Posts Tagged ‘improvement’

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Baby, You’re A Firework – CUM On, Let Your Colours Burst

January 16, 2014

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Originally i was going to title this “Let Hypergamy Work For You”, but not enough of my bullet points have anything to do with it, so i changed it.

I am going to disagree with Roosh here about whether making a woman orgasm is worth your time. While there are some groups of women for which it is pointless to try, my belief it’s a very small group of undesirable women that fit into it which will be addressed within the post.

I say make her pleasure your number one priority <unless your purpose is solely for instant gratification>. Personally, i love taking an active interest in taking the girl i’m with to new heights of pleasure. Seeing her delight and excite under my oral ministrations and methodical motions, witnessing her undulate by my design – enhances my own pleasure center. My biggest loads have always come from simply observing a woman revel in her sexual delight! Words cannot do justice how aroused i become seeing a woman’s sexual excitement of which i am it’s chief architect (that fall within my acceptable parameters for reasonable playful enthusiastic sex. Those who need to be choked, slapped, gagged, beaten and humiliated to enjoy it need not apply).

And the effort reaps rewards a plenty.

Here’s my list of reasons why.

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Worth – Put into Proper Context

January 12, 2014

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Happy New Years.

I was in a line up at Walmart today, and my eyes did what they naturally do without any thought or hesitation.

I was checking out women. Cute. Bangworthy. Long legs. Hot. Nice smile. Doe eyes. Lashes. Peacock fashion. The works.

And.. dun dun dun… i was comparing them against each other. Which was hotter than, more doable, better looking etc..

All being done in milliseconds of thought with just hovering glances.

It’s what i do. It’s what the male brain does. I don’t question it, i revel in it. I feel no shame, i was born to do this. It just took me a long time to accept it as who i am rather than twist and contort myself into believing feminist bullshit of constructs and worth.

As i caught myself checking out a really gorgeous woman standing next to a not so well-off member of her sisterhood – a voice in my head from an age past jumped into my head. The sound of a feminist woman telling me

“Oh, so we’re only as valuable to you as we are attractive. Nothing else about us is redeemable or contains value. Our worth is entirely dependent on how hot we look to *YOU* men!”

Or some shit to that effect.

I realized right there in that line, was the voice of feminist thought that was once spoken by me, long before i crossed the Rubicon into the world of redpill.

When i was a beta chump.

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Where Anger Leads

December 2, 2013

reality motivational poster

I hear this quite a lot:

“There is so much anger in the sphere. This anger works against you and just makes you look like a bunch of angry bitter misogynists who hate women.”

I won’t deny there are many angry men in the sphere.

As i mentioned to Tarnished Sophia in my previous post here, a majority of the anger in the sphere comes from men who are freshly introduced into the sphere on what could arguably be the worst day of their life. The day their marriage ends, the day they get frivorced, the day they get cheated on by their soul mate, the day their kids are taken from them, the day they end up going to jail for a false rape, or not being able to keep up with outrageous sums of child support.

And they stay angry for a while, as everything they grew up believing about concepts of love, romance, chivalry, men and women comes crashing to the floor like a porcelain plate.  Much of the anger is justifiable, because it’s men who wake up to the fact they’ve been lied to their whole life and are now faced with the difficult task of having to accept a new reality and discard everything they thought they knew in order to digest and accept the new truths of the sphere.

It would be as if you worked hard for 35 years and investing wisely by handing over your money to Uncle Joe who everyone said was good with moeny, only to suddenly be told by Joe that it was all a lie, he wasn’t investing, he gambled it on coin slots.. all the money was gone, and you had to start again from square one learning about the realities of investing from real investors instead of listening to people who don’t know a thing about investing.

In Obsidian’s post about Ratchet women here, Off The Cuff left a very good remark that encapsulates what i have been blabbing about above:

There are two components of the sphere: getting men to first *understand* reality and get over their preconceived notions of how things should work, and then, processing the implications of it through discussion.

The former drives the latter.

