05-06-2017, 07:52 PM
Day 63
Currently listening to: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=slox9-f-nSA
It's been a long time since I last updated. A lot happened in the past 20 or so days. I finished my 15 day run of A and am now on a 15 day run of B, currently on day 8. I have 7 more days of this run before I go back to A.
At the end of this run, I'll have completed 70 days of DMSI. This is the longest I have been on any version of DMSI, and as it doesn't seem like 3.2 is coming out any time in the near future, I'm going to trade off between version A and B on a 5 day rotation after this run.
Some observations from my last run of A. After the first 7 or so days, Version A really hit me hard. It brought up a lot of memories, I had fairly intense headaches for a few days straight, and I felt miserable. I also started eating more in one meal than I normally would over a single day.
It took me to the brink of my own psyche and forced me to look hard at certain parts of myself, and in other cases, it completely eradicated parts of me. It wasn't a pleasant experience. It was the most devastating time I've had on any version of DMSI. The irony of it all was that, despite how much inner turmoil I was dealing with, I was able to disconnect my emotional space with my public presence. No one would have known any better based on my external behavior. I never lost a step with work.
Towards the end of my 15 day run, I just took it all for what it was and let myself feel everything. In the end, while I absolutely hated that time, I'm more evolved because of it.
I started back on B last Friday morning. And the light switch went off in a different way. And I realized what A had done to me, and what B was doing to me. I'll get into the philosophical portions of DMSI towards the end of my post. I need to explain the tangibles that occurred first to segue into that discussion.
After doing B Friday morning, I was due out that night. I met up with a couple of my boys and as the night progressed, so did my lunacy. At one point in the night, a guy had to drag his girlfriend out of the bar because she and I were coming onto each other so strongly.
I had a single focus that night.
Towards the end of my night, we had two women that grouped up with us at a rooftop bar. I told one of the women that she was going to f*ck my boy D that night. And she said sure. In the end, she was ready to go home with him, and he backed off and said he was tired. She then wanted to come home with me, but I took the other woman instead.
I brought her home, and then hopped on this forum, ranted on Dr. Strangelove's journal about art, logged off the forum, and then f*cked her brains out.
Yes, I did make her wait while I responded to a post that Ben had written about art. I felt that took precedence.
In the morning she tried to connect with me, and I told her in a very blunt way that it was just sex. We don't need to make anything more of it than that. I could tell she was hurt, but, I wasn't interested in getting to know her and I didn't want to give her false hope.
The rest of that weekend I ended up being a recluse and lived in my own head. I started to think about the simplicity of what happened the night before. I particularly thought about the woman at the bar who was dragged out by her boyfriend. He was taller than me and better built than me. His girlfriend was a gorgeous blonde.
The part that really stuck out at me was the guy didn't say a damn thing to me. Nor did I really register his presence when I was interacting with her. I was interested only in her. It was a purely primal instinct driving me. He could have stepped to me, he could have started some shit with me. But he didn't. He literally dragged her out of the f*cking bar.
I mention this because of something else that happened to me earlier this week.
Over the past few weeks I had been helping an acquaintance of mine out by advising her on some business ideas. I was a sounding board for her. She is getting ready to start some new venture. She's also getting married in two weeks.
I had a few meetings with her and then this past week, mid-week, we had one more call where I gave her the last bits that I thought she needed to look at. She was grateful for the help and wanted to take me out to dinner to repay me for my assistance.
We met for dinner that evening and talked, had a glass of wine. Nothing out of the ordinary. When we were done with dinner and were about to go our separate ways, she asked me if I would be down for one more drink. She said she had a lot on her mind and wanted to decompress. I suggested that we pick up a six pack and head to my place, as I wasn't in the mood to hit another bar. She agreed and we picked up some beer and went back to my apartment. Before we were done with our first beer we had started getting physical. We had sex a few times that night. A really raw kind of sex. In the early morning she left.
Last night I saw K and we had sex again. I left her place this morning and came home and slept most of the day.
Now, onto my philosophical musings about DMSI.
I talked to K about the two women I slept with over the past week. K and I have known each other for so long, I don't feel the need to ever pretend with her.
I particularly told her about the woman whose wedding was coming up. Even though I knew she was going to be married, I didn't feel any guilt over the fact that we had sex. I don't think what we did took anything away from how much she loves her fiance. At the end of the day, what happened between us, it was just an itch that needed to be scratched. There was nothing emotional involved in what we did.
