck God knows how many clocks. Then send him to school hungry, traumatized and exhausted from yanked out of bed at 11 o'clock and smacked around because of something that your mother said happened, or something that the school said happened, or your siblings, or whatever bullshit reason. "He's in the second grade, he can't be acting like this, what will everyone think of my reputation if my child is misbehaving!! So you walk to school for an hour, sit at school for 8 hours like a good little obedient well behaved pet doing the same math problems over and over 3 times a day, math, science and homework. Learning about the same Holocaust and the same slavery year after year 4 times a day, history, social studies, english, homework. walk home for an hour. Your whole day is gone and your hungry as all hell, and then you walk in the door and your mother is sitting there watching television and she orders you to make the house spotless. The dog hasn't been out all day there's puddles of piss and piles of dogshit all over. You clean it all up, make some food if there is any. Your mother is screaming about some dust under the table or a smudge on the floor, or the gunk on the sink,or the piss at the bottom of the toilet behind the bowl. Or the precious precious dog is barking because of me, Or the couch has some doghair that won't come off. Or the laundry needs done, or my homework isn't done yet or I forgot to say yes ma'am no ma'am to the kikes at my school today or the look on my face isn't satisfactory, of my tone of voice isn't acceptable enough , or my attitude needs "fixed" lol. My parents got a call, and my mother has alot to say to my father about me. They scream and call eachother every known obscenity for 6 more hours until they get drunk on patron and rum and laugh like hyenas about random niggardry for hours and then just when I think I'm safe. My dad comes in and yells at me about something. He screams at me like he's interrogating a war criminal for 2 hours. Going on about me and my life, over things in question over and over and over until I slip up and say 1 wrong thing or I am silent for too long, or look at him the wrong way, or make 1 wrong expression and he beats the fuck out of me. And then comes back again just for sniffling too loud. And then tells me to come out and sit with him while he talks about his day and his feelings and threatens me further about what everyone wants and expects from me. Then he goes and spends all his money on drugs and alcohol and clothes because his faggot son that he disowned isn't worth wasting the money on food anyways. Then I go to school and I get bullied by noggers and beaners and kike teachers and not one single friend cares about me enough to stand up for me or help me. I can't focus on my work, I fall asleep in class and OY VEY you better hope that dad doesn't see the monthly progress report card. Uh oh he got the report card by mail. What the fuck is this? a c- in gym? Are you the dumbest mother fucking piece of shit failure that has ever walked this earth? Everything I do for you and you can't even get simple A's B's on a fucking report card? Smack my head, start crying ears ringing "I fucking dropped out since before I even got to this grade, I was running the streets on my own since 14!! a real man!! :you don't care about anything I day or do, you're shitting on me!" Smacks my head really scared now. Now here comes my monthly dinnertime beating that my whole family gets to see. My mother starts to take some tips ooh that's a good move

. My brother starts to agree with what my father says about me. I'm sitting on on floor balling my eyes out,, "get the fuck over here and finish your food!" Great. It gets worse and worse, next time it was in the parking lot at the furniture store, after this were waiting in line to get into the restaurant. Wipe that fucking look off your face bitch. Stop crying you little nigger fore I kill you, get your shit together. *grabs my neck and walks me into the store telling me to smile*
hello sir
Feminine boys are betrayed by everyone who is supposed to love and protect them, and anyone they might look up to or care about and were told at every turn in life that we are sick, weak, stupid, mentally ill faggots who don't deserve a thing besides a bullet in the head. Or a sword in the chest
Literally all I want is to be pretty and happy, but this is a clear and offensive crime to be doing because I was not given permission by Jesus christ the rabbi the man who died for us! Not a single friend, not a single moment of respite outside of hiding myself away hoping that someone isn't going to come hurt me.
Day and nights intense training for years my only goal is to be my true self, but my body is maturing faster than I'm able to get the power I need to transform. No woman could handle slowly and unavoidably losing every single aspect of her womanhood.
becoming huge and burly and hairy, deep man voiced freak. And then still wanting to feel small and protected and loved and being able to submit to a dominant lover. This brain that got too much estrogen I'n the womb doesn't work well on high testosterone, it's scary
How the fuck am I supposed to accept being a huge ass man but wanting to be loved like a cute little woman. Trans people literally try everything, we become bodybuilders, we become warriors, we become the greatest sports stars we can be, we have big families and do everything humanely possible to be good and worthy men.
