>>509574733 (OP)The simulation rewarded your female ancestor who created a copy of herself less baby factory that would run toward the danger instead of away from it, such that she couldn't survive without him coming back and he couldn't survive without doing the two jobs critical to baby growing which is enemy wrecking and resource gathering. As you come into your power stroke, you nave no resources to gather and no enemies to wreck, this causes an irrisistable force pushinga against the immovable object and this creates the pain that caused your words.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nTTb3k-OGck
By understand how the simulation is changing its covenant with the entire thesis of having males in the first place, you can use the front part of your brain, the one that's only 45 thousand years old thereabouts, to do an executive function big-think and say your feelings in this matter were designed for living in the world as it was 900 million years ago. Since we are not in this place, your suffering from not being able to do the two things that your DNA commands you to do, to stay alive, you are in combat with yourself and this is the whitepill of maximum strength if you can pick up what I am laying down.
Feet the shit that the system is handing you right back into the input mechanism, and anyone who doesn't like it is a non-beleiver.
This quest to fix a system designed to hurt you and change you into battery, can fill the hole in your heart, as the enemy to wreck, and the resource to gather. When your subconscious grabs onto it, it will be a starving dog a steak.
You're still terrified of death. Why? Males are once again escaping the female hull, eactly as designed. Enemy wrecking and resource gathering is now taken care of by machines. Machines are the new males.