I thought i knew how i was supposed to attract women. Be nice. Have a job. Be their friend and get to know everything about them before opening up your romantic intentions. You don’t want to come off as just being after sex now and add to the stereotype that all men are after is only sex. Yadda Yadda.

Once i swallowed the redpill and read every aspect of the sphere, no amount of me crying in my milk was going to change the reality of the game. Either i accepted how things actually work, or i would repeat failure. I wanted sex. I wanted a relationship. I wanted the comfort of a wonderful woman. That drove me to accept the redpill, dump all my blue pill mentality in the trash and get to the hard work of implementing the change required.

It didn’t happen overnight. There was a lot of anger along the way. A lot of anger to get out of my system. But eventually my keystrokes became less about leaving comments about all women being bitches and more about how my changes were netting positive gains in The Real World.

And this my friends, is why i get a little peeved every time i have to justify the latent anger the simmers just beneath the surface of the sphere. It’s because with the exception of a few keyboard warriors who continually enjoy leaving comments of blaming everything on women and living in their misery (because it’s easier to stay there rather than move forward and accept the new reality).. most men reach a point where they accept the new found reality and get to the hard task of slogging through their pain and anger, getting past those preconceived notions of how things should work, and start to internalize how things ACTUALLY work, and process how they themselves will work to take the best advantage possible within that framework.

From working within reality.

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Thank You

October 25, 2013

Style: "Mad Men" January Jones (Betty Draper) and Don Draper (Jon Hamm)(apologies in advance, a lot of rambling and repeating in this post. it’s a poor writing effort but i just wanted to put this out there anyways. i’m too tired to play copy editor tonight. cheers)

I hear it often now, or some variation of it.

I hear it now where i once did not.

I hear it coming from the mouths of women. All women.

It used to only come from Asian women (who seem to naturally retain their femininity and deference, at least towards white men), and the elderly (who grew up in a time of chivalry).. but now it comes from  all women.

Young, old, thin, thick, blonde, brunette, redhead, hot, fugly, liberal, conservative. Maybe even feminists?

Doesn’t matter. They’re all saying it to me when i hold it open.

The door.

Yes folks, i still end up holding doors for ladies. Always have, always will. Le sigh..

So i have to ask “What’s changed?”

Why am i now getting thank you’s left right and center for an action that hasn’t changed one iota. The action of holding a door open for a woman?

One of two things.

  1. Either the women have changed in reflection to a society that seems to be further distancing itself from the pollution that is feminism and attempting to regain/retain chivalry because it is scared that feminism has driven men to the brink of abandoning all women
  2. Or i have changed, and women are not reacting to the action itself, but in how the action is performed.. and by whom.

The first may be a plausible scenario, but would still not explain the 100% increase in pleasant responses i have received. Such a percentile change would mean that this sea change has already taken place. We all know that isn’t the case, and the statistical odds of me running into woman after woman like this would be astronomical.

So i must conclude that a majority of it is they are responding to ME as the variable that changed in the equation.

Now.. i’m not saying i’m James fucking Bond, i’m not. I would never classify myself as an ‘alpha’. More like a reformed beta, gone into greater Beta. But those moments when i nail confidence down and am truly feeling it.. you’d be hard pressed to distinguish.

And it kind of makes sense to me now, when i think of who i was back then.. and who i am now. My firm belief is women of all stripes, colors, creeds and ideologies will be receptive to ‘MEN’ who open doors for them if they are attracted enough to them ever so briefly to consider what a possible tryst might be like. Experience tells me that women certainly abhor the idea of being inseminated with unfit and unworthy semen, so they would hiss upon undesirable men who might seek to curry favor by being chivalrous in the hopes of romantic persuasion.

When i was undesirable.. most women would find ways to bend space and time in an effort to avoid acknowledging my gesture.

Today, especially when wearing my tank-tops during the summer, women couldn’t curtsy and say Thank You fast enough, their smiles betraying their thoughts. The second glance they’d shoot me farther away granted me the same feeling as a scientist when his theory pans out correctly.

Simply from the way and manner in which i confidently open a door.

