I'm afraid that might cut into my wanking time, so no.
I'm always suspicious of people who claim to have mastered the art of the mind ninja. Every single person (of whom there are increasingly many in this time of great personal confidence and great lack of personal awareness), who has made this bold claim to me has actually been pretty emotionally simplistic, crass and banale. In other words, I could easily see right through them, right through to the other side of their bodies from whence their verbal diarrhoea spews. It's all related to that great maxim in life, that those with specific skills don't need to talk about it, whatever those skills may be.
Actually, even if you possess the skills you claim to, they are pretty much impotent against a good smack in the face/disembowelling/beheading with a rusty spoon. There really isn't anything more damaging than that, unless you're a pussy and possess the emotional tolerance levels of a 5 year old girl in a puppy skinning factory. And I'm guessing that's the only sort of person your questionable mind ninjery would have the slightest impact on. You should probably just admit you're too much of a coward to get by on physical violence instead of this laughable pretence at your pen being mightier than the proverbial sword. In effect, your 'skills' were just the bitter thoughts you formulated while you were sat alone yet again in the school canteen at the age of 13 while people pointed at you and called you 'tramp balls'. Your coping mechanism was to convince yourself you were intellectually superior and didn't care anyway, but you did. You still do.
Just a small point btw, if you're so brilliant at this shit why are you asking anyone's advice on how to handle it? Unless you're like an intellectual footsoldier, or a pig eating from the scraps bigger pigs throw you from their table....in which case you're just a sad cunt instead of a dipshit.
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