K asked me whether I would have felt that way before, or whether I would feel betrayed. This was what led me down a mental rabbit hole, and it's a question that I would pose to every DMSI user on this forum.
Are love and sex mutually exclusive?
For me, they aren't. I have over the past month, increasingly separated church and state. Church being my work, friends, the areas where I need to use my higher evolved intellect.
When it comes to women however, that has become more of a primal state for me. It has nothing to do with emotion, love, friendship, or connecting. It's just a purely primitive, physical activity. Just like eating.
I have become better at discerning which women I can connect with at that level also. I know when a woman is ready to just f*ck. It's in their eyes. There's nothing more involved than that. And it's not necessarily that I see these women as cheap, easy targets. I think it's that I don't judge them. Because I also don't judge myself either.
I'm not really able to adequately express what it is that I am feeling, and it's almost impossible to convey something accurately after we've been told to adapt to a certain norm to function in society.
The only way I can explain it is, sometimes, I just feel like an animal. I operate on those base instincts. There is no intellectual understanding involved.
And I think that's what maximum sexually irresistibility is. It's existing on the idea of raw sexual energy. There is no judgement, no correlating, no deeper understanding other than the act of a need that is fulfilled. And once it's fulfilled, you move on.
This thought process is in distinct contrast to my other thought processes, those that require me to function in my higher day-to-day activities. And again, that separation is extremely clear. One doesn't necessarily cross over to the other.
This ideology is most apparent when I'm with K. When we're hanging out, we're hanging out as friends. We laugh, joke, tease each other. When we have sex, it's no holds barred, primal, mentally disconnected.
I don't know what the continued use of DMSI is going to do for me. How much more it's going to change me.
I am catching up on some of the other users journals and I know a lot of people still aren't executing the goals. And I think I understand more and more why. I'm not sure how to describe the conflict, but, it's more of an intellectual battle against your base primal desires. Your programming that dictates how you function as part of society and that of your reptilian brain.
The idea of societies programming has never been so obvious to me until recently.
We are our own best friends, we are our own worst enemies.
I'll close out this post with one last thought regarding the execution of DMSI's script.
Let go...
Currently listening to: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=slox9-f-nSA
It's been a long time since I last updated. A lot happened in the past 20 or so days. I finished my 15 day run of A and am now on a 15 day run of B, currently on day 8. I have 7 more days of this run before I go back to A.
At the end of this run, I'll have completed 70 days of DMSI. This is the longest I have been on any version of DMSI, and as it doesn't seem like 3.2 is coming out any time in the near future, I'm going to trade off between version A and B on a 5 day rotation after this run.
Some observations from my last run of A. After the first 7 or so days, Version A really hit me hard. It brought up a lot of memories, I had fairly intense headaches for a few days straight, and I felt miserable. I also started eating more in one meal than I normally would over a single day.
It took me to the brink of my own psyche and forced me to look hard at certain parts of myself, and in other cases, it completely eradicated parts of me. It wasn't a pleasant experience. It was the most devastating time I've had on any version of DMSI. The irony of it all was that, despite how much inner turmoil I was dealing with, I was able to disconnect my emotional space with my public presence. No one would have known any better based on my external behavior. I never lost a step with work.
Towards the end of my 15 day run, I just took it all for what it was and let myself feel everything. In the end, while I absolutely hated that time, I'm more evolved because of it.
I started back on B last Friday morning. And the light switch went off in a different way. And I realized what A had done to me, and what B was doing to me. I'll get into the philosophical portions of DMSI towards the end of my post. I need to explain the tangibles that occurred first to segue into that discussion.
After doing B Friday morning, I was due out that night. I met up with a couple of my boys and as the night progressed, so did my lunacy. At one point in the night, a guy had to drag his girlfriend out of the bar because she and I were coming onto each other so strongly.
I had a single focus that night.
Towards the end of my night, we had two women that grouped up with us at a rooftop bar. I told one of the women that she was going to f*ck my boy D that night. And she said sure. In the end, she was ready to go home with him, and he backed off and said he was tired. She then wanted to come home with me, but I took the other woman instead.
I brought her home, and then hopped on this forum, ranted on Dr. Strangelove's journal about art, logged off the forum, and then f*cked her brains out.
Yes, I did make her wait while I responded to a post that Ben had written about art. I felt that took precedence.