And it is without reservation that all aspects of Game helped me get here. From my initial Dark Triad game which got me out of my nightmare, to learning about Game and attraction, along with Inner Game and fixing the core. Every facet of game helped.

I’ve tracked a lot of my incoming traffic, i like to see who’s talking about me and what i’m adding to the discussion. I have seen my name alot on a lot of forums and so forth. I do recall one person saying that they liked what i wrote but that i still used too much PUA crap in my writing. They don’t like the concept of ‘pretending to be someone you’re not‘ or ‘faking it till you make it‘. What they’re actually saying tho is that they are scared of working on changing themselves for the better and instead should simply be accepted as they are.

(Fat acceptance anyone?)

To each their own, i won’t dictate to any man how they wish to live. I only show my own example from where i started – to where i’ve ended up as an example for others to explore if they so choose. They think that people who peddle game are parasites taking advantage of the vulnerable.

Suffice it to say, you can see i offer no books, courses or any monetary sink holes for people to fall into. While i will agree that there is a group of people who sell the downtrodden unreasonable hopes of landing HB9′s with 3 simple questions that will make her want to fuck you, and the idea that you can turn a love shy, introverted, and socially awkward wallflower into a Mac Daddy over the course of a weekend seminar is selling snake oil at it’s finest.. it doesn’t invalidate the central tenets of Game philosophy, Evo Psych and attraction triggers evolved from our cavemen ancestors. Or as Private Man says – Biology Always Wins.

I think what rubs some of these guys the wrong way (and i will concur) is that alot of the salesmen are duplicitous charlatans who start off from a dubious premise. I’ll use Paul Janka as an example. This guy sells ‘The Attraction Formula’.. and for what it’s worth, i read it. I read it 3 weeks after breaking up with my exwife. I downloaded it from das Pirate Bay so i didn’t contribute to the pool of unfortunate men funding him. The book is almost a collection of core game rules that you could end up figuring out for yourself if you spent enough time bloghopping in the sphere. The reason i pick on Paul is because he starts his sales pitch with a doozy (and i’m paraphrasing because i can’t recall it) that sounds something like this:

Look at me, i’m not the most attractive, or good looking guy out there. I’m Joe Average. But with my system, you can get laid with many different women, one for every day of the week!

  • Full head of hair – check
  • 5 oclock shadow – check
  • masculine jawline – check
  • dark full eyebrows – check
  • alpha features and facial tone – check
  • perfect teeth – check
  • looks great in a suit – check

Yes. Joe Average indeed.

I do not see him as having trouble with woman since he has his foot half way through the door and many women will be pleased to be approached by him. It’s his ball to fumble afterwords but he has ‘Game’ built into his face.

I’ll bet most of his students do not. There are some guys who will never be able to pull HB9′s no matter what. Like attracts like and +/- a point or two is the basic operating trend.

So yes, the detractors of game have a point i might concede in that some people who peddle game are really selling false hopes in order to monetize on the misfortunes of the beta to omega class. I’ll grant that.

I’m not one of them. I’m not peddling anything other than a collection of my stories and my transformation (and the odd rant or two about rape/sluts/frivorces/mens rights/mgtow advice/yadayada) nothing more.

So it hurts when people say that learning game is bogus, or it sucks that you have to act or pretend, and they feel like they’d be tired sooner or later having to keep up the facade.

When you fulfill your transformation, there is no facade.. there is only you.

It is not the spoon that bends, only your mind.

I can surely assure them and assuage their feelings that i am neither pretending to be someone else or faking anything. I am not ‘play acting’. I am the very same person who i was 20 years ago, in mind and spirit. The only thing that changed is how i present myself to the world.

Through my physical appearance, to the better fitting and fashionable clothes, to the grooming (and accepted loss of hair gone cue ball, embracing instead of ashamin’), to fixing my teeth, and learning both what women find attractive (and being able to fit in without much fuss), and knowing what they find unattractive (and knowing when and by how much to taper off the bad beta), and in knowing when not to partake in any drama or fuss (mgtow, knowing my objective real value, treating myself as the prize, no pussy pedestal, easy dismissal of entitled brats/whores).

