Too Much Chocolate Can Be Harmful To Your Health

“I want to go to Miami,” my friend declared as he took a sip from his Turkish tea and gazed out in the distance.

We were enjoying some fine Turkish tea at an outdoor cafe in Sultanahmed, Istanbul’s old town.

I was with Tom, my Belgian ex-roommate from my old flat in Rio de Janeiro. Even though we don’t live in the same flat anymore, we still keep in touch (mostly because I have a free place to crash in Barcelona. Just kidding.)

“Why Miami?” I asked, curious to hear his reasoning.

“Well, it’s a nice city with great weather, nice beaches, and lots of Latinas. I want to have fun with a cute Latina.”

I took a sip from my Turkish tea, and after putting the cup on the table, slowly looked at a pack of tourists admiring a nearby mosque. He wants to go to Miami, I thought to myself. I definitely knew what he meant.

When I mention to you the word Miami, what’s the first thing that comes to mind? My brain immediately starts to flood with images of a tropical paradise, beautiful white sand beaches, and stunning Latinas wearing nothing but tiny bikinis. It’s certainly not the only city in the world that possesses these qualities. But where it fails in uniqueness, it more than makes up in recognition.

They say the best part about Miami is that it’s so close to the United States, a compliment to its un-Americanized feel thanks to its predominantly Latin American population.

While I was living in US, Miami was always a city that I wanted to visit. And after multiple visits, it became a city where I wanted to live. In fact, Miami soon became my last attempt of building a life in the US; there was simply no other city that offered such a great combination of a lifestyle without crossing the border.

To me, Miami embodied everything that I loved about Latin America, but with the added benefits of US security and convenience (not to mention no need for long term immigration visas). However, it was only after I finally lived there early last year that I realized how misguided my thinking was.

To Tom, Miami symbolizes sun, fun, and easy Latin women. To me, Miami symbolizes yet another overhyped American destination (like Las Vegas) replete with packs of tourists, expensive drinks, bad male/female club ratios, and women who don’t blink an eye for a passerby foreigner, even one who’s been to Latin America and might speak some Spanish.

While we differ on our views on a popular travel destination, there’s a deeper difference between us: Tom wants to enjoy chocolate; I want to stockpile gold.


Do I have a “Miami” that I dream about visiting? First it was Mexico, then it was Argentina, and then Brazil. Europe came next with Baltics, Scandinavia and Eastern Europe. My latest “Miami” was Balkans, where I spent over two months split between two countries (Bulgaria and Serbia).

Balkans is nice, but I have absolutely no desire to visit the remaining countries: Montenegro, Albania, Macedonia or Greece for absolutely no concrete reason other than to check off another country on my travel list.

So, if the desire to keep moving is gone, what’s next?

After pondering over the question for a long time, I slowly came to an important realization.

Visiting a place for no reason other than the promise of “sun, tanned girls, and easy sex” is like eating chocolate. It makes you feel good — even fantastic — for that split second where the sweet sugar comes in contact with the taste buds. After that brief moment of ecstasy, the chocolate dissolves into sugar and gets absorbed into the blood stream. The sweet taste is now gone and that chocolate has now turned it into empty calories without any nutritional value whatsoever.

Chasing and fucking women is also like eating chocolate. Depending on the hotness of the woman, you can have a hard erection or a soft one. You insert your penis into a lubricated hole and move it back and forth. The climax comes when you shoot your load. Then it’s all downhill. Right after ejaculation you’ll need several minutes to yourself, and if the girl isn’t very pretty, your first urge would be to kick her out of the house and spend the night alone.

The sober awaking comes when you land in a new country and realize it’s nothing like you imagined it to be. It also comes after you finally discover that the shape and depth of that pussy of that tall blonde you worked so hard to seduce is exactly the same as the 100 women who came before her.

There’s absolutely nothing wrong with traveling to far away places and structuring your life in the relentless pursuit of pussy, notches, flags, and checkmarks.

