November 30, 2013 22 Comments
A chronology from divorce to pick up mastery
August 9, 2013 36 Comments
During my early twenties I followed boxing. Like all things I do I threw myself into it both in the training (action) and in watching and reading about it (theory). I’d buy the major monthly magazines such as Ring and KO, read the weekly Boxing News, and tape trade to get the latest fights.
One thing that always fascinated me was reading about the champions who derail their own lives and careers. Guys like Iran Barkley who was still functioning as a human punchbag into his early forties, unable to step away from the familiar sounds and smells of the gym and the glare of the ring lights. Guys like James Toney who could dazzle in winning a title and then need a gift decision to hand onto it against a journeyman with only a fraction of his talent. As Toney’s old trainer once said:
“Once James became champion he forgot everything that got him there.”
What is the psychological quirk in some high achievers that causes them to abandon a lifetime of struggle and dedicated work once they reach their goal? What does it feel like to dedicate twenty years to an Olympic dream and then finally stand on the podium to be awarded gold….. and mostly importantly, how does it feel the next morning when you shuffle into your bathroom in your boxer shorts to clean your teeth and see the gold medal lying on your table?
What happens when we achieve the goals we dedicated our lives to? We are standing on the top of Everest looking down. There are no higher summits left to scale. We’ve done it. What then?
Having dredged the PUA swamp for Vince Kelvin I thought we’d go to the other end of the spectrum and look at a man who has achieved every wannabe player’s dream. He’s accumulated the notch count. He’s reached the upper tier of quality. What happens then? So let’s turn it over to Steve Jabba……
Nick asked me to write this post, so here we are.
Scaling the heights : traversing the upper levels of PUA DOM. For the numbers oriented amongst you this means stuff like:
So how does it feel to be in this situation? What’s changed?
When I first found out about this stuff, I was something of a legend in my own mind. HA. A few close friends from my home town knew me as a guy who DID get results but also worked hard for it. From my own recollection I was plagued with social anxiety, depression and generally feeling like a square peg in a round hole.
Now, 8 years later, here I am:
Re women: I am much less active than I used to be. It takes really high quality girls to make me even be arsed to do anything. I approach maybe 1 or 2 a month, right now. Often nothing. I am still at my peak, I just don’t use it anymore and have far less inclination / motivation to do so.
Let me expand on this a little more…I still have love for this stuff. Beauty still moves me. When I get the chance, and I’m in a roomful of beautiful women I “switch on” …Nothing makes me feel more alive than doing my thing in these kind of situations. Now I have the maturity to be able to pull out my “best game” around the very hottest of women…It’s a motivator, rather than making me nervous / tongue tied, whatever.
The high standards were always there but what’s changed is probably 2 things:
It’s time for something new, so right now I am actually strategising towards building a different kind of game – less reliant on cold approach. I’m aiming to build an ecosystem whereby very beautiful women come into my life by using
The only remaining personality “issue” that I have is a very strong sense of entitlement. When I drink alcohol this comes to the fore and I can be quite unpleasant to be around…But it is this strong sense of entitlement that has driven me to where I want to be with women, and is now responsible for propelling me towards making a lot of money, so I am not sure that I do want to tone it down. (Incidentally, I was advised to do this by a CBT therapist and tried..But failed.)
Over the years I’ve leaned more towards a white knight mindset. I do recognise that I have perhaps gone a little too far..I take on too much responsibility for looking out for girls, worrying about hurting them, to my own detriment and health…It never used to be this way. I’ve actually found recently that there are signs that girls now look up to me – almost like a father figure.
Let me expand on this…I think I see girls in a more “pure” way now….I still desire and love them, of course..Always have done. But I recognise how fragile they are too. The “power” that they supposedly have doesn’t intimidate me, and I actually cheer for them when I see them revelling in it. A little wry smile appears. Girls are supposed to be coquettes sometimes, and tease boys…So I don’t get resentful and think” bitches”….I think this is the natural order of things. It’s their feminine essence.
