Longer than a nap.

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But I wouldn't exactly call it a regular sleep.  Tonight I will put in the effort to get to bed earlier, and wake earlier.  I've simply not been sleeping as I should, and it's kind of fun to let go on that once in a while.  To push it, instead of cowing to sleep needs and demands.  I don't get to do that often, I often can't, and I have been putting things in the schedule that sort of preclude that anyway, this summer.  But I think it's giving me headaches.  So... enough fun is enough.  Still, it really was fun.  When I was a "kid", that was my life.  Burning the candle at both ends wasn't a joy, that was just regular life.  Don't most "kids" do that?

I keep thinking about Game.  From alpha types, to include sigmas, on to betas, deltas, and gammas.  Truth is, the difference is often one of perception and interaction.  Who believes what.  It is why I suggest, when questioned, turn that back on the questioner.  A question like, "Just who do you think you are?", needs to be turned on it's head.  An assertive answer like,"Uhrm, who, exactly, do YOU think I am?", but without much emphasis on the question, and more of a demand/command style interrogative, pushing into 'their' territory and space and mind, is the way to go.  Add a dose of mockery and some slighting of the original intent and directed at the questioner... 

Still, the physical differences between men at the different levels isn't all that much.  It's a matter of will power, in the end.  Oh, sure, some believe that a very fit man is higher on the totem pole.  That isn't even true.  It's only good for players.  Having muscle, for a man, is as natural as having beauty for a woman, and varies.  But it's more having enough will and enough strength to back that up reasonably.  That's all it takes.  But enough strength too, to not have to become aggressive.  Assertive is all that is needed, with the strength to ensure it.  Being a body beautiful isn't good.  Besides, what it takes to get and maintain that detracts from the necessary interactions needed to find a woman.  It's the male equivalent of a woman who spends so much time dressing and making herself up that she has no time to get out and be noticed.  Also, it often makes a man a muscle nerd.  If that is all he has, he depends on it too much, much as a man of poetry.  A trap of, and in, self.  Although being weak of body makes having a strong will and the ability to express confidence equally difficult.  There is a balance. 

It is a competitive sport.  The prize you ask?  Why... it's children.  Although having children conveys a lot more than just that.  Wanted or not.  Which means those pretty couples who stay pretty but have no children?  Are dead ends.  Vanity over genetic continuation is just as much a failure as the people who believe their ugliness, or weakness(es), bars them from entering the Game, and so are single and angry.  Oh, I'm ugly, I just don't care.  :)  I just can't get to the arena for competition these days.  Too tired.  Same effect, unfortunately, but at least I'm taking a pile of pills just to draw in air, so have an excuse.  And, even so, I have at least three children out there.  And have been engaged four times.  Both those over the fact that I have nearly been dead most of my adult life.  I feel sorry for those who have nothing, not even memories.

I guess I just get grumpy about people who could, should, easily find love, but don't even try.  Some of them haven't been trained well.  It doesn't take much to lift your abilities, either.  If many don't understand that.  Then again, the pressure, social, economic, cultural, governmental, and even in most "churches", for generations now, has been dead set against people having children.  Those who are natural to it, though, have ignored.  Often, like when I was younger, lip service was paid to the ideas while I was busy putting my boots under many beds.  There is that, natural Game.  But it doesn't work out well, even with successes.  Something has to give on those fronts.  It will, but only through an economic collapse.  An inevitable one.  We are about a third to a quarter of the way through that.  It's a matter of not letting everything collapse.  But that doesn't seem to be the case either.  Time will tell if Wisdom, or death, wins out.

Blathering.  Yes indeed.  Just woke.  Some dreams still on the tongue but just slightly out of reach and sight, I think.  Short sleeps don't leave much margin by which to remember such things.  But... it's in the post, somehow.

Later.