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RE: Starting Roosh Program
(12-21-2016 01:34 PM)PoetryOfEros Wrote: The too much PU advice is lame and cliche dude. I can only read one book at a time and practice one thing at a time.
First, welcome to the forum.
Second, not saying you were trying to be confrontational here; but if you want more responses, I would refrain from using lines like this. It comes across poorly in written form.
Ok, that being said, my biggest piece of advice would be to address your non-verbal communication/ body language, and overall attitude/ vibe. These are things that can get you blown out before you even start. Absorb the info you're reading, practice some openers in private and try to listen to HOW you say things. Try playing with your delivery. Slow it down, pause a little... create some suspense. Work on a sly, devilish grin.
I know you said you you don't give a damn how you dress/ look for approaches, but take some time to think about the message you are putting out there. Even if it is just some work boots and jeans, you're sending a message. And since you don't have a choice in whether you send a non-verbal message, you might as well think about which one you want to send. I think you probably care a little more than you think- I'm guessing you aren't wearing flip flops and socks, with plaid shorts and a horizontal striped shirt. Just something to consider.
As for attitude, I cannot say it better than has already been written and I would just be plagiarizing if I tried. So I must quote:
(03-30-2015 10:46 PM)WestIndianArchie Wrote: Being intimidated is normal. That shit's to be expected, even as a vet. At this point in my career, i've banged a lot of bitches that dudes wish was in their stable - but every once in a while, I'll run across some top flight shit that got me stammering for an opening.
That being said, rather than bring that bitch down and think of her as a 5 - you need to bring yourself up. She might be a 9.5, but to her, you're an 11.
If a top shelf bitch is giving YOU attention, it's clear that you're a top shelf dude.
Think about what girls look for
- more social
- cooler
- taller
- stronger
- richer
- smarter
- funnier
Whatever bitch you sink your dick into, not only is she beneath you objectively, but she thinks so as well. She thinks she CAME UP. Like haha, "this dumb mf'er is about to make me cum, even though he could have someone better than me."
Lotta cats think their competition is with other guys. Naw B.
Your competition is primarily internal. Your unconscious mind is not giving you permission to do the shit that you want to.
With respect to her, most fine ass bitches can have whatever objective thing you can think of.
She want's a tall guy, she can have a tall guy.
She want's rich, she can have rich.
She want's a guy with a porno size dick, he's already in her speed dial.
She want's a pretty boy, they don't stop talking to her.
In 2015, even fat bitches can get that. FAT BITCHES! Think about that my G. A chick that's been dogged her whole life can take a pic showing off them carb loaded titties and suddenly all manner of guys want to take her out, show her the town. Even ugly bitches are getting picky.
With all that choice, all those options, even the best of the best becomes banal and boring to a top flight chick. She hears so much noise, she longs to hear signal.
So if a fine ass bitch gives you the time of day, SHE'S THE LUCKY ONE.
She finally found a dude that can excite her in ways that she can't articulate.
Trying to talk a bitch down in your mind, that's Game 101. That's for dudes that have been shit on their entire lives. They have to "demonstrate high value". A dude ain't doing that shit for her benefit, he does it for himself.
It's important to go through Game 101, a seduction bootcamp. Stressing about what you're gonna wear, when and how often to text, whether she wants to add you as a Facebook friend. 101 is some of the best time of your game career. Shit is new and sweet. Might be frustrating, but you get that first # from a cold approach, that first make out on the dance floor, that first hand job in the parking lot, your first one night stand - it's nothing but bliss.
All these games, routines, working out, gear - it has some external value - it does work - but the real value is what it does to you and your mind.
You buy that 1,000 suit, fits nice, in style, good color - that shit makes you feel like a million bucks. Some floozy touches your cashmere/silk blend, and you're like "bitch get up off me"
I am somebody.
I am worth something.
That sniveling bastard that spent his Friday nights online or lamenting with friends...He's stepped to the side.
Once you're in this game for real - you start to see how
- self conscious these bitches are
- their facades
and you'll also realize your own worth.
If there's ever a game secret... it is that one.
I might not be "fat" but I got a gut for a relatively skinny dude. Hell sometimes a broad won't see my shine cause I'm not polished all the time.
I know I can talk to a bitch and take her on a mental trip that no dude has ever taken her on. The bitch that gets to chat with me is lucky as shit. No one else is going to talk to her and expand her mind like I will. No one makes her feel smart, dumb, sexy, ugly, happy, sad like I will.
This is not some magical shit I refer to either. This ain't Michael Jordan/Warren Buffet shit - it's accessible shit, it's a mindset, it's a willingness to take YOURSELF seriously.
Suddenly having the perfect comeback to "Where are your friends" "Aren't you a little old" "Is that you're pick up line" - becomes stupid and pointless.