Recognising this, I am also able to screen far more effectively and quicker than before. On the rare occasions that I see it, I now know when a girl is being a cunt. I can recognise a genuine cunt from a girl who is just reacting based on insecurity, feminine pride, etc. It’s not my job to help the cunts, all I can do is remove myself and screen them out. It works beautifully well.
This has the knock on effect where I become somewhat enraged when I see misogyny in action – in real life and in the so called “manosphere”. It should be renamed “littleboyosphere” in my view. I think that if you have these kind of views, you’re not doing well with women, period. (Though I must confess I hardly ever bother reading or watching anyone else’s stuff. Zero interest).
Those are the internal qualities. I’m writing this post stream of consciousness so you may find it interesting that I’ve always thought this way : i.e. how does this relate to ME. Solipsism in action.
So there we go. If you do well with women you become a smug, self satisfied, arrogantmonster who thinks everyone else is a muppet! What could be more compelling than that – get cracking!
July 30, 2013 38 Comments
It’s commonly known that when surveying people about their sexual habits and history women will understate and men will overstate. File that in the drawer marked Obvious. Add internet anonymity and suddenly every man is ten feet tall, pulls in mad stacks, and is balling it with dimes.
Well in America, anyway. To paraphrase Robert E Howard*, “I’ve never met an American who wasn’t fronting.” Usually I don’t mind such bullshitters because I mentally subtract three points from the girls they claim to be banging and long before I learned Game I never accepted the Argument From Authority. If you want to convince me of an argument I expect to see true premises (supported by evidence) woven into a conclusion with valid argument. I don’t care who is presenting that argument.
I know within thirty seconds of meeting a man if he’s doing well with women. I’ve met a bunch of name coaches, under-the-radar players, and bloggers of repute. Of those I know who has it and who doesn’t. I can’t say the same for commentors. So let me offer a little deal.
If you want to pull the argument from authority and be taken seriously on the basis of that alone, you must prove yourself to be an authority. That means you must send me (email@example.com):
This information will be accepted on an honour basis, so I’ll take you at your word. I figure liars and weasels will easily trap themselves in later comments. I promise to keep the specifics you provide private unless you give me express permission to publically mention it. I won’t share the photos (even if we have a subsequent heated disagreement) and if I refer to your laycount it will be vague. I’ll simply make occasional mention that I saw your evidence and where I rate you.
This is the only way I will take you seriously. Any other attempts to position yourself as a player will be met with derision.
This is entirely optional. Feel free to decline the offer. You are still welcome to comment. You will still be judged on the quality of your comments. Just don’t expect anyone to accept “trust me, I bang hotties” type positioning. Top that, motherfuckers.
* “I’ve never met a wrestler who wasn’t champion of something” from a classic Sailor Steve Costigan story.
May 8, 2013 40 Comments
Every day I delete at least one comment of some moron who hasn’t bothered to read more than a handful of my posts and thus expects me to waste my own time answering a question already answered elsewhere on the blog. However I do appreciate that not everyone wants to read all 500+ posts on here. So I’ve decided to add a permanent FAQ. From now on I will not answer any comment that is already dealt with there. I’ll probably update the page over time. This is draft one.
First and foremost understand that I do not give a shit about you. I have a one-way connection to the pickup community in which I write whatever I want and then you choose to read it or not. Don’t for a moment think you have a stake in this blog or any kind of claim on my time. I do not have a Book Of Rules where you can point to section 1.2 article A to demand some kind of preferred behaviour from me. So if you act like a dickhead in the comments I’ll ridicule you, debate you or delete you entirely depending on what I think is appropriate at that point in time. Regular readers with normal social skills will do fine.
I’ve been writing for years and chances are I’ve already answered your question somewhere in this blog. Therefore I will not waste my time on you just because you can’t be bothered to do your own research.