In the morning she tried to connect with me, and I told her in a very blunt way that it was just sex. We don't need to make anything more of it than that. I could tell she was hurt, but, I wasn't interested in getting to know her and I didn't want to give her false hope.
The rest of that weekend I ended up being a recluse and lived in my own head. I started to think about the simplicity of what happened the night before. I particularly thought about the woman at the bar who was dragged out by her boyfriend. He was taller than me and better built than me. His girlfriend was a gorgeous blonde.
The part that really stuck out at me was the guy didn't say a damn thing to me. Nor did I really register his presence when I was interacting with her. I was interested only in her. It was a purely primal instinct driving me. He could have stepped to me, he could have started some shit with me. But he didn't. He literally dragged her out of the f*cking bar.
I mention this because of something else that happened to me earlier this week.
Over the past few weeks I had been helping an acquaintance of mine out by advising her on some business ideas. I was a sounding board for her. She is getting ready to start some new venture. She's also getting married in two weeks.
I had a few meetings with her and then this past week, mid-week, we had one more call where I gave her the last bits that I thought she needed to look at. She was grateful for the help and wanted to take me out to dinner to repay me for my assistance.
We met for dinner that evening and talked, had a glass of wine. Nothing out of the ordinary. When we were done with dinner and were about to go our separate ways, she asked me if I would be down for one more drink. She said she had a lot on her mind and wanted to decompress. I suggested that we pick up a six pack and head to my place, as I wasn't in the mood to hit another bar. She agreed and we picked up some beer and went back to my apartment. Before we were done with our first beer we had started getting physical. We had sex a few times that night. A really raw kind of sex. In the early morning she left.
Last night I saw K and we had sex again. I left her place this morning and came home and slept most of the day.
Now, onto my philosophical musings about DMSI.
I talked to K about the two women I slept with over the past week. K and I have known each other for so long, I don't feel the need to ever pretend with her.
I particularly told her about the woman whose wedding was coming up. Even though I knew she was going to be married, I didn't feel any guilt over the fact that we had sex. I don't think what we did took anything away from how much she loves her fiance. At the end of the day, what happened between us, it was just an itch that needed to be scratched. There was nothing emotional involved in what we did.
K asked me whether I would have felt that way before, or whether I would feel betrayed. This was what led me down a mental rabbit hole, and it's a question that I would pose to every DMSI user on this forum.
Are love and sex mutually exclusive?
For me, they aren't. I have over the past month, increasingly separated church and state. Church being my work, friends, the areas where I need to use my higher evolved intellect.
When it comes to women however, that has become more of a primal state for me. It has nothing to do with emotion, love, friendship, or connecting. It's just a purely primitive, physical activity. Just like eating.
I have become better at discerning which women I can connect with at that level also. I know when a woman is ready to just f*ck. It's in their eyes. There's nothing more involved than that. And it's not necessarily that I see these women as cheap, easy targets. I think it's that I don't judge them. Because I also don't judge myself either.
I'm not really able to adequately express what it is that I am feeling, and it's almost impossible to convey something accurately after we've been told to adapt to a certain norm to function in society.
The only way I can explain it is, sometimes, I just feel like an animal. I operate on those base instincts. There is no intellectual understanding involved.
And I think that's what maximum sexually irresistibility is. It's existing on the idea of raw sexual energy. There is no judgement, no correlating, no deeper understanding other than the act of a need that is fulfilled. And once it's fulfilled, you move on.
This thought process is in distinct contrast to my other thought processes, those that require me to function in my higher day-to-day activities. And again, that separation is extremely clear. One doesn't necessarily cross over to the other.
This ideology is most apparent when I'm with K. When we're hanging out, we're hanging out as friends. We laugh, joke, tease each other. When we have sex, it's no holds barred, primal, mentally disconnected.
I don't know what the continued use of DMSI is going to do for me. How much more it's going to change me.
I am catching up on some of the other users journals and I know a lot of people still aren't executing the goals. And I think I understand more and more why. I'm not sure how to describe the conflict, but, it's more of an intellectual battle against your base primal desires. Your programming that dictates how you function as part of society and that of your reptilian brain.
The idea of societies programming has never been so obvious to me until recently.
We are our own best friends, we are our own worst enemies.
I'll close out this post with one last thought regarding the execution of DMSI's script.
Let go...