Enthusiasm is what keeps the world spinning. The will to do something and do it great.
Passion is not a prerequisite, it can be turned on and off like switch. Connecting you to your dreams like a neural link, illuminating your perception of reality.
Enthusiasm is what gets you to stand-up, to fight, to believe, to dare, to live life.
Enthusiasm is a state of creation, the Lego blocks of destiny.
Enthusiasm is to strive, to be hopeful about the future.
Enthusiasm is to give everything you have got. No excuses, I am accountable for my life, I am accountable for my decisions.
Enthusiasm is being a dreamer.
Enthusiasm is being crazy, at least for a while. Advancements of humanity are credited to madmen.
Enthusiasm is to take many shots, keep shooting, that’s how you get goals.
Would you date a porn star? You know the woman whose taken cream to the face from multiple dicks. Dicks in the ass and piss dwindling from the throat making its way inside intestines. Oh, you a nasty bitch aren’t you? Pop that for big daddy! Would you be with a Porn star? A woman who has a body count carrying the essence of the phallus ancestry line. You thought you had Penis envy but now you have a woman who’s seen it all. Like “average penis fits in most pussies, big dicks are the real problem”. Oh really? Tell me more. Would you be with a porn star? Someone who has been choked into unconsciousness and passed around like a joint, smoking the character out of her soul and watching it dissipate like smoke. Daddy issues and expedient, victim-mentality and no self worth. Don’t fool yourself, it’s not in the past, the internet is forever and humanity is going to be jerking off to your girl till infinity and beyond. Would you be with a Porn star, someone to fulfill your wildest erotic fantasies? Someone to busk in your fetishes like an enthusiast. Someone who blows like a dryer. Someone to partake in your butt games. Would you be with a Porn star, a sex object for the gratification of your desires, a woman who belongs to all. Gangbang not a problem, as long as you let her call a friend. Would you be with a porn star, a woman whose attained mastery in all the positions, spreading it like butter so you can insert the ham. Moaning hard as a motherfucker so you are viewed as the man.
I know female nature, I put it all under microscopic view. I refrained from judgment, I just observed. I studied all the women in my life, from the root canal to the most distance branch in the family tree. I studied Jane Austin, I thoroughly watched the Romance genre. I watched Cinderella she’s a unicorn; she’s wonderful, kind, caring, loving and compassionate – the dream of femininity. True female nature is exampified by her sinister step-mother Madame Tremaine and her two daughters, Drizella and Anastasia. I consumed the works of Adele, Beyonce, Alicia Keys, Sade and plenty of other love songs. I know female nature, I know how they think and go about things. I know what’s hidden in the deep recesses of their subconscious. I know all their techniques and how they make you yield. I know indirection is the gameplan. The ability to stay aloof but insight suggestions and paint pictures with fabricated personas that mean absolutely nothing. I know you just a tease like a bitch that’s all bark and no bite. I know female nature, I know the game is subtle dominance, to pull the strings like Geppetto but make Pinocchio feel like his a real boy. I know the game is possession, to cause trauma and split the core leaving the body in camotose. I know female nature, it wants your weakness so it can use it against you. The master of passive aggressive behavior, the founder of the silent treatment. Oh yes, I know female nature, I know you operate on the dark side of the spectrum, I know you’re evil, I know chaos is an alliance and you love destruction like entropy. I know, I know self-preservation is all that matters. I know female nature, it’s emotional, manipulative, deceitful, unstable and unreasonable. I know, I know often times the spark plugs don’t work and you go crazy. Sometimes it’s that time of the month but we know that’s just an excuse, you just a crazy bitch! I know female nature, I know how your love can be a facade, how you can love me today and cease to love me tomorrow like an abortion, a sin. I know, I know female nature, I know how you easily get bored and restless. I know you just wanna have fun. I know how I can never predict your cycles like a volatile market, I know I will never completely understand and that’s okay, no one really does.