I have no tolerance for comments from angry morons whose sole motivation for commenting is to tear down what I’ve painstakingly built. If my life shakes your reality, tough shit. Stop reading. If you find a less-than-satisfactory response to your comment ask yourself this – “what was I trying to achieve with my comment?” If the answer is showing off, nitpicking, gamma-raged reality-denying or any other such inauthentic emotion then you can be sure it was blindingly obvious to everyone reading it.
2. Who are my readers?
Despite the above I do care for some of my readers. Probably half of my motivation for writing is to provide a detailed path for well-intentioned disciplined guys who wish to follow in my footsteps. I’ve met with and had correspondance with such men and its rewarding for me to know they’ve sidestepped landmines I had to trod on myself. I find Game a topic of fascinating complexity and like any hobbyist talking shop I like to have an audience / peers of similar interests and sophistication.
My ideal reader, the guy I subconsciously imagine I’m writing for, is late 30s, average but unremarkable looks, >120 IQ and spent most of his life as a dependable blue pill worker. He’s got the discipline to succeed in whatever he turns his mind to, the strength of character to persist against hardship, and the willingness to confront his own demons. He’s probably also done at least 500 daygame sets and is getting laid occasionally with normal girls who aren’t too bad to look at. I guess you could say I’m talking to intermediate players mostly.
3. Are you racist / sexist / homophobic?
Yes. That said, I reject the labels because rather than describing any kind of character trait or reality the “-ist” labels are really just smear weapons to shut down debate and force compliance of the subject in his own destruction. The worst discrimination in the UK is visited on white straight males. That’s not to say we have the worst quality of life, just that when we succeed its due to the value we are able to give to the world rather than being propped up by value stolen by others.
There is unquestionably a Feminine Imperative attack on men. In the past 40 years there’s been an unquestionable attack on white English with mass immigration and aggressively-foisted multiculturalism. Crime stats by race really do prove that ethnics are far far more criminal than whites in the UK. Blacks really do own shootings, stabbings, muggings, gang-rape and interracial street violence. Arabs and pakistanis own terrorism, ethnic cleansing of city districts and 10-on-1 street attacks. Fag culture really is a degenerate attack on all things civilised (see Jack Donovan’s “flamboyant dishonour” concept).
Any individual can transcend his race, just like any white person can shame his own. I judge people on their individual merits and find that the 50% of any given race who are right-side-of-the-bell-curve are generally law-abiding net-positive wealth creators. Hence I have (a few) black, arab and pakistani friends. I see the world as it really is and generally speaking what we call “civilisation” is really the product of a tiny group of historically great white European men. Nowhere else has ever produced it (I don’t count the slave-based societies as civilised, nor those that got rich paying white men to extract their oil and then exchanging it for white-produced goods and managerial expertise). Even within the UK, probably less than 10% of men have the Civilisation Gene.
4. Where’s the proof?
You missed it. For a couple of years I consistently posted infield videos of street pickups, dates, and lays. I also posted real photos of the girls and lengthy text and chat transcripts. Many of those have since been taken down. I don’t have to prove anything to you. If you don’t believe me, don’t read me.
5. I need help with x, y, z
Tough shit. Pay a coach for his time or do your own research. I’ve written enough on this blog that my advice on your problem is somewhere on the site. Do some work. If you expect to come onto my blog and demand a freebie then here’s my advice: that attitude is precisely your problem and why you don’t get laid. There’s nothing free in this world. Successful men must carve their own openings from a hostile unyielding world. If you think someone is just gonna drop their tools and come running to your aid then you have entitlement issues. You’re probably gamma. As noted above, you have no claim on me. It’s really messed-up to think that just because I offer lots of value for free that I’m therefore beholden to you to offer more. No. Fuck off.