But every second of every day your thoughts are going to be dominated by the same things.
"When am I going to transform"
"It's too late now I should have already killed myself"
"What's the best way to do it?"
"I should make them all pay before I go, cops, family, teachers lots of ways"
"What's the BEST way to do it?"
"They are all happy without me why don't I just kill myself instead?"
"Why don't I just transition if I'm gonna die anyways?"
"It's too late your life is over kill yourself"
Until you end up like Bruce jenner with 100 surgeries and every bias and lie that money can buy, you're on magazines and tv, you're told you're the greatest woman of all time, everyone says you're so courageous and beautiful. But they all really mean you're a disgusting cowardly revolting abomination. But that you're everything the jews want you to be. They want you you be vile enough to corrupt and destroy the image of anything good and true. Make the children scared to grow up and be like you hon!
We would be so pretty if the law would let us transition when we are young, but the world is made up exclusively of cowards and jews. When the Gods have their say in things people are allowed to become who they want to be, as soon as they are ready.
The human race is quite literally the enemy of anything that wants to different or unique or free or strong. The people of earth are sick and rotten on every level and they have the Gaul to say that trans people need to just "Accept themselves and be men!?" How about we just accept ourselves and be ourselves? Everyone can drown at this point.
The happiest year of my life, more true and more free than all the others, has started the day I ran down to the clinic and picked up my estrogen. I've never been more proud of myself or more happy to be alive or been more pleased with my body or my soul or life in general. I got my emotions, and my smile, and my future back. And it was not a minute too soon, People are going to see just how strong we really are. Trans girls have always had a place in the temple, and a place at the side of gods and kings, and queens.
Transgenders are the mix between Hermes and aphrodite. We are strong and fast fighters, with sharp minds and a thirst for knowledge.
And we have the sensuality and tender beauty of aphrodite. But a deep seated insecurity and fear of never being enough, that causes us to lash out. Meteor is an obvious example. But the legends explain this. It's our Satanic nature pushing us forward to be more beautiful, more Purr more worthy. Satan made us this way, it seems insane to normal people but our minds are simply different than yours.
It's a crime against nature, and as far as I'm concerned a crime against the Gods and their creations to force us to be what we aren't. Until humanity gets a clue, they will be deprived of our gifts to them, and we will be deprived of our bodies, souls, and lives. The reptillians make another big profit and remove a powerful piece from the board. Just wait a little bit longer tranny, have you tried football? Have you tried testosterone replacement therapy? Have you tried hypnosis? Have you tried electric shock therapy? Maybe you just weren't raised right, you should just be a proud faggot instead, for God's sake anything is better than being what you are!
Today they just demand to remove Trannies, tomorrow it's gays, then it's women, then it's dancers, singers, painters, then philosophers and then free warriors and heroes. Then they demand the heads of the non believers, then they demand your daughters for their bedchamber, and your sons for their army. Then they demand all your goods as taxes and they will ration out the bare necessities back to you. Then they control any form of learning to weaken the mind and soul. Just a little bit more and your jewish master will be so pleased little goyim.
Just take the first step goy, all we want is the nasty transgenders, they love the Gods too much. Sell them out you don't need them! . your eyes aswell son, we won't be needing those either. now go be a good lamb for your lord.
Everyone is acting like they get paid bully trans girls into repressing. They think they are doing some good service to humanity and saving lives, like some catholic priest that saves a teenage boy from sinning with a woman by raping him in the confession booth instead. Great job everyone, you really saved the passive homosexual from dressing up like a girl and ruining the entirety of all human civilization. You're such a hero.
"Just learn to accept yourself and heal from your trauma that us bigots gave to you for not being maaan enough, so that you can heal and become a maaaaan again. You were always just a maaaan, and you just need to heal from the trauma that made you believe you weren't a maaaaan. Just accept love into your heart and be a maaaaan you can't change what you are because I said so and I'm right because nature dictates maaaan"