Stacy Kiebler, those legs. God bless the Attitude Era and the Ruthless Aggression Eras. That version of WWE was entertaining. I am in mourning, the product WWE has today sucks. It’s too soft, politically correct and packaged. This “PG family stuff” doesn’t make for good entertainment. It’s a waste of my time. I wish I could rewind to the 90’s and early 2000’s, nothing can beat that WWE. Awesome storylines, controversial takes, groundbreaking revelations, the drama, the story, great wrestling, great gimmicks, great commentary, exciting, believable, entertaining, imaginative, innovative, full of enthusiasm, funny, sexy, a roster flooding with actual charismatic stars and just overall great content. Today’s product makes me sad. Sure they have Brock Lesnar, Roman Reigns, Charlotte Flair and Ronda Rousey but that’s ALL they have, that’s not enough. Ronda and Brock while great inside the ring have no microphone skills. Roman Reigns is aided by Paul Heyman. The company has no real stars. Back then they had The Rock, Stone Cold, HHH, Mick Foley, Goldberg, Shaun Michaels, The Undertaker, Kane and they were succeeded by Brock Lesnar, Kurt Angle, Eddie Guerrero, John Cena, Batista, JBL, Edge, Randy Orton, I could go on and on and on. The roster had an influx of talent and plenty of stars in the making. It was vibey and unpredictable. Today they have zero stars, literally just Roman Reigns. If your favorite wrestler got an injury and was out for months back then he’d have to start at the bottom when he returned, there was competition. Everyone was hungry. Ideas flowed and there was experiments. Remember the uproar Eugene caused? Some thought WWE took it way too far, certainly a character like Eugene would never see the light of day in 2022. But that’s what made the product great because of storylines and gimmicks like that. The product also lacks sex-appeal, it’s too dull, lazy, repetitive and has lost its showmanship. It’s safe and insipid with no source of inspiration. I don’t like today’s Divas, they are musculine and angry, no feminine essence whatsoever. What’s the use of having Divas in the show if they are bad imitations of the men? I remember a time when we had Trish, Lita, Micki James, Beth Phoenix, Michelle McCool, Sable, Maria, Dawn Marie, Stacy Kiebler and Torrie Wilson. Divas back then were superior, the entertainment value was better, storylines relatable and the matches were more iconic. Today’s segments and promos are uninspiring. The wrestling is awful and the commentary mediocre at best. It’s just not the same without Jim Ross and Jerry Lawler. The enthusiasm is not the same. The crowd interactions are not the same. The credibility and believability isn’t there anymore. It’s like the magic dissipated away. Maybe the Trademarks and Merchandise are selling like hotcakes but what about the product? What about the content? What about the entertainment value? Creatives need to reign again in the company for it to have a great product. The writing has to improve. Stars need to be made and integrated to the show. Showmanship and sex has to return. The “PG family” rating is dragging the show to its grave. It’s hard to get excited about a WWE match. The product is a huge disappointment, it’s been that way for a while.
The pressures of BDE, I hate it, it’s overrated. Sure it’s got its perks but there’s only so much you can do with 10 inches, it’s heavy machinery. Sure, I am a legend and a God but sometimes I wish I were average. I am a humble guy and I don’t need the spectacles. The pressures of BDE, I hate it, it’s overrated. She has a skinny vagina, she keeps on pushing me back, I am hurting her, the worst thing is that I can’t push it all in, I’ll rip her a part. I am a good guy, I don’t want to send her to the emergency room. The pressures of BDE, I hate it, it’s overrated. She’s reluctant to try out different positions, so I am limited to 3 at most and I still can’t go deeper than 6 inches. I am doing it for her, I am being considerate, It’s too big, it won’t fit. I am decent guy, I don’t want to rearrange her guts. They all want 9 inches until it’s time to play. It’s difficult to be a God. The pressures of BDE, what can I do? I’ll take it, God gave me this gift, I’ll do my best with it.
Steve Jobs once said “the customer doesn’t know what he wants until you show it to him”. His point was that you must create a need and simultaneously fill it. The sentiment that no one really knows anything has been around for millennia. Nassim Taleb explores thoroughly this on his book “The black swan”, which I highly recommend. The book explores unpredictability, once off events and biases. The internet for example is a black swan event because no one could have predicted it prior to the 20th century. The Covid pandemic is another black swan event, nothing like this has ever happened before, it literally stopped life! We didn’t know what to do or how to react. If you had asked people in Henry Fords time what they wanted, they would have replied a faster horse. How about a horse that won’t die if you don’t feed it or leave it out in the cold? This is the genius of the automobile. To know what people want is to know what you want. I want a great product or service that will serve my needs. I want great customer service. I want ease of use and I want convenience. I want service, care and respect. If you can fill those needs, I am a customer. A big innovation might make your offering popular but what I listed are the fundamentals. If you can do the fundamentals really well, you can attract a lot of customers. This doesn’t require market research. Of course, I am governed by biaes and they dictate my life but human nature still rules. If you can understand people’s motivations, that is, people are narcissists and think the world revolves around them, you will do well in business. Cater to the narcissist in the best way possible, this is a psychological urge everyone yearns for – “Just make me feel special, that’s all I want. Make me feel good!”, that is what people want.
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