6. The HB8.72 that I dated the other night said…
7. Do looks matter?
Yes, massively so. The dirty secret in the community is that almost all of the name players who get laid can fit into one of these categories:
There’s very very few players out there who are getting laid primarily on the basis of their game. That’s why my golden rule is you must be fucking girls who are physically better-looking than you are. Also the greater the age difference, the more impressive. It’s incredibly easy for a 23yr old guy to bang a 21yr old women. I did it plenty with zero game when I was that age. Every five years you add to the age difference makes closing an order of magnitude harder. Banging a girl 15 years your junior is very difficult.
Game works. The above 1-3 guys will fail if their anti-game is so bad they constantly fuck up (which is most men) but don’t assume just because a guy gets laid that he therefore has game. Lots of people get laid due to other reasons. Game is a value-add that gets you more women and better women. It gets you women without paying the “price” of exclusivity, waiting, losing the frame, spending money, losing your soul.
8. It’s not fair! waaaaaaah!
Psychologists call this the “just world hypothesis” – a believe that the world has some kind of karmic-balancing force that rewards the just and punish the evil. Combine that with your own self-delusion and ego-protecting buffers and you’ll naturally consider yourself as on the side of the just and owed a reward of pussy. The harder you work the greater the reward you demand and thus the angrier you get when it’s not forthcoming. This is a vicious cycle of creepiness and avoidance. To break it just learn to accept reality as it really is and process the feedback it gives you.
When you see a winner, try to learn from him. I’ll guarantee he didn’t just spring into the world as a winner. What you see and envy now is the end product of years and years of hard graft, risks taken, and opportunities seized. That winner was a loser many times over but everytime he fell off the horse he got right back on.
9. How do record your sets?
Almost every video I’ve ever posted was recorded with a cheap 8GB watch camera or a small black gum cam. See this post for details. With these being cheap Chinese imports I never figured out how to set the text file to use the correct date. Thus most of the videos have a time stamp of 01/01/2008 or suchlike. The correct dates are within a month of the post itself.
10. What are your stats?
I have no idea. Click the lay reports tab to see most of my lays. There’s about a dozen I never wrote up and another half dozen I wrote up and have since taken down. I’m not a high-notch guy. Don’t get too tied up in the numbers or they’ll hold you back. Much of your improvement with women will come from letting it all go and learning not to be so hard on yourself, to just be in the moment and focus on the ebbs and flows of the interaction. Keeping spreadsheets and tracking stats gives you extra things to worry about and the illusion of control. Ditch them.
11. You are my hero
There’s a fine line between respecting a mentor and worshipping a guru. By all means learn from my successes and failures but don’t kid yourself that I have all the answers. Use my blog for what you can learn from it but always keep an emotional distance and remain your own man. Some of the cornerstone characteristics of a sexually attractive male are his boundaries, sense of self, entitlement, stubborness, and refusal to live his life in service of others. Hero worship retards your development of those characteristics. Don’t be retarded.
12. Why do you do daygame?
According to the Myers-Briggs personality test I am an INTJ. I strongly recommend all my readers to self-administer this test. My personality type is drawn towards lone wandering, deep authentic communication and independence. I can’t stand nightclubs, cultivating social circles, status-whoring and other extroversions. Daygame perfectly synchs to my character. I like to walk around alone with my thoughts, stopping occassionally to talk to a girl. I don’t like to make small talk with people I’ll never see again. I don’t like the demands on my attention of being in groups. Per Myers-Briggs only 4% of men have my character and thus my style is a niche taste. It might not be right for you.
On a more practical note, the best Game plays to your strengths. I am highly educated, intelligent, erudite, creative and above all a good talker. I am not tall, good looking, social or high energy. Thus I can best deliver my value on the streets one-to-one and sober. I struggle to get my value out in a nightclub.
13. What you said doesn’t agree with Mystery / Style / Tyler / Roissy
Mystery and Style are bullshitters who wrote some good material and played a pivotal role in shaping the community but they were not good with women. Tyler is a fantastic analyst but strikes me as weird and not good with women. Roissy is a great writer but his brand of nihilistic game is better suited for where he shaped it – East coast metropolitan America.