But the more I travel, and the more I pursue pussy for nothing more than to satisfy my insatiable reptilian brain, the more my marginal desire for additional traveling or gaming foreign chicks gets closer and closer to zero.

Is someone a better man because he has 100 flags? Is someone a better man because he got his dick inside 100 different holes from 100 different nationalities? Is someone a better man because he jerked off inside 100 lubricated holes of different color, shape, smell or size? I’ll let you decide that for yourself.

To me, that’s like eating 100 different types of chocolate. It’s just 100 pieces of sugar. Have one; have them all. I’m confident that at this point in my life an additional notch or flag won’t change anything in my life, my worldview, or my state of being; it won’t give me more wisdom, more intelligence, or — more importantly — will make me a better man. All pussy is really the same.

I must confess that I initially mislead you. Pursuing things that make you happy isn’t exactly like eating chocolate. Chasing happiness won’t give you diabetes or cavities, and by pushing yourself beyond your comfort zone — like I’ve done for years — you’ll without a doubt become a new man. A man full of confidence, desire and the means to get what he wants. And that is much, much better than the alternative: marrying the first woman who responds to your message on, and slaving for the rest of your life at some soulless 9-5 job.

But comparing this lifestyle with eating chocolate full of empty calories isn’t a farfetched analogy. To me, consuming chocolate represents an uncontrollable, subconscious desire to do something for pleasure. That desire can be good, but that desire can also be bad. Eating chocolate adds absolutely no value — nutritional or otherwise — to your health, well-being, or otherwise. But we still do it because it’s part of the human instinct to desire sweet stuff. That will never change.

The key is to realize when something is stimulating a basic human desire but adds nothing of value. Traveling aimlessly coupled with a relentless pursuit of pussy are becoming such empty desires for me.

A long term diet of chocolate just isn’t sustainable. There comes a point when you begin to question if that additional country, city, pussy, notch, and flag is worth it. And as soon as you reach that point, there’s nothing that could be done. You’ve reached the point of no return. I’ve reached the point of no return.

So what’s left? Just like the opposite of emotion is logic, and the opposite of consumption is production, the opposite of eating chocolate is stockpiling gold.

Stockpiling gold is building wealth. It’s a process where a man takes all his knowledge, wisdom and experience and architects, engineers, and builds something of value.

Do all men realize this at the same stage in their life? Absolutely not. A close friend of mine, who is the same age as me, has been stockpiling gold since he was 18. He’s now married with a beautiful wife, two kids, a successful business, and as you can guess lots and lots of gold. He has chocolate from time to time, but only as a consequence of stockpiling even more gold (i.e., he travels and goes out in exotic destinations only because of a specific business deal).

In Medellin, I met a 55-year-old American backpacker who’s still staying in dorms and has no plans of slowing down. He loves his chocolate, but has very little gold.

A 28-year-old friend whom I met in Rio de Janeiro, told me his next trip will be “with 4 suitcases to take what’s mine.” At the time I didn’t fully understand what he meant, but now it’s crystal clear.

The turning point is when a man realizes that getting an extra quantity of whatever he’s chasing makes him progressively less and less happy and fulfilled. He also realizes that instead of controlling his actions, his actions are controlling him; he has become a slave, a slave to pussy, a slave to numbers (flags, notches, countries visited, etc), a slave to prove something to himself and as well as to others. He has become a slave to himself.

Each man must make the transition on his own terms. Some men do it early in their lives, others do it later, while still others never make the leap. Where’s the answer? As the astute commentator Quintus Curtius put it:

Travel, and read, and talk, and read some more. And this is the way. The only way. The revelation will come.

Indeed, the revelation is slowly revealing itself.

Did I waste all these years of my life eating chocolate when others were duly stockpiling gold? Few things sound more ludicrous. Just because someone is not eating chocolate doesn’t mean that he’s automatically stockpiling gold.

For some people, like myself, the journey was a requirement. For other people, like my successful friend, the journey was probably optional. Many others haven’t evolved at all — and probably never will — they are still slaving away at their 9-5 jobs and messaging girls on in their spare time. Evolution won’t be too kind to these individuals.

