Stop Riding Cock Carousel: 1/3 The Ride, 2/3 Sexual Degenerate, 3/3 Conclusion

 



 


  To say a young woman is pursuing men sexually, is to say she is choosing to ride cock carousel. 
 
Sadly, what women fail to realize when riding, is an old saying which goes, women are the guardians of sex, while men are soldiers of the relationships. To explain, men choose whom they want to marry, while the rest of the riders choose whats left they can convince to marry. 
 
Most logical men will not marry a known sexually deviant.
 
~Why call it carousel?~
 
Instead of using a non-sexual carousel to locate and date a good man, use instead their sexual market value or SMV, for unknown men ruining their flower of youth.
 
~How she ends up on the carousel~
 
As a group of women enter the bar, they sit down and begin to talk. After the first round of drinks, discover the new friend with them has never been sexually active. As it is in the jealous nature of women, feverishly share among themselves their sexual experiences with men, making her unworthy in their eyes. Before long, an allurement of loud music, more alcohol and bright lights induces her. Now, in a haze of alcohol and removed inhibitions, she climbs or kneels down on the carousel. In the background, her so called new friends are hooting and screaming at top of their lungs, "YOU GO GIRL!" Shoving sloppy drinks high in the air. (They snicker knowing she is about to join a damaged, irreparable group.) Starting slowly, she places herself into a trance-like state bobbing up and down telling herself she is in for a good time. Quickly picking up pace, its rider is ever grabbing for a hollow-graphic ring, set in the imagination of her mind.

  Yet, she never stops to think what this may do to her own body in the long run, but continues to ride for years. She increases her alcohol consumption to remove inhibitions and multiplies an ever increasing body count. 
 
With thoughts and orifices thoroughly polluted, she never considers the good times to end. However, once the merry-go-round has broken down and closed, her face now mimics the lifeless, emotionless ride she once tirelessly rode.



 
  Bitterly, women never consider they have an expiration date. 
 Like dairy products, their eggs deplete and their looks curdle.
 
Youth and SMV is allot like the song Toy-land. 
 While you dwell within it, you are ever happy there, but once you pass its borders, you can ne'er return again.


 If seeking an example of lost looks, google thousand cock stare.


~Part II~

 Sexual degenerate

Most men will not marry a known sexual degenerate, yet, these same women feel entitled to a man will care for them and their sexual brood.


 Years ago, when I went outside to add something to the trash, a female neighbor that lived next to us, was sitting outside in her garage drinking beer one evening. When she saw me, she hollered and said she wanted to talk.

 However, after arriving and telling her hello, she launched into a story time of her sexual past. As I stood there, a bit jarred by the subject I never asked about, she carefully explained she had no regrets and happily recalled some of the wild things she did. My first reaction to story time was shock as I never heard such sordid tales of single-hood. Listening to this was surreal!

Ewww, stop it!

   

One story was a night of dancing drunk naked near a wall of windows inside a tall-storied building as she sung about being a honey-bee for her new boyfriend. As she was singing, she looked down at the intersection and saw a cop car staying parked through at least 5 lights. 

When I asked about the song, hoping to change the subject, she stood up and begin to reenact her version of the dance tied to a Tom Petty's song. As she danced and stumbled, she laughed and continue slurring the words.

Suddenly, her smile dissipated and the singing trailed off and died. She ran to garage door as her voice broke into an apology. Before the door slammed behind her, wailing sobs begun. As I stood there alone in the quiet garage, I realized this was a story of longing.

...she wished to go back


 


        
 In the past, men paid attention to her as she signaled availability or disgust in her own fantasy Never-land. Now a former rider, she faded into the background akin to ambient noise. 
 
 ~Mother of the year award worn below~
 
In order to fix the problem of no longer being youthful or beautiful, these women wear florescent lime, pink and yellow colors. However, unbeknownst to them, they are mimicking a poison dart frog, who employs the same tactics as a warning system through their use of bright colors. And akin to a dart frog, whatever poison they ingest is expelled though their skin. Mr. Donovan Sharpe explains how he can identify loose woman by tattoos and florescent colors.

 These colors are worn by women around town, neighborhoods and in playgrounds with their children.
 
 By wearing such colors, they believe to be on the prowl taking home any man which gives them attention. By only thinking of their feelings, they give no thought to the types of men they bring home and introduced to their children. 
 