Pick any pickup theorist and you’ll find any number of legitimate reasons why they’d disagree with me. They have a different personality, are working a different social mileau, target different girls, want different things, have different strengths and weaknesses etc. In other cases they don’t really disagree its just comparing apples to oranges. Read what you can and over time you’ll formulate your own game.
14. What is your opinion on x, y, z
It’s on my blog. Use the search function. If I haven’t written about it already then likely I don’t care / don’t have an opinion, or I consider it outside the thematic scope of my blog. Just to contextualise my general worldview this might help. I believe the following:
I don’t care if you disagree with me. I’ve stated my opinions and its not open to debate. Feel free to disagree, just don’t expect me to care.
December 8, 2012 20 Comments
It’s rare that I directly post about a reader comment but this last one epitomises the just doesn’t get it tone that I often read on the manosphere. Stop thinking about alpha like it is a function of money, fame, good looks or toughness.
Alpha is a mindset. Alpha is expressed through posture, composure of facial muscles, body language, vocal tone…. in short Alpha is a characteristic of your personality. Consider this lost soul referring to this post, I’ll respond in sections:
I find it confusing that in your article, you base alpha, beta, gamma and omega by behavior but it pictures you label men based on their level of attractiveness. For example, how cold Colbert-A multimillionaire with a huge following and his own Super-PAC- be anything BUT an alpha?
No. You can guarantee Colbert is a whiny freak around other men and women, hence why he associates with low-testosterone liberals. Find a real man on the Daily Show. You can’t, they are all snarky, pertulant liberals. Heartiste wrote about paper alphas and Rollo wrote about situational alphas. Just look at Colbert’s wife and think will all that fame and those millions, that’s the best he could do. He’s another Zuckerberg.
Also, the picture of the Asian and white dudes with the two Asian girls, you label the Asian as omega. From the looks of him, no amount of alpha behavior would make him attractive to the opposite sex except having a massive bank account, but of course if women date him for money, then he is clearly beta.
He could work out, dress well, put himself about a bit in his physicality, and take that retarded look off his face. Consider these two asians. Imanari is not as good looking as the beta guy but clearly exudes alpha. Just watch his highlight reel for how this expresses itself in his fighting style
My point is, alpha, beta, etc. is tied to behavior, BUT it is more massively weighted towards physical appearance and build. In my opinion, there’s not a damn thing that Asian guy could do to get massive amounts of alpha level attention because his build, bone structure, height and skull is too small relative to other men.He could be a leader in the workplace due to intelligence but he will never pull quality random girls on the street or in the clubs/bars. His best bet is to go back to Asia carrying American money and status with him.
I’m interested in getting your perspective on this.
Being short, thin and bald is not the end of the world. It’s how you carry yourself, as Keyser Soze shows:
December 8, 2012 26 Comments
We all have our interests and peculiarities. Something I realised from an early age is I’m a system-builder. I take great interest in identifying domains which have learnable skillsets and analytically separate units that can be assembled into a big picture system. Hence I gravitated to sociology as a teenager and ten years later took a deep dive into global economic analysis. In sport I was fascinated with Brazilian Ju-Jitsu. It’s who I am and regular readers can readily see this peculiarity colour my blog writing. Other system-builders in the manosphere include Rollo Tomassi and Vox Day. It’s to the latter I now turn as the lead in to the concept of the gamma male. His original definition:
“The introspective, the unusual, the unattractive, and all too often the bitter. Gammas are often intelligent, usually unsuccessful with women, and not uncommonly all but invisible to them, the gamma alternates between placing women on pedestals and hating the entire sex. This mostly depends upon whether an attractive woman happened to notice his existence or not that day. Too introspective for their own good, gammas are the men who obsess over individual women for extended periods of time and supply the ranks of stalkers, psycho-jealous ex-boyfriends, and the authors of excruciatingly romantic rhyming doggerel. In the unlikely event they are at the party, they are probably in the corner muttering darkly about the behavior of everyone else there… sometimes to themselves. Gammas tend to have have a worship/hate relationship with women, the current direction of which is directly tied to their present situation. However, they are sexual rejects, not social rejects”
When I’m out in the big wide world I sometimes play “spot the alpha”, clocking the men I see and placing them in the socio-sexual hierarchy. Unsuprisingly betas are everywhere but once you add gammas to the mix it can be hard to split hairs correctly. So allow me to present a visual guide.