You start to see her antics for what they are.
She's afraid.
And you are not.
WIA
And when you starting having success with a few bangs, but then you meet one you "really like" and want it to work out so badly you're about to change what's been working...
(10-14-2012 10:56 PM)delicioustacos Wrote: So much of the "new game" can just be summed up by: "treat her like a fattie."
Text her when you want to see her. Text her "come over." "Bring the movies." Make out and then push her head toward your cock. Don't call her for days. Or text, I guess. No one calls anymore. Don't text her for days. And when you do, it's short notice. "Come over." Don't take her out in public. Don't shower before she comes over. Don't buy presents and flowers and blah blah blah... don't make a big deal out of flattering her; when you meet her, be very direct. Like the fat chick in a bar. "Come home with me." "Come out back with me." Laugh if she says something funny and don't laugh if she doesn't say something funny. Listen if she says something interesting and brush her off if she doesn't. She wants to go somewhere, she drives. You drink. When your friends ask about her-- who is this girl you're spending all this time with, be like... eh, it's nothing. A girl who comes over.
The way you deal with fat chicks is basically the way you deal with people when you're honest. Terse. Mercenary. Matter of fact. "Come out back with me" means "come suck my dick next to a dumpster." You say this to a fat chick because you know she knows exactly what you mean, and she might say yes, and if she's offended, who gives a fuck. But this should be your attitude toward all women. She knows what you mean, she might say yes, and if she doesn't, who gives a fuck. Too much of game is planning a heist like you're stealing the Hope Diamond: neg's and IOI's and A1 and C3 and blah blah blah, spraying dust on the laser beams so you can tumble around them and then crack the safe with a stethoscope. The way you treat fat chicks is like you don't give a fuck, which is as "alpha" as you can possibly be.
The point is, you already have a model of behavior for how you should be treating all women, but you are only using it on unattractive women. You are ironically being more honest and open and real with women you supposedly hold in contempt than ones you supposedly value. And the reality is, they are all "fat chicks." They are fat chicks physically after you've fucked them ten times and get bored. They are fat chicks mentally who couldn't make a room full of people laugh if they had to save their family from getting set on fire. If you had to marry these hot chicks you would kill yourself unless you're just that into validation from your friends and having dudes hit on your girl. There is something wrong with all of them. Deeply wrong. The hottest chick in the world will slowly earn contempt far worse than a fat chick gets right away. Treat them like they honestly are to you, and admit that that's what they are. Fat chicks, broken chicks, unfunny chicks, boring chicks. Dishonest chicks. Game playing chicks. Attention whores. Whatever. Fat of the soul is far worse than fat of the gunt.
Take this model as far as you can go. When you walk in a room, don't notice them. Or brush your eyes over them like a dude who hasn't beat off in five days and is looking at the fattie like a coyote looks at a trash can-- easy meat. Don't be mean, don't be cruel-- when are you actually cruel to fat chicks? If you are, you're an asshole. You don't even *notice* fat chicks. Until they get in your face, they are invisible to you. Until you need them for something. And then you ask them for it directly. And then when you are engaged with them you are maddeningly aloof and distant because you just don't give that much of a fuck, and they text you every god damn day with "dinner 2nite?" Doubtless at some hideous buffet out of Heironymous Bosch. But the way you are with fat chicks is alpha. Not fake alpha, real alpha. The person with something the other person needs, and power over the situation.
Easier said than done, I know. You see a really cute girl and your adrenal gland fires off and gives you the same reaction you have when you've just been in a car accident. But learn to see women the way they really are. They are nothing special. There is only one woman, different faces. And that one woman, sadly, is an insecure, cruel and broken bore. A fat chick in her heart. You will not be happy living with this realization. But you will tear up more ass than a mule tannery. And that's what matters. Right?
And you might be getting some girls going on a rotation and the best one drops you on your ass, what's your inner game gonna tell you? Well, it should tell you this:
(03-12-2014 10:43 PM)Suits Wrote: When I read the title, my response was, "how can you get dumped if you don't make the mistake of having exclusive relationships?"
Upon reading your post in its entirety, it is clear that you understand that there is nothing to master about getting dumped.
Never put yourself in a position where a woman can dump you. My personal view (and yours may be as well), that if she isn't getting fatter, she hasn't been too crazy recently and she wants to come over and suck my dick, I'm always open for business.
There is no "break up." The deal is always available.
If you are female, a seven or better, weigh under 120 LB, have recently showered and don't plan on being a bitch, you can come satisfy me sexually on any evening where I don't have a prior commitment.
You may chose not to or promise never to again, but I'm always cool with you changing your mind.
There is no "relationship."
Hope these words of advice help you as much as they have helped me. Good luck and stop making excuses, just get out there and have a little fun!
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