How Tupac became a Feral MGTOW

In the fictional universe of the sci-fi epic Dune, there exists a sisterhood, the sisterhood of the Bene Gesserit that use a biochemical substance known as the spice melange that confers the ability of prescience onto the user.  Consumers of the substance are granted the ability to understand and analyze the probabilistic nature of future events in such a way that they can accurately predict it.

The Bene Gesserit launched a eugenics campaign in hopes of creating a human being that was, on the genetic level, infused with the highest possible bio-availability for the spice melange which as a result would render him with an almost supernatural omniscient ability.  This person, despite being genetically designed to accept the spice melange would still have to undergo a catalytic ritual that would trigger his prescient ability.  The ritual, called consuming the “water of life” consisted of taking a large amount of highly purified spice melange that bordered on overdose.  If he survived, he would become this prescient being, a sort of post human called the “Kwisatz Haderach” (translated to “shortening of the way most likely from the hebrew, K’fitzat ha-Derekh, literally, “The Leap of the Way,”) capable of amazing feats of both physical and mental prowess.  If he did not survive however, the penalty was death.

Bene Gesserit were essentially predecessors of the Kwisatz Haderach– genetically inferior versions of this super being that could also undergo the water of life ritual and survive, coming out on the other side as prescient beings, but never to the degree that a Kwisatz Haderach could attain.  The Bene Gesserit (who called themselves “reverend mothers”) would occasionally stumble upon what they referred to as a “wild Bene Gesserit”, that is a woman that, without knowledge of the Bene Gesserit or the ritual of the water of life would undergo the process, sometimes completely by accident and survive conferring onto her all of the prescient benefits therein.  They regarded these women with amazement, expressing shock that they achieved in a state of preliterate ignorance, what would take them centuries of study to understand.

It would be a bit like the organic chemist who happened upon the amazonian indigenous tribes that figured out all of the native hallucinogenic plants in their area with no knowledge of chemistry whatsoever.  While I certainly do not regard us red pillers/mgtows as super humans or anything silly like that,  I think there’s something to be said about the wild ones, the men who, all on their own discover the red pill and swallow it whilst being completely ignorant of the cyber lighthouses we’ve erected on the internet for men that know there’s something wrong but can’t quite place what it is.

The red pill is our “water of life”.  If you consume it, what you undergo could possibly kill you, but once it’s down, once your enzymes have digested it, once you come out on the other side you can see it as a “shortening of the way” of your own, a wormhole to distant realms that would take you light years to arrive at on the streams of blue pill consciousness with it’s slow chemically propelled gynocentrism.

The following video shows what many consider to be one of the most influential rappers of all time, Tupac Shakur, in different stages of what many mgtow would call red pill consumption.

In the beginning of the video he is experiencing the shock stage.  He is a man that is seemingly excited about pouring out as much of his love (for lack of a better word) and affections onto female kind.  This is a man in the most deepest stages pf male mother need, he is amazed and intrigued by women, he seems them as gentle, kind, nurturing and infallible, he even states that he get’s into regular conflict with other men in defense of his vision of what women represent.

This man, like countless billions of other men that came before him, would have to learn the hard way that women can be as cruel, capricious and uncaring as any man can be, sometimes even more so.  You almost pity Tupac here, in the same way that one roots for a gazelle fawn on the african savannah that has not yet understood the dangers of the lions lurking at the edges, lying in wait in hopes of consuming him.

You root for the gazelle, truly wanting to see him live and escape the lions and the leopards that stalk him, but you know that if it doesn’t learn fast he will be devoured by the business end of the apex predators that live amongst him.  The beginning stages of his red pill awakening start to make themselves apparent when he sees that his own “nice” behavior was repulsive to one of the girls he was interested in.

Like many men this key realization forms the catalyst for what will later become the transitionary period known as red pill rage, where the man exhibits what can only be called a “fuck it” attitude toward the opposite sex.  At the initial stages he cant even bring himself to call a woman the “B word”  he can’t even say the word that he likely normally says whenever the conversation is not about woman.  At this point in his life Tupac had likely called plenty of other men a bitch at one point or another, but when it’s in reference to a woman, he cannot even utter the word.  He is a true acolyte of the gynocentric religion.

Though shall not take the lordess’s name in vain and all that.

Later in the video, at about the 50 second mark we see that Pac has progressed into full on red pilled rage.

“Bitches aint shit!  we don’t love ’em hoes”

He proclaims loudly for everyone to hear.  It seems Tupac has made the transition, has seen enough hypergamy to have concluded that everything he has been told about his religion was a lie.  And it pisses him off.  This is the genesis of red pill rage.  It comes not necessarily from any hatred of women, in fact I would go as far as to say that it has nothing to do with women at all.  Women are merely the visible manifestation of where the anger is directed.  The actual anger is originates at the lie.  The anger is directed at the fact that nobody sat Tupac down and told him that his religion was concentrated gynocentrism that is designed to make him into an unquestioning servant of the collective uteri of the women he once cherished and worshipped.

Tupac then goes onto to describe the fact that even women cannot tolerate other women because of the general backstabbing and cut-throat miasma that that emanates form whatever social circles they are a part of.  He is far into his analysis of women at this point, and is entering into the final stages of the red pill–acceptance.  The video finishes with Tupac saying what essentially amounts to an appeal to men to simply go their own way,  making the argument that simply masturbating is a preferable alternative to dealing with the opposite sex.

It truly is amazing to watch,  the universal way by which what is essentially the equivalent of a “wild Bene Gesserit”, in the form of a feral mgtow, Tupac Shakur expressing the same concepts we do with the only difference being the idiosyncratic nature of his expression.  There’s an importance to what we do gentleman,  it is to give wild mgtow a chance to put a name to what they are experiencing,  we should never forget this.