How much chocolate do I still want to consume? Not much. At this point, there are very few countries I would visit without a concrete reason. I will visit and live in Russia and Ukraine because for better or worse it’s a place where I don’t need to know another language, game, or anything/anyone to live, meet, and build relationships with beautiful women who literally grow on trees.

It’s the only place in the world where I can easily befriend and seduce women with nothing but the clothes on my back, all while uttering nothing but the sounds coming from my voice box in my mother’s tongue.

I will take vacations in Spain because it’s sunny, has great food, and I know the language and the country.

I’ll probably never come back to places like Bulgaria, Romania or Serbia simply because the reason I went there in the first place was because I craved chocolate, a desire I no longer have.

The rest of the time I’ll be locked up somewhere where the sun doesn’t shine, stockpiling gold and transforming my hard-earned capital into something of value. All while staying away as far as possible from consumption of chocolate.

“See, Tom, Miami is your chocolate,” I told Tom.

Tom turned to me, carefully listening to my wisdom.Palm Tree

“You want to go there for no concrete reason; in fact, the reasons are more emotional than logical: you want to go there to find yourself.”

He nodded.

“But I’ve been to Miami several times and see it quite differently. Regardless, Miami has all that you dream of: tropical weather, gorgeous beaches, and tanned Latinas who speak beautifully accented Spanish. While it’s not for me, I don’t want to discourage you from going. I want you to go and experience things for yourself. I want you to draw your conclusions. Eat as much chocolate as you want.”

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30 Responses to Too Much Chocolate Can Be Harmful To Your Health

  1. Alex June 21, 2013 at 11:39 am #

    Hey Mav! Enjoyed this post! Full of wisdom and truth! The only thing I would like to add as it’s not so straightforward to stockpile gold! It takes years of stubborn hard work before the sky opens up with a brilliant opportunity of starting new business or making new product! Is it worth that? I guess thousands of backpackers answered NO. And not always chocolate moves them. The desire to see Galapagos Lonely George or Whales migration while seeping margarita on the sunny Ecuadorian beach. Its not so bad I guess!:)) While making gold is not always leading to solidness and self confidence and very often leads to drinking and fucking around! The truth is in between..

    • Maverick June 21, 2013 at 3:10 pm #

      “The only thing I would like to add as it’s not so straightforward to stockpile gold! ”

      No, but it’s the process of doing it, the work, the labor — it makes a man complete.

      At least for me, work is always more fulfilling than “eating chocolate” :-)

      • Nomad77 June 21, 2013 at 3:30 pm #

        Right, it’s the challenge and striving to overcome them that makes us happy and give our lives meaning. It’s the reason billionaires keep on working.

  2. Alex June 21, 2013 at 11:52 am #

    Another funny thing that I cannot remember any cute Latina that I met in Miami.. Well I guess I once spoke with Brazilian waitress from Florianopolis who had no freaking interest in my down to earth personality:)) The city is full of typical blond village American girls who open their legs to their college mates and have the time of their lives before they come back to village to continue paying for farm house. Cute Latinas can be seen on the outskirts of Miami in the company of drug and weapon dealers dancing reageton or salsa! Latin sugar is for Pappi you know that better then most! Miami is Disneyland, the post card of beautiful life. Come and pay for a dream – their moto.

    • Maverick June 21, 2013 at 12:29 pm #

      “Cute Latinas can be seen on the outskirts of Miami in the company of drug and weapon dealers dancing reageton or salsa! Latin sugar is for Pappi you know that better then most! Miami is Disneyland, the post card of beautiful life. Come and pay for a dream – their moto.”

      Solid wisdom right here. If anyone is planning a trip to Miami, you can skip my post and read Alex’s comment.

  3. Joe Vegas June 21, 2013 at 12:34 pm #

    “Right after ejaculation you’ll need several minutes to yourself, and if the girl isn’t very pretty, your first urge would be to kick her out of the house and spend the night alone.”

    I chuckled when I read that because that happened every single time with some skank I met in a club.

