It’s not her, it’s you.
There is no future version of yourself. Get rid of the idea.
You are you, now.
You, now, just accumulates.
Forget the models of OUT until your models of IN are better.
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At some point in history, men were eaten by wolves.
Then, we sharpened sticks or mixed powders or talked ourselves into wolf-hunting groups, and we made sure of it that the wolves knew they couldn’t fuck with us anymore.
Man does not die to wolf again; man slaughters wolf.
Until one day man decides to show mercy. Man has become so powerful and knowledgeable that the threat of wolf is so low, he decides to refrain from using his weapons. Man captures wolf and forces him prisoner. Man feeds wolf and gives him new purpose.
They become friends; Man creates Dog.
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Make your own judgements about whether you have more or less power, more or less knowledge than Man of the past.
I’ll pass the following judgement: you can’t tame a wolf.
Lack of patience, lack of skill, lack of wolf left in your concrete jungles, lack of love, excess of sloth, excess of impotence, excess of images of love — any combination you want — you feel the rage to dominate without the learned mercy that comes from having dominated before. And you will never truly dominate because you only know how to produce an image of domination — to be a tough guy. I promise that if you can’t imagine yourself being able to tame a wolf, your wife will inevitably [at least, want to] leave you.
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“That is a Man and they are wolf. Man stands to them a God for their mass of uncapitalized wolf. Only upon undoing [exhaustion] to man, will he be eaten again.”