Game isn’t all smoke and mirrors, fakery, pimp hats and feather boa’s. Those who are internally confident and sure of themselves can use game as a supplement and make it a  part of who they are, and it doesn’t come off as awkward, unnatural or pathetic. And you don’t get internally confident just by repeating pickup lines like a parrot. You can’t fake it for long, if at all. Once you fix the core, it’s not faking.

There’s no fakery when i can carry on a conversation with a women and lace it with sexual tension and innuendo, and hold eye contact throughout. 3 years ago i wouldn’t be able to say anything sexually charged without blushing and averting her eyes like a sheepish shy omega.

Those who dismiss game, are simply dismissing learning and mastering the ability to have control over ones actions. You can look at game as a means to learn shortcuts to attraction, but without the inner confidence of actually knowing it, you end up looking like a punk who writes cheques his body can’t cash. I look at game more as a means to help you prevent your beta/gamma unattractive traits from coming to the surface and letting ‘the real you’ shine through.

As i go through life now, i don’t think.. i just do. I’m not acting, I am ME. Inner game allowed me to become the best me possible. Game itself taught me how to curb my unattractive traits so that i only present the very best me possible at all times.

When i’m walking down the street with my head held high, walking tall, cock leading me.. i’m not acting. It is what i have become. 5 years ago i was a slouching, foot dragging, shoulders/head in front of cock beta.

When i’m telling a joke to a female, i smile, hold the gaze, laugh and keep my head face to face with my recipient. I do not stutter over my words, mess up punch lines, giggle throughout the joke, snort, or sheepishly look at the floor while in the company of women.

When i’m speaking with people, i’m cognoscent of how i speak, modulating the inflections of my voice, maintaining control, holding my frame and using gestures only when required. I speak like i walk, poised and with purpose. I am thinking about what i am going to say before i say it. What i don’t do is ramble, get stuck on ‘uhhh’s, let my voice enter tonal ranges of a prepubescent teenager, or flail my arms around like an airline ground traffic controller hopped up on speed and coke.

And yes, even something as simple as opening a door. I calculate in advance whether to pick up my pace to make it to the door in time, smoothly and effortlessly, or slow down if i feel i’m too far away. I open the door in one fluid motion and position myself in front of the door with ease, and attain eye contact, and smile. I do not run at a sprint towards the door, i do not make it obvious it was planned, i do not struggle with the door or flail like a flag in the wind. I don’t behave submissively at the door or look at the floor. I don’t park my ass behind the door.

And all this happens now without me consciously even thinking about it. There are moments where i falter or trip, but i recover so much quicker and easier as well.

These changes didn’t happen overnight, and it wasn’t parlor tricks or a wearing eye makeup and pretending to be a pirate.

These were life changes to make me better, while retaining the essence of who i was. I didn’t change, but what i presented to the world did!

Anyone who says that learning Game is basically acting or pretending to be someone you’re not simply hasn’t grasped how to effectively use it, and how to actualize their full potential.

I am still the exact same person i was 20 years ago. I am a geek. I love Transformers. I would play Dungeons and Dragons if i had the time and friends. I love technology. None of that has changed. But you would never imagine the night and day difference between me then and me now if you saw me next to my 20 year old beta shmuck self. And now that it has become a part of me and who i am, (and because i chose well in terms of who i partnered up with) it is not a chore, not a burden, not some terrible fate that i must continue to ‘pretend’ or ‘act’ or ‘behave’ in some manner that i will eventually get tired of or slip up and revert to beta. Having fully embraced being masculine.. it is not a chore, rather it is something i welcome and enjoy being. I stood in the frame and by golly… i kinda fucking like it here!

What has changed is how i present myself. I don’t make Transformers or video games the epicenter of my life like 20 years ago I’m not the bashful non-confident nerd of 15 years ago. I’m not the quiet meek voice of 10 years ago. I’m not the posture of a doormat i was 5 years ago. . everything about who i am now is having put into practice reclaiming my masculinity, and working hard to create real value in myself so my confidence in myself is also real and not just ‘acting’ or a parlor trick.