    Also, solid post man. Agree with every word you say.

  4. Johnny Bananas June 21, 2013 at 12:40 pm #

    You don’t have a 100 flags? What kind of a man are you??! Ha!

    Just kidding :) Great post, really resonates well with some of my own realizations.

    Love your chocolate metaphor.

  5. Nomad77 June 21, 2013 at 2:36 pm #

    “Life is a journey, not a destination.”

    That’s a quote from Ralph Waldo Emerson. To keep this short and direct:

    Sex is a destination, getting there is the journey.

    Money and the things it buys are destinations, getting it is the journey.

    The greatest pleasure in life is in the journey NOT the destination. Wanting a woman, 9 times out of 10, will always be better than actually getting her. Wanting anything, 9 times out of 10, will always be better than actually getting it. The joy of the journey is in the Wanting. Once you get it, the Destination, you lose the joy of wanting it and can never get it back. (This is the reason I am not a big fan of SNL.)

    In today’s world we are all so busy rushing to destinations we no longer take the time to enjoy the journey. And then we get there and wonder why we are disappointed. Yet, we keep rinsing and repeating. What did Einstein say was the definition of insanity?

    • Maverick June 21, 2013 at 3:08 pm #

      This is tried and true wisdom right here.

      “Wanting a woman, 9 times out of 10, will always be better than actually getting her. ”

      I’ve been there more times that I can count.

      • Nomad77 June 21, 2013 at 3:27 pm #

        You know the funny thing about wisdom? You cannot be taught it, you can only learn it 😉 Wisdom is a product of the journey. If you had not slept with all of those women you wouldn’t have the wisdom about the meaning of it that you have today. If I wasn’t successful I would never be able to understand why it cannot make you happy.

        • Maverick June 21, 2013 at 3:31 pm #

          That’s funny you mention it because I actually had long conversation about this with my friend from New York whom I met in Rio.

          I asked him if it was a mistake for me to spend all those years in Latin America, and not just go straight to Eastern Europe.

          He replied that I wouldn’t be the same man had I skipped one straight for the other.

          So, it’s basically comparing apples to oranges.

          There are just no shortcuts on this journey we call life.

          • Berara July 5, 2013 at 6:27 pm #

            Mistakes, experiences and choices, often the worse the better, shape us into the people we are nowadays. The attitude is what makes all the difference 😉

  6. King of Prague June 21, 2013 at 3:37 pm #

    “He also realizes that instead of controlling his actions, his actions are controlling him; he has become a slave, a slave to pussy, a slave to numbers (flags, notches, countries visited, etc), a slave to prove something to himself and as well as to others. He has become a slave to himself.”

    Unfortunately, some men might call you a beta or a loser for even thinking that.

    But what you say 100% true.

  7. Nomad77 June 21, 2013 at 3:38 pm #

    Why would you want a short-cut :) A short-cut presumes there is some correct destination you are suppose to be going to. After you have lived in the Ukraine for awhile you will get bored of those girls too. This is the reason, that at it’s very core, duality exist in the universe. We can only appreciate something with contrast. Without contrast, appreciation could not exist. Just as they would be no night with day. They would be no need to define it in the first place.

    • Maverick June 21, 2013 at 3:45 pm #

      That’s the law of universe, and with reason.

      “After you have lived in the Ukraine for awhile you will get bored of those girls too”

      I hope not, but if the past is any guide…

      In any case, flight and apartment are booked, locked and loaded.

    • Dawson June 21, 2013 at 3:56 pm #


      This post sounds very similar to this one:

      There’s even a similar reference to Miami in there.

      Just thought I’d mention that :)

  8. Nomad77 June 21, 2013 at 3:40 pm #

    Do you know why I return to the US every year? Because it is what makes me appreciate the rest of the world.

  9. YouSoWould June 22, 2013 at 4:11 pm #

    To stretch your analogy somewhat…

    A great part of gold, is ultimately finding a quality woman to settle down with and have children. I think only the most soulless of players, or younger men, would deny that it is something desirable – indeed, if we don’t even pass on our genes, and our lifetime of experience to our offspring, what’s the point of it all?

