Beauty as Lure to Hunger Games

Feminine beauty was portrayed via the narrative machine as the lure to "love" and a life of content partnership, to join in union with an "other half of self." What it really is: the lure to enter into the hunger games of survival. Its actual practical purpose is to motivate you to compete and win in the "game of life." It is the call to tournament mating in the species.
For men who have experienced a sense of incomplete wholeness of self due to lack of touch or rejection by their own family, they likely have a soft-spot for this "wishing to be filled by the love of the woman" to complete the self. The narrative alluded to above is to keep the majority of men who would otherwise be disillusioned entirely from life by the truth, to "keep trying" hoping that another state of affairs might be realized. The vision of what is seen in the mind's eye by men when gazing on female beauty is modified by cultural programming. It evokes a dream that in reality belongs in "another world," definitely not this one. Anger towards reality or the feminine for using this misrepresentation to garner male services is then pathologized or criminalized to prevent the spread of awareness of nature's system of acquiring support for its aims.
Fighting it directly or going on truth quests to illuminate the world is useless. For some of us, they have told us this truth directly. Interestingly, some will tell you this if you ask, although not many. The programming is necessary for life to move from childhood onwards; otherwise, the knowledge of the truth of our species would cause catastrophic depression and death in the majority of the young. Due to this, the first portion of life is filled with stories, movies, pleasure food, and dreams that obscure the truth, so that some form of "striving" could take place. As you "strive" towards the dream, you are offering whatever it is you can to the world of the dream overlay for others to partake in. This is business. To describe and expose the difference between the business of dreams and the reality of life is considered an ugly deviance.
You aren't denied love (it was never there to be had); you are denied periods of "dream relief" that might come to service needs as part of an exchange. In other words, if you persist in broadcasting illusion destroying truth they won't do business with you, unless it is in the most direct transactional method.
This is difficult for men in existential crisis to grasp. What you are denied for being a deviant who speaks aloud the reality of life's exchanges is the opportunity to engage in "exchanges" themselves in the form of "dream relief" of needs. If you renounce the illusion, this also means you have renounced "what they can offer you." By rejecting the currency of dreams, which is the interactive theater, and having the standard of "only that which is real is what I desire," one has also rejected the entire basis upon which the feminine can offer "dream relief." Dreams relieve us of pain, which is why they are the main form of "business" in hell. Catch? We must act in an illusionary framework charged by the potency of belief in order to "live a moment of dream." No dreams last, which is why all love comes to an end. Every time you go in, it runs a cycle that leads to waking up again to the very thing you knew at the beginning.
The conscious male, after learning this, then rages against the dying of the light until the conditions of life are known and accepted. All forms of "vacation" from reality are "dream relief" that give us temporary breaks from suffering. If you want the least damaging forms of this relief, you have to achieve them alone with persistent work.
Once you know the price of the "dream relief" exchange, usually after a few rounds, you no longer want to dive deep and come to know all over again what it is you figured out the first 3 - 5 times. From here on in, you watch the "play," and don't react to the invitations.
They can't join men in "illusion destroying" philosophy, because to do so, would vanquish them from existence and likely everything else that lives. Life is a temporary survival experience against the current of reality, empowered by dreams that delay the inevitable. Each transaction in the dream world is a relief with the cost of waking at the end of the ride. The more beautiful the dream, the darker the wake-up experience and more painful it is. You pay for the level of pleasure and bliss in the form of equal proportions of pain and suffering once the ride comes to an end.
Why the anger and sadness in life? Simple, we wanted it to be a persistent form of reality that transcended the continuous reality of suffering that preceded it. Another catch; they can't tell you that it comes to an end at the beginning, because this would ruin the ability to experience the dream, so they have to hide that from you to give you what you want. The lie is necessary for the dream exchange to take place.
They gave me what I wanted, except the "in perpetuity" part, and perhaps the perfect form in which it was desired in the mind's eye. Do others really get the "perfect form" of the dream based on how we might observe the greener grass? Or, as it seems likely, do they too perceive a fatal flaw in their own dream that they wish was not there?
Illusions are essential to human survival. We have adapted to the reality that we cannot truly give one another the love and experiences we most deeply desire, so we participate in a marketplace of illusions that sustains life. The best we can do is ‘love’ one another by creating, as best we can, the conditions for someone to have the experience they desire. This is why resource acquisition amounts to being able to "love" someone more effectively. You can provide the conditions for them to inhabit their own dream. Without this theater, life reveals itself as nothing but suffering without answers.
In ‘love,’ people can’t admit that their true feelings are negotiated to appear as something that benefits the other person. The greatest efforts are put forth to make the narrative overlay become the truth, because to see through it is to break the machinery of dreams and all the beautiful experiences that come with it. We do not love others as they are, and others do not love us as we are. We perform to achieve a mutual experience.
In reality, asking to be "loved" in the fully unmasked state, is truly unreasonable in the context of human reality. This inability for human beings to love their own kind as they are outside of collective or mutual performance, is then represented as “sin” or “curse” in their mythologies. Human “love” is conditional, performative, and contextually bounded. The raw self, fully exposed, cannot be accommodated because it disrupts the frameworks that allow mutual recognition, comfort, and dream-like relief to exist. In other words, unmasked love is conceptually beautiful but practically destabilizing in human reality.
To strike a bargain with the feminine for dream relief, the deal contains a structural gag order: she cannot disclose the dream’s expiration date or its built-in misrepresentations.

That silence is not malice; it is the only engineering spec that allows the dream to boot up at all. If the curtain were pulled back at the point of sale—if the contract read, “This bliss lasts 6–36 months, then reverts to baseline suffering”—the limbic preload would fail. The ascent itself is the product.

Thus the feminine is incentivized to withhold the fine print out of functional necessity. The transaction is:
Break the silence and the render engine crashes; the shared VR session ends before the headset is even warm. The dream is co-dependent on the lie. Honesty at the gate collapses the waveform.

So the “deal” is never “I’ll love you forever.”
It is “I’ll suspend disbelief if you suspend disclosure.”
It is a shared hallucination that requires mutual non-disclosure to inhabit. This is why, in all cases, declaring the hidden truth is the initial iceberg hit that destroys any relationship. The relationship dies from the loss of plausible deniability.
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