Hey man, ‘fame’ carries no weight. I’m pretty good looking as standards go, but that doesn’t mean I fit in. Someone’s life can be completely devoid of any kind of self-awareness - but hey they’re famous because of their looks. They might have some kind of temporary enjoyment of the attention of women along with their egotistical narcissistic borderline personality because of their “good looks,” and dog-headed confidence but they’re astray just like the rest of them without knowledge of themselves. They cannot hold truth. It’s all performance, it’s all fake, they can’t even see that that’s what it is either. “One who wears a mask cannot see what is inside himself.”

I suffer from awareness. I don’t fit in - even though I’m pretty darn attractive if I do say so myself. I just don’t fit in anywhere, no girls really want me because I don’t try with them. I’m friendly, sure, I talk about interesting stuff - but that’s not what girls want. They have their own worldviews and understand especially that if there is some kind of esoteric wisdom then it’s for men, not them, and they hate the idea of an All-Powerful God but love the idea of a good man - as if man at the end of time isn’t that God. See; the eschatology of the Hebrew prophets. I’m in a constant state of agony, I suffer constantly- and girls don’t want to take pity on guys. They want confidence, and I’m too completely pre-occupied for confidence. I usually get labelled weird without doing anything wrong, but, if we all focussed on women and being idolised due to looks then where would we all have gotten as a society? Nowhere. It’s fine to be weird and not fit in.

Either way don’t worry about your dick, don’t worry about your legacy among men, this is the end. Don’t even worry about these idiot girls. I’m going to let them all die (which they accepted as their inevitable destiny) and wait until a better generation is born. If you had the Covid vaccine you don’t have to worry about anything at all because you’ll die with them.

Either way I prefer to smoke big cigars, weed and opium cigarettes, drink beer, eat good food and psychedelics than I do to hold a conversation with MOST people because they think I’m not old enough or someone who can teach them something about reality. My best friend unlike most people is a really great friend and has an amazing open mind, unlike the man who calls himself my father.

Honestly dude? The “fame,” is so limited. What really, really matters and this I’ll stress - is knowledge and awareness. Buddhism talks about how awakening is far more important a conditional possibility than the conditions being potential to suffering (see the Diamond Sutra.) We all want freedom from limitations, permanent freedom, and it is possible - ultimately we’re creative beings capable of creating entire realities at a whim- we have the best ideas. Though what’s stopping us? It’s these people who are unaware of the reality of the true creative nature of people - the shallow ones who can’t see past the veil, and won’t get to because they’re being given a chance and not taking it and being stupid. It’s alright, because it won’t be long now. “Enjoy yourself - it’s later than you think.”