    With that in mind, it is your duty to get the hottest, most intelligent, socially skilled and interesting woman you can to ensure your gold is as high quality as possible. And all that chocolate you’ve eaten has made that possible.

    We need chocolate to enable us to get the best quality gold. You can’t go straight to the best gold with no chocolate. And the chocolate is such fun to eat at the time, even if it does eventually become tiresome, and personally, I won’t be ready for gold until I’m thoroughly sick of the chocolate.

    That’s enough about chocolate and gold for one comment I think 😉

    • Maverick June 22, 2013 at 6:53 pm #

      Excellent analysis.

      You made two crucial points:

      1) You do need chocolate to eventually get gold.


      2) “I think only the most soulless of players, or younger men, would deny that it is something desirable”

      Absolutely. Anyone can live off a chocolate diet, but it takes some discipline and determination to go from a diet of sugar to a lifestyle of gold.

  10. Chris A. June 23, 2013 at 6:22 am #

    Great read. It sounds like you are going through a process many go through who have lived the life. You saw it at the end of Neil Struass’ The Game. Sounds like you’ve reached that end-game of diminishing returns. I get glimmers of that from Roosh’s writings too at times.

    One other thing I think goes into the formula of happiness other than stockpiling gold is giving back. I think giving back to the world in some way makes the circle complete. Helping others less fortunate, and I don’t only mean that in a monetary sense, but it could be mentoring others to get them on the right path. Using your experience and wisdom to help people realize their potential. I think this is why so many celebrities like Bono and Chris Martin or Angelina Jolie have a need to run off and save Africa. They’ve lived the life, they have all the gold they need, now they need something else to complete their life and helping others lift themselves up completes that void of purpose and meaning in what would otherwise be another vacuous celebrity life.

    • Maverick June 23, 2013 at 6:17 pm #

      Giving back is something I might look into once I’m in 50s/60s.

      As they aptly say, “Philanthropy is the gateway to power”

      Very true.

  11. Wald June 23, 2013 at 5:48 pm #

    Excellent article.

    Just curious – how old are you?

    I’m in my early 20s.

    • Maverick June 23, 2013 at 6:17 pm #


      • ANa MArtineza July 10, 2013 at 1:25 am #

        Reading this now I understand why I’ve always like older man…
        they are wiser… at times… (and had their good share of “experience”, so they can give more quality time)

  12. Bond007 June 24, 2013 at 2:18 pm #

    Well, you know what they say: “youth is wasted on the young” or something like that.

    That nicely explains why you needed to have all that “chocolate.” So it’s not exactly the wrong thing to do at that time. In fact, it’s all part of the journey.

    • Maverick June 27, 2013 at 4:38 am #

      That is actually a very valid saying. I know understand what it means.

  13. claudio June 24, 2013 at 2:28 pm #

    But when people are old, they miss the time they could eat chocolate. So better enjoy it while you can.

    • Maverick June 24, 2013 at 2:32 pm #

      That’s a great point.

      The only problem with it is that it’s hard to argue against such an argument. Kind of like saying “I’m only young once” and “you only live once”

      Having that kind of mentality opens up a world of just going out and having fun. Forever.

      However, I think I’ve had enough chocolate. Time to start stockpiling gold.

      • Sweetvibes June 26, 2013 at 8:11 pm #

        Absolutely amazing article. It is so hitting home right now.

        I can agree with everyone’s wisdom on this post, however I find the desire for chocolate and gold to be cyclical. Once you know how the chocolate tastes, its hard to give it up completely. I have had times where I no longer craved the chocolate, or rather the desire and chase were diminished, only to see it return shortly after the process of stockpiling gold started.

        Perhaps Maverick you are on that cycle now?

        • Maverick June 27, 2013 at 4:39 am #

          It’s completely possible. In fact, I’ve been at this stage before. Although, I feel this cycle just feels different and more permanent. We’ll see…

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