 Later, out with female friends, brag how hot he is while he is taking care of her children. Little does she realize she gave permission and he will groom their limited sexual experience with him. He will teach them to tease him and lay on their back and lift their tiny legs into the air while they cry out in pain, not understanding what is happening. 😬
 
This makes her a predator and an enabler
 
It is at this point she is turning her children into future sexual degenerates like herself. As she can only wish to have sexual tingles as a confused and dramatic child, will become jealous as children can not becoming pregnant. She will then use the children as bait to encourage like-minded demons to come around. The children, now perverted, think sexually abuse is love and affection. They will perceive this is how you get attention from a man and will ride carousel. The process repeats itself with new deliberate single-mothers.

 
As people choose to develop bad reputations, there is talk. People don't have to get to know you, for your actions speak for themselves and one reaps what is sown.

Sadly, there is a saying in my home-town about these types of women, as a crushed can will not return to its original shape. It is a warning for those willing to listen and not repeat what is seen.
 
 
 
You make yourself a a dog in heat and a stray for the streets

 
 
Part III

 
~To place emphases on~
 
The last to go is the mind as her stinking thinking blames men for her lack of cogitative responsibility. Kevin Samuels, from YouTube, refers to as kryptonite because women run away or verbally block what is truth. Most never think it applies to them.
 
Because of their belief system and life experiences, they fool themselves and think they are ready to settle down now to catch a six figured, million dollar man. What they do not realize nor understand is no man wants them or their experience. 
 
Men want to be the experienced person in relationships. She must follow him, as he sets the pace for the goals he plans. If you ever saw a man at work, he is in an intensive state of mind. Yet, if she acts like the man in the relationship, she caves to her masculine intensity, not her feminine potential. "Women must choose love or power, but can not have both." as Mr. Henry Makow states. These woman will not give up territory from ground gained in their past. Forever fighting for power from a man, she gives neither love or affection, though she likes to envision she is able. Because she can not bring love nor anything else to the table, she is a soulless husk of a character going through life.
 
Since these women lack femininity, the same women enjoy projecting their voices in a social setting, especially when drinking and laughing so others will take notice she is having a good time. They feel their loud clever talk and cursing engages people, but it only brings head shakes and polite thin smiles from nearby. Others, move to another table or seek the server for the bill. 
 
 In other social settings as a store, others will exit quickly and get out of the way when this display of neurotic thinking begins to play out in the open. Most people will give this particular woman a very wide berth leaving isles. This woman might be possibly mixed with medication, liquor or both.

 
Her mind now resembling an avalanche of mud, she continues to express her opinion she feels everyone wants and desires. At worst it is terrible advice because of her bad choices and at best, a delusional mess only she can follow because in her mind, it is clear as Mississippi river water. Her points are emotional outburst no one can logically follow or want to continue in listening. Sheiks sound when theories are punched and thoughts are questioned. She rolls her eyes and loudly huffs when definitions are asked for of what she means. 
 
It is as if by very the nature of osmosis, we should know her crazy thoughts, the true test of tickling the dragon's tail.
 

 

~conclusions~

  Women who choose to sleep with men can no longer bond with any man. Her sexual cornucopia of history adds to the baggage of never being happy and like weights, gets heavier and heavier. Like Ebenezer's partner, Bob Marley, its ghost visits deep in the night reminding them of the mistakes made and can not be taken back. 
 
 
~Advice I Followed~
 Don't use your youth to sleep around, instead use it wisely, keeping chaise as it is far easier to not begin. As the old saying goes, "Once the genie is out, it can not be placed back in."
 
 If currently on this ride, stop and turn your life over to God. Ask for help in what His plans are and where your talent may be as everyone has a talent blessed by God.
 
 
"If we are not honest with ourselves and refuse to be accountable for our actions or lack therefore, then true progress cannot be made."



Links:

A gentleman named Roosh has a ebook/audio out called Lady. He has informed me this is a book for those beginning to sleep with men, but looking for a good one. 

Lady: How to locate a good man
 https://www.rooshvstore.com/books/lady/

 
Donovan Sharpe: A woman can not bond to one man when her past was sleeping with men.

 
Women's brain retain DNA from every man they had sexual relations.
 
 
Kevin Samuel: Life coach