When I was a kid, I used to ask myself; "Why can't we be perfect?" I'd spend hours and hours dwelling on that thought, and more and more hours on it as I got older. In Christianity, Jesus is the symbol of perfection. He is someone who never does anything to hurt others and teaches others to love and care for one another. He is sinless. I may not fully believe in Christianity, but I respect that and anyone who'd die for my sins (which are pretty bad sins) whether real or not deserves my respect.
Perfection to most people would mean to never mess up, but as humans, we will always be making mistakes. "Why can't we be perfect?" Three years ago, I found my answer. As long we as keep trying, we never really fail in life, because we always have choices to continue to reach our goals, even if some may be completely outragous.
We all make mistakes, but it isn't never making mistakes that really makes us perfect. In my defination of perfection, it is to make mistakes, but to learn from them. Always and constantly becoming better at everything we focus on. I'm sure Darwin and his survival of the fittest theory would support this.
My name is Jimmy. Spitice has been my very first name ever created online. It's kinda grew on me and I'll take it to the top with me and let it shine in in-graved shiny print on my big ass future sky-scraper. "Spitice Inc." I'm an 18 year old kid.
My parent's current income is 0. Most of my clothes have holes in them, but i still manage to pull off a little style. Most of my life, I've been alone. Desperately tying to make friends, but never really could.
The change started when I was 15. I cured my depression that I had since i was 12 with my constant study of psychology; a subject I plan to get a Dr's degree in.
I don't know why, but even as a kid, I've craved success. I believe my depression actually came from the lack I had of it (as it probably does for most people). I'm a senior in highschool now and I'm heading to college next year.
I've had sex with 5 different girls, which only one I truly believe deserved me. Still I would look at beautiful women, and see failure staring back at me. Facebook was even often depressing. All that prime ass and I'm stuck with left hand shame.
I'm shy, I have a bad stuttering problem (which I've learned is it is only apart of my social anxiety and can be overcome), and I usually don't know what to say, but that's only 70% of the time.
I've made a lot of progress over my AFC years and am learning to become the alpha I was meant to be, not this fake I've been forced to act like. I want to be able to munipulate any social situation to my advantage, especially with women.
I want to unite people together and show people how we can get more done has a unit, then individually. I want to Reunite the United States, and make it the best country in the world again. I plan to create programs to cure the world of depression, and whats to stop me from doing it? Only death, because as long as I'm living, I will always search for logical ways to reach the goals I set out for myself.
I know a lot about psychology and can understand and read people really well, the only thing thats stopping me from blowing people's minds is my lack of social confidence, but that's changing and it's changing fast. I plan to come up with thousands of new and improved techniques in the art of seduction, so be looking out for future posts of mine.
We are all here for the same reason, we love women and we want to get better at getting what we love most. We are here because we have made mistakes that we are determined to learn from. That makes us all perfect. So let's grow together.
- Spitice

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- Spitice