The Rules of Ex Club – No. 23
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Hes started to send me messages which are clearly going to other people too. No name at the beginning etc ambiguous. Anyone could respond to. Automaton. Hoovering when he’s lonely, bored and the IPpS is Away. Or am I just seeing more clearly now? We are all the same and interchangeable.
You are seeing more clearly.
Well, if we all look the same, then why does it matter if we’re beautiful or not? Just curious as to the answer. If you had a choice of beauty or an extremely delicious empathic source of fuel, which would you take? The beauty would also have empathic traits, but the other victim would be so overflowing with such an amazing amount and quality of fuel, which would you choose?
The fact of you looking the same applies to the treatment of you, you are all appliances. Of course some appliances have green eyes, others blue eyes for example. Some appliances are beautiful, some are not, they remain appliances nonetheless – akin to the distinction between a VEB Sachsenring Automobilwerke Zwickau Trabant and an Aston Martin Vanquish – both are cars, yet one is far more beautiful than the other.
As to your other question, it depends on where that individual fits into the fuel matrix.
A beautiful partner (‘arm candy’) brings additional benefits – others get jealous, you receive approval for seducing someone so beautiful etc. But then, you devalue that beauty and go for a less beautiful partner – you can complain how the ex was only into her/your looks, the ex cannot understand how they were dumped for someone so average looking, people around you think you are not interested in looks only, but have substance and depth etc. Fuel fuel fuel. And that is just the IPPS…
I’m way too fascinated with all this!
As ever, you have me Googling; and as ever, I learn something new. Ordinary references won’t suffice for the scintillating conversationalist that is Master Tudor.