I'm having to think a few more things lately, as I try to put together the many discussions in these threads, as well as reading on Ray Peat's thoughts. I don't know if I'm getting clearer with these thoughts, or whether it's getting more murky as I dwelve deeper into these things.
A lot of these thoughts has to do with having the staying power, just like the Eveready battery that keeps "going on and on." If the battery in use lasts longer, it can eke out the extra something that makes a difference. Although the battery is just a physical metaphor, the analogy can be extended to our mind. How come when there are some people who can haggle and get a good bargain? How come some people are just so persistent they refuse to take no for an answer and get their way all or most of the time? How are some people so impossibly optimistic yet you are just amazed that impossible ends up always not in their vocabulary? There is something to be said about having the will to power. We can talk about Napoleon Bonaparte, Alexander the Great, Genghis Khan, Queen Elizabeth, Julius Cesar, and the great conquests. We can also think about the ones who came close, but just lacked the will to finish it. For this, I think about Hannibal, who as mighty and feared a general, when at Rome's gates, could have made Rome fall, decided to walk away from it.
On a more domestic front, I observe my sisters and my brothers-in-law. All my married sisters seem to have this strong will in them. Truth to tell, I get exhausted when I get together with them. I observed my in-laws, and I can see they're not different from me. The years have worn them down, and they have become very acquiescent to their spouses and don't really care much about expressing their opinion. In short, they've realized its best to just let my sisters run the show, and then life would be much more peaceful.
I hope I'm not being misogynistic in stating this observation. I'm just thinking about the hormones and the lack thereof that could probably shape this dynamic. Recently I got to use some progesterone from haidut called Progestene. It was my first use of a hormone, and I felt I had a kind of staying power, a stronger battery or motor, and I found myself being more present in what I was doing, and even taking in and doing what's in store for tomorrow. I just wasn't procrastinating. I just felt I could just get these things done now, and I wasn't counting the cost of it. I wasn't thinking things like "don't be a workaholic" or "why not take a break, tomorrow can wait," or "it's too troublesome." Then I read a thread about someone microdosing on LSD, and he's able to sort of see the leaves of the tiny branch of a twig of a tree, to such detail and precision as he crafts out an elaborate plan. Then I like think "wow," if everything is just effortless to him, and he didn't have to struggle through it, nor even get stressed about it, it would be like a cakewalk for him where everyone else would be flabbergasted.
So back to my sisters. Is it possible that they have more progesterone than me and my bros-in-laws? What if I do an experiment with my in-laws by secretly dabbling them some Progestene daily? What would it be like to see my sisters wake up to a new spouse? And I'm not even talking about microdosing them any LSD.
A lot of these thoughts has to do with having the staying power, just like the Eveready battery that keeps "going on and on." If the battery in use lasts longer, it can eke out the extra something that makes a difference. Although the battery is just a physical metaphor, the analogy can be extended to our mind. How come when there are some people who can haggle and get a good bargain? How come some people are just so persistent they refuse to take no for an answer and get their way all or most of the time? How are some people so impossibly optimistic yet you are just amazed that impossible ends up always not in their vocabulary? There is something to be said about having the will to power. We can talk about Napoleon Bonaparte, Alexander the Great, Genghis Khan, Queen Elizabeth, Julius Cesar, and the great conquests. We can also think about the ones who came close, but just lacked the will to finish it. For this, I think about Hannibal, who as mighty and feared a general, when at Rome's gates, could have made Rome fall, decided to walk away from it.
On a more domestic front, I observe my sisters and my brothers-in-law. All my married sisters seem to have this strong will in them. Truth to tell, I get exhausted when I get together with them. I observed my in-laws, and I can see they're not different from me. The years have worn them down, and they have become very acquiescent to their spouses and don't really care much about expressing their opinion. In short, they've realized its best to just let my sisters run the show, and then life would be much more peaceful.
I hope I'm not being misogynistic in stating this observation. I'm just thinking about the hormones and the lack thereof that could probably shape this dynamic. Recently I got to use some progesterone from haidut called Progestene. It was my first use of a hormone, and I felt I had a kind of staying power, a stronger battery or motor, and I found myself being more present in what I was doing, and even taking in and doing what's in store for tomorrow. I just wasn't procrastinating. I just felt I could just get these things done now, and I wasn't counting the cost of it. I wasn't thinking things like "don't be a workaholic" or "why not take a break, tomorrow can wait," or "it's too troublesome." Then I read a thread about someone microdosing on LSD, and he's able to sort of see the leaves of the tiny branch of a twig of a tree, to such detail and precision as he crafts out an elaborate plan. Then I like think "wow," if everything is just effortless to him, and he didn't have to struggle through it, nor even get stressed about it, it would be like a cakewalk for him where everyone else would be flabbergasted.
So back to my sisters. Is it possible that they have more progesterone than me and my bros-in-laws? What if I do an experiment with my in-laws by secretly dabbling them some Progestene daily? What would it be like to see my sisters wake up to a new spouse? And I'm not even talking about microdosing them any LSD.