The grand philosophy of simpery, and its misconceptions

Simpery’s a complex psychological phenomenon; in modern era, it’s somewhat rampant amongst young men. But what factors that propel oneself to such (by societal standards) degeneracy. Some people have this false-perception of love, that leads them to stooping to the realms of simpery; it’s infatuations, lack of self-control, and the willingness to compromise one’s worth, and one’s values. It’s also the lack of self-awareness, and the declining of one’s cognitive functions. The fleeting lustful desires, that awaken within oneself; at the sight of the magnificent glorious BOOTY CHEEKS of the damsels of the mortal realm; it just mesmerizes one’s mind, but nevertheless with will power, that could be prevented, to maintain one’s dignity.

People mistake this psychological phenomenon, as to be love, and it’s not; it’s just the demonic desires. The philosophy of simpery places value on bimbo females, which’s utterly immoral.

A misconception is that: to bond with a female; is to then be a simp, which’s untrue.

to be a simp; is to give up on one’s self-worth, and in this book, i will greatly emphasize, on those as they’re of great importance; to constitute a dignified entity.

You bond with your MOTHER, who’s (i’m making the assumption here) a female, but a question is: does it make you a SIMP? of course not, that’s just common sense; it’s a misconception, indeed.

Physical attraction doesn’t equate to being in love, and misunderstanding the profound concept of love; is what leads to the curse of simpery (in most cases), indeed.

True love, (which the author contests its existence) usually takes a prolonged period of time, with sustained frequent interactions; of two parties, that eventually leads to a RELATIONSHIP.

 

THE RULE 69 of the underground faction

A simp recognizes his fellowmen, the simps…

A man, that goes by the name of ‘Werfy’ was the first self-proclaimed simp, he grew fond of the concept of simpery, embracing all of its immorality, its connotations, and its concomitant philosophical ideas. In a series of events, this man began to gather his fellowmen simps, to then eventually found an underground simps faction (this a confidential information, that they’d not be pleased with; being made public).

A hierarchy was created, and this man, named Werfy, sits on its throne. He’s the master simp, he revels in simpery. He’s a perverted devil, his aura emits darkened lustful thirst, for some MEATY JUICY BOOTY CHEEKS, he also like some big wiggly jelly BAZOOKAS, oh god, dear me. Truly, the simp master, he passes on his simpery to younger generations, corrupting the youth’s perception on intimate relationships. Studies say: that there is a potential decline in reproduction, and the humankind could go extinct, as a result of unhealthy relationships, with the absence of sexual intercourse, and egg’s fertilization; no spermatozoon. This man’s a great danger to the human race, that must be eliminated; otherwise, we are to be extinct, surely.

Which’s WHY, That there’s a rule, it’s the pillar of the underground faction, that the simp master ‘Werfy’ had put together, the fearsome rule, the unspoken; outside of the underground faction: ‘‘the RULE 69’’. Whoever speaks of this rule, outside of the faction, just gets CHASED AFTER AND ASSASSAINATED.

And the author had his SPYS, in the faction, and he knows the RULE,

the rule states-: ‘'to pledge allegiance to the faction; is to accept monogamy, and castrate oneself thereafter, to then be incapable of reproduction, and if you had been recruited already; you’ll be forced to castration. Your refusal could lead to your demise. The rule also include reversing the traditional sexual intercourse, and have the male party pegged and penetrated, by his “SUPREIOR DOMINATOR’’ referring to one’s female ‘LOVER’ which tends to be untrue, as most of their relationships are founded upon promiscuity, and in contrast to anything as ‘LOVE’.

Buddhism: the arch nemesis of simpery

The philosophy of Buddha; Buddhism,

is what overpowers the concept of SIMPERY. Simpery is essentially the exact opposite of Buddhism. Buddhism promotes willpower, in the absence of lust, and self-indulgence; whereas simpery promotes excessive submissive tendencies, and the worshipping of females, based on no value.

There’s this state in Buddhism, it’s called: nirvana,

it’s the state of complete bliss, and content, the state of being reborn, the state of being ecstatic; in the absence of lust. In Buddhism, you have to master your mind; to meditate, to then master your body, and subjugate one’s lustful desires, that are elicited from hormonal productions.

Buddhism can be a useful element, to conquer one’s inner simpy thirsty self.

A simp sinks into the muds of his own lust, lacking willpower.

Being also deprived of his senses, and his ability to assess his relative circumstances.

A buddhist monk contemplates the nature of his reality, and grasps its very essence, within his palms. He rejects any negative forces, coming his way, with his willpower and transcendent enchanted senses.

No concupiscence could overcome his trained mind.

‘'He who has the most, is who is most content with the least’’ -Buddha.

Truly, no wiser words have ever been spoken.

Excessive lust blinds the mind, and interfere with one’s natural disposition, it blemishes the nature of the human mind.

The incapability to purify one’s lust, and one’s mind; is to be always driven in one’s fantasy, and drifted from reality. To be in a meditative state; is to be in harmony with the nature that gave birth to you, that you tarnish with your simpy false ideologies.