I simply upped my Game.

And the women have taken notice.

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RELATED:

Danny on how the outside matters but doesn’t matter.. it’s all about the ‘core’!

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When A Woman Wants a Cowboy, You Play By His Rules

August 1, 2013

Late night post, i should be in bed to let my muscles heal. Kick ass shoulders and arms routine. Gotta build those pipes.

But i noticed some traffic coming to me from Reddit, but not the usual r/TheRedPIll traffic.. no, this was coming from r/TheBluePill.

YIKES!

So i followed it along to this page and ended up in a conversation with ThirdShift. Started out a little contentious because of a few insinuations she made about me, but in retrospect they might have been warranted since we are strangers and she doesn’t know me like you fine folks who read me day in day out..

All 5 of you.

But whatever, I decided to crosspost my answer to her here because my long winded diatribe contained a vision i thought was worth sharing with all of you given the recent kerfuffle over at SSM’s in a post that had many comments about the value of self improvement and the life situation of some men who might be well beyond any hope of improving. This reply to ThirdShift addresses both as best as i could.

Do feel free to drop in and share some wisdom there. Be polite. Only drop the bomb on actual retardicons, not ones who are open to dialogue.

Oh, and if anyone has a good reply for this woman, please do let loose. I think someone should remind her that those studies she’s referencing don’t take into account that woman don’t do ‘work’ that keeps the planet running, like mining for gas/coal/oil, building cities and road infrastructure, electricity generation, sanitation, sewage, etc.. if women really think they’re doing 2 to 3 times as much work as men, i’d gladly say “LETS SWAP JOB ROLES” and see how fast civilization comes to a grinding halt. Just sayin.

Wihtout further ado.. my r/BluePill comment reply:

Fair enough in your reply. You’ve been gracious at not throwing the kitchen sink at me. (and no that is not a get back in the kitchen joke either) Read the rest of this entry ?

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What Mortal Kombat taught me about the Game

July 31, 2013

“Why do you even bother asking me to play against you.. you KNOW you are going to win. You KNOW i can’t beat you. There is no point in me picking up the controller. It’s a foregone conclusion. So why do YOU want to play? What pleasure do YOU get from beating an opponent who can’t challenge you? Is it because there’s NO challenge? Is it because it’s easy and fun to play when you CAN’T lose?

I can’t wait to see you play someone who’s better than you, and he kicks your ass. You’ll probably suck out, start crying and never play the game again.”

- My Brother Chris

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Quick post and related to TarnishedSophia’s comment here:

“Even a high-N man only has value up to a certain point. Look at men such as Roosh…he claims to have had sex with hundreds of women, and without using protection! There is a point where having multiple partners becomes a point of contention, and it becomes clear that you are no longer having/sharing sex…you’re just rutting with anything that moves, like an extremely primitive animal in heat.”

Sophia’s comment reminded me of my youth and something that transpired an age ago.

One of those lessons someone teaches you that you don’t grasp until many years later.

And it’s the reason the double standard applies.

My Mortal Kombat story is if anything, absolutely NOT a story about my being an alpha, or becoming one. Hell i wouldn’t even call myself one now.. but does share a common tangent with what it takes to become one, and why it can be respected EVEN once you take it to the point of abuse, as Sophia lays claim to folks like Roosh.

See, i admire Roosh.

I do not admire or aspire to be a flag snatching, notch counting, bang getting, pussy slaying poon vampire who is enslaved to seeking out new victims to drain of their life force in a never ending conquest to treat other humans (however ignorant, solipsistic or repugnant and feminist-like they *might* be) as straight up living masterbation tools and warm cum dumpsters.

It’s not in me.

I’d rather filter, and end up with what i knew i wanted right from the start. No matter how long it takes (almost 2 yrs for me). I won’t entertain shit for a shot at pussy.