What you should be looking for as classic gamma physical traits: Soft smooth skin like it’s fresh from the spa having never experienced rugged outdoor environments; penetrating eyes with barely veiled self-righteous rage, passive-aggressive body posture braced for a snarky comeback, weak shoulders and neck. Like spotting alphas its a holistic impressions and thus easier to show examples than to define isolated traits. Gammas are often found weaseling in on what they perceive to be easy targets for their overidentifiaction with the feminine (thus their presence on feminist rallies and around Asian women to play the role of Charisma Man).
The main differences between beta and gamma are:
Beta – He doesn’t have the accumulated rage seeping out of his every look. Betas are generally so oblivious to their role as societal workhorse they can’t see how they get taken advantage of. Every knock back, every LJBF and he’s thinking “what did I do wrong?”
Gamma – The whole world is against them, it’s all stupid. The gamma thinks he’s smarter and better than everybody else and the world is stupid for not understanding this and bestowing rewards upon them. Every knock back is the world being wrong. A decade of this leads to a build up toxic misanthropy
Beta – His obliviousness extends to his general willingness to follow rules, accept his position (and the societally-approved mechanisms for advancing it), and find a bigger cause to serve. This leads to positive masculine behaviours such as team-playing, strong work ethic, protectiveness over the weak. The world is a generally fair place. His response to failure is to try harder next time and to observe rules of universal justice, even when they work against his immediate interest.
Gamma – His brain is female (hence why gammas often look like homosexuals). He’s a chancer with a penchant for underhanded conniving, a love of Robert Greene books. He takes on the appearance of team play while looking to chisel out personal advantage. Cannot be trusted, ever. His response to failure tends to be whining and moaning, holding other people to moral standards he’d never think to apply to himself.
Lots of gamma males turn to game seeking the magic pill secret system because it promises the kind of underhand manipulative advantage they crave. Then when it fails they fall back onto player-hate and go join a hater forum. I repeat, gammas are not to be trusted. Rollo outlines why:
Every random chump within earshot of your conversation about Game, about your ‘changed’ way of seeing inter-gender relations, about your most objective critical observations of how women ‘are’, etc. – understand, that chump waits everyday for an opportunity to “correct” you in as public a way as he’s able to muster. That AFC who’s been fed on a steady diet of noble intent, with ambitions of endearing a woman’s intimacy through his unique form of chivalry; that guy, he’s aching for an opportunity to prove his quality by publicly redressing a “villain” like you for your chauvinism. Even under the conditions of relative anonymity (like the internet), he’ll still cling to that want of proving his uniqueness just on the off chance that a woman might read his rebuff and be fatefully attracted to him.
I leave you with two of my favourite Gamma moments. Here’s the classic Dear Woman video that went around the manosphere last year in which a veritable coven of gammas beg for sex, and a photo of a Gamma my buddy Bhodi found cracking onto his girl.
November 26, 2012 25 Comments
I’ve had alot of emails asking me for the inside track on Deep Conversion / Soul Collection, as I’m constantly talking around the subject on this blog. Yes I have a fully fledged how-to theory and yes it’s broken down into six one-hour powerpoint presentations. Yes I could write a book about it.