 

The mastermind

On a dark day, under the moonlight, the underground faction’s members were reveling in their lair, having banquets, and feasting upon juicy cows that they had slaughtered, then a man, dark-haired, brown-eyed, with a malnourished visage, showed up, there were chaotic noises prior to his entrance, but the moment he barged in, in an instant, the chaos was quelled, he had this intimidating aura surrounding him, my personal spy was blending amongst those people, he was in utter dismay as he had seen this man, his darkened aura swept over my spy, he then began to experience some type of psychosis as he sat amongst the masses of the underground faction. Everyone referred to this man as ‘master’, and i had prior knowledge of whom this man was, and his true identity . I had tracked down all of his records. He’s a villain, a man of immoral principles. It truly baffled me, that some people

would ever deem this man as their master. He began to growl, and the members of the underground faction began to tremble in fear, their fears were heartfelt (according to my spyman). He had a throne, which he sat on and preached the word of SIMPERY. He promotes his false ideologies, on that very same acclaimed throne, to his disciples. He sat, then his disciples sat down thereafter. Then he began to speak, about his sincere passion: the gluteus maxiums; the notorious booty-cheeks, he spoke so passionately and fanatically, to a great extent, that my spyman had begun to feel ill of how pervertedly descriptive he was. He spoke for hours, according to my spyman. There were circulating rumors, that he was fumbling, and was barley capable of maintaining his footing, as a result of him being pegged, prior to that event.

As much as intimidating as he seemed to be, he’s not what he portrayed himself to be but; he’s a SIMP, and a simp gets pegged, castrated and stomped upon. A man of masochistic nature, and he passionately derives ecstasy from such activities.

What evokes pity the most, is the mind of the youth that had been clouded with his philosophical simpy ideologies, this man so-called master, whom i had been friends with, prior to him founding the underground faction was of a noble nature, until he reached the vertex of his puberty, and to then experience spikes in hormonal production, that had led to his direful END. I attempted to drive him to homosexuality, in preemptive attempts of stooping to simpery; but in which i failed.

Lust, puberty, perversion, those are the 3 elements of destruction that this man so-called master simp had mastered, to stoop to the low realms of simpery.

He was a friend, but he has lost himself down the simp path.

I had always preached moderation, when it comes to admiring the beauty of BOOTY, and the voluptuous figures of females and, of all hues, from a considerably safe distance.

But his mind failed him, and his desires overcame him.

A true misfortune, how could a man named Werfy, as innocent as he was, become a master of the SIMPS.

 

Love and beauty

Love’s an abstract concept; let’s dive into its depths: it’s a complex chemical reaction, that occurs within one’s body, it oftentimes is elicited when the amygdala recognizes a potential partner, that could contribute to a mutual reproductive sexual intercourse (fun note: throughout evolution, the amygdala failed to fully develop in relation to humans’ favorable conditioning, and their circumstances)

the amygdala’s responsible for one’s emotions, once it recognizes the potential of blissful procreation, it sends signals to the body for it to secrete oxytocin, which’s the hormone that pushes the body further more to experience desire, and lust for its potential partner. Oxytocin’s then released, as well as prolactin, and over period of time, if one constantly experiences this chemical reaction, one eventually experiences dopamine secretion, as well as endorphin, and that equate to feeling transcendently blissful, and to become very willing to be in a healthy natural and traditional relationship.

As i had mentioned before, the amygdala isn’t fully developed part of the mind;

and a simp amygdala’s somewhat wonky, and it malfunctions and fails him, misfortune sweeps in destructive manners, truly.

A simp’s amygdala oftentimes sends signals to his endocrine system, when he sees some big glorious blissful chunky heavenly booty, his endocrine secretes an excessive amount of oxytocin, which isn’t followed up with dopamine secretion, but corticotropin-releasing hormone, and gonadotropin-releasing hormone, and those ingredients aren’t the real ingredients of love; and that eventuates a SIMP’s end.

Love lies beyond the surface, it’s inside the depths discovered, truly.

But a simp fails to realize that, and then in unreciprocated love, he revels, and bases his false-love towards someone, on pure lust; infatuations, forsooth.

‘'Beauty lies within the depths of one’s soul, it can’t be found on the surface’’

-Hatem Coconut

Epilogue

Simpery, and all of its forms; should be rejected by our SOCIETY. And the simp master’s ought to be put an end to, he’s the CO of simpery, he must suffer the consequences of blemishing the minds of all youthful men. He’s a true threat to our race, as he promotes his ideologies that aren’t conducive of procreation, which could ultimately (as mentioned before) lead to our extinction.

oneself’s ought to moderate one’s fantasies, to not compromise one’s dignity and values.

Hone thy mind, for it will serve you greatly in thy mental travail, forsooth.

A little poetry:

The simp, admired her dimple..

On a quest, to pimp..

But he failed in his attempt..

Infatuated, he was..

Fooled, he was..

Pegged, he then was..

His mind was troubled, the calamities of misfortune betided him..

Unreciprocated feelings, broken spirit—-widened bootyhole

Lovelorn——-fretful

 

 

THE END

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Publication Date: 05-21-2020

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