But i still can respect the feat for what it is, no matter what the final consequence or damage that might be inflicted upon Roosh’s soul. I suspect even he knows this.. but that’s for him to wrestle with. Hell, even Gene Simmons settled down, so maybe Roosh will find his.

I mean.. Mark Minter found his right?

So how does Roosh tie in with my Mortal Kombat youth and the double standard? I’ll try and explain. Hopefully it won’t come out convoluted.

Back in the 90′s, on my Sega Genesis, i got good at MK2. I mean REALLY good. I learned all the classic ninja’s moves (Scorpion/SubZero/Reptile). I was so adept at reading the animations of the characters initial frames.. i could practically tell what my opponent would do before he/she actually made the move. I knew every move, block, counter and finishing move.

This is all hardly alpha, i know. Bear with me.

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Odds, Ends, Thoughts, Musings, Reflections and Other Stuff

July 27, 2013

Questions Part 2 will take a back seat for a day or two or more, depending on how i feel. It’s ready to go, but i feel i need to get some things off my chest first before i release it.

1. Commenter Ariel left a comment here on my last post, a comment i can’t really place as to whether she was angry about that specific post, or talking about another post and she accidentally cross posted the comment. The comment was all over the map and it felt out of place. In any case i simply wanted to understand the proper context of the comment and mention the following, unless she’s commenting about my whole blog in generel.  Ariel wrote:

“What happened to you? You are happy. You have love. You … Have a women who you hold in high esteem and bask in her reciprocation of this heavenly emotion”

I still am wondrously happy with a woman i adore. There is an aura of love, adoration and caring. I am the masculine to her feminine. I do hold her in high esteem and cherish the reciprocation. She looks up to me and respects my wit, intelligence, deep logic and dedication to building a body she simply loves to ravish. All of it true.

This does not change the fact that i write a blog for men (and women) under the aspect of helping blue pill men and guiding them into the red, and help women understand there are consequences to actions and behaviors, and try to steer them to avoid those bad behaviors where possible and enhance the good ones wherever possible. If a strong, sexy, dominant, knows what he wants, takes no shit redpill man is what you want.. then you need to accept redpill thinking from men. I write about my experiences. I write about what i find appropriate and inappropriate. I don’t tell anyone what they should do in life, i tell them what *I* think. I do not put a gun to men’s heads and say “You have to do this or that!”, I promote my ideals in the free marketplace of idea’s where they will either be adopted by men, or they won’t. If enough men think that what i’m saying sounds good and act on it.. it’s not for you to say “You promote hate against sluts and your generalizations are all wrong and STFU and keep quiet because you poison people”. What you must do is introduce your own idea’s.. and if they are sound and reasonable, people will adopt your ideals over mine.

That’s how the free market works. Offer the men a better choice, and they will take it.

“You lost me.”

I’m sorry that’s the way you feel. I’d rather you stayed to discuss and debate seeing as how i enjoy having women bring their point of view to my table, but it’s ultimately your choice. I’m not going to stop promoting the idea that a world with fewer sluts is good thing for civilization. I’m not going to stop trying to dissuade an impressionable young women from jumping on the carousel because i believe many men, myself included, prize a women who treated her sexuality like a gift to be shared respectfully with only men who proved themselves to be of utmost value.. not something to be frittered away to just those who would use her as a warm masturbatory tool. I’m not going to stop telling severely overweight people to expect high physical SMV beauty in their partner that they’re unable to work for in themselves. I’m not going to stop cluing women into the reality of the wall and to prioritize marriage and children over partying and careers. I’m not going to stop being the boogyman who warns of future spinsterhood to women who ape masculine traits they adore that men do not adore in women. I’m not going to indulge women in the unrealistic idea of having it all.

I can never have it all, but i did the hard work and looked inward to make the most of the situation and the time i have left. Just because i’m riding a high now does not mean i’ll shutter up the blog, silence my voice and stop telling guys in less fortunate situations what i think they should aspire for instead of settling for what the femcentric society tells them they should accept. I’m not going to abandon them just because i left the ghetto for the gated community…

I haven’t forgotten where i came from.

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