But really, I’m not going to share this information. It’s powerful stuff and very damaging in the wrong hands. Sometimes those wrong hands are my own. Consider this message from a girl I hadn’t heard from at all since dumping her:
It’s bad enough that I sometimes create such bad feeling. Women are no angels. For as long as they are allowed to vote, drive and own shares then they’ll have to also be responsible for their own lives. So I’m not beating myself up over this one. But I’m not sharing.
September 12, 2012 35 Comments
Total submission of body and soul in which the woman trusts and admires you so much she presents her whole being to you to do as you please.
If there’s one thing I do better than everyone else I’ve ever met, and do to a level where I don’t think I need ever improve, it is to deeply convert a girl. I used to call it Soul Collection and I’d gotten halfway through writing a book on it before Skeletor persuaded me not to. There’s plenty of guys out there who are better than me at getting women whether its lone-wolfing in bars/clubs or creaming off the top tier girls with little effort. That’s fine. I do my best and it’s acceptable to me. Game isn’t about gangbanging supermodels every weekend, it’s about improving your access to women over and above what you’d otherwise get.
But sometimes I shake my head when I hear how little control some guys have over their women, ending in a lose-lose inverse/low polarity relationship rather than a win-win balanced maledomfemsub. As Tolstoy remarked in opening Anna Karenina:
Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.
Done correctly courting and relationships are plain sailing. Done incorrectly the pressure builds and bursts out in all manner of unpleasant acting out from disobedient women, lost in existential directionless dread, and pissing and moaning from delusional men. Things like:
All four of these problems are real and unavoidable within their own terms and in very specific cases. I don’t deny the legal system is anti-male, nor do I deny the rigmarole of dealing with bitchy shit-testing women, or the deep-seated genuine differences between male and female hardwiring for love. But these are extremes. The men who suffer most are those who have conditioned themselves to be soft targets, oblivious to danger signals. Even in the depths of the Great Depression, male unemployment was never above 25%, meaning 3/4 of men had jobs. It’s the weak and stupid who bear the brunt so while it’s worth outlining exactly what that brunt is, don’t become obsessed with it. If you know how to deeply convert a girl you are managing the risk to almost zero. Listen to the lyrics of these two songs. This is what a deeply converted girl sounds like. It’s in their soul to crave it.
Most guys are simply incapable of inspiring this kind of total soul surrender and devotion in a women. Most women never get to feel it and instead must get off on Deep Conversion Lite through sugar-rush books like 50 Shades of Grey. It’s the difference between spinning plates with fuck buddies and having a genuine harem where all your girls are exclusive to you. The women aren’t aligning with you out of cold calculation or temporary strung-out groupie lust, the connection runs far far deeper and feels wholesome to both of you.
Done correctly deep conversion is the most satisfying experience possible between a man and a woman. So long as you keep the elements in place, it has no natural time limit. I had my ex-wife in this state for eight of the nine years we were together (losing it only when I lost my mojo) and I’ve had four girlfriends in the past two years in the same position. I’ve got a few more on the boil now. It’s really not very hard to do if you have the following core competencies in place:
All four elements increase with age if you live your life correctly. I don’t want to write too much about it and certainly the book will never be released. Just be aware that it has it’s own ego traps, its own risks…. but it is possible. When you’re tired of the notch-carousel you might want to look into it.
June 14, 2012 1 Comment
friend housemate Robusto is getting off his lazy fat arse and teaching a few bootcamps this month in London, inbetween stuffing lots of pies down his neck. They follow the usual format – lectures, daygame / nightgame infields – over a weekend. I am not personally involved in these ones because unlike Robusto I’m not a penniless scrounging Aussie, so I’ll be on holiday in the Land of Beautiful Women.
However, Robusto adheres to all the same concepts and principles I do and his daygame in particular is just like mine. I also vouch for his ability and personal integrity. Go have a look here.
Just make sure you hide your money under the soap.