Wednesday, October 24, 2007

More sex, less drama

People are so obsessed with what goes on in the heads of others. The reality is that nothing matters as long as we have fun with friends or alone. If we are to interview guys with experience vs. newbies who just starting to go out and socialize, it's not about body language, lines, openers, routines, cocky & funny, humor, etc. It basically comes down to one thing...

Just as I started this blog because I needed a place to vent, and even to this day, I still blog plenty of rants and raves... basically bitch sessions about certain people, types of people, techniques, ideas, and situations. Oh, that one thing that people should live by, DO NOT GIVE A SHIT. Before people run away and act gay toward each other, such as telling ea other that they are cute, forming circle jerks to talk game, please be somewhat normal and social first. There is a fine line between not having a care in the world and knowing when that's appropriate.

Take the initial approach, for example, guys would run their openers and stacks of materials, and they would look for IOIs, IODs, and DHV in order to elicit IOI, or microcalibrate, roll-off, and whatever else to IOD. The only thing that matters is that she reacts in some way, it doesn't matter if she reacts positively or negatively... the only bad reaction is no reaction. Otherwise, roll with what she gives and continue with having fun, better if we are having fun at her expense. Guys fail only because they can't be themselves, by that, they are not comfortable within their own skins, desires, and intentions. They have some agenda of wanting or needing something from someone.

I started this blog because I feel like bitching... and I like to make fun of social retards in the community, especially those without game pretending to be gurus after failing all these years, or worst yet, dating coaches, they don't matter because they won't make money off me nor do I want to make money off others. Unlike countless hustler-wannabes, this is what I do for fun, and I keep working at my professional career so that I can continue to do this for fun. I could careless if people think I have game, because ultimately, I don't want any fame or fortune from rejects of society. It's worst than robbing candies from children or raping underage girls (like many purportedly do).

That's the beauty of life; eliminate desires, life is much more enjoyable. Shut out people with drama within themselves or with each other, do as little as possible to maintain a comfortable living, avoid doing things in order to get something or someone, and be at peace with oneself.

For those who are avid readers of this blog, thank you, you probably know by now that this is a toxic waste dump for me: the sewer line that is often clogged with my mental sewage. Sure, once in a while, some gems or valuables would slip and flow through here. Most of the time, this is the raw, adulterated, crude, and mostly honest crap here. So find a channel to let it all go, and live a peaceful, fun, and socially active life.

1 comment:

Possibility said...

Tanzan and Ekido were once traveling together down a muddy road. A heavy rain was still falling.

Coming around a bend, they met a lovely girl in a silk kimono and sash, unable to cross the intersection.

"Come on, girl" said Tanzan at once. Lifting her in his arms, he carried her over the mud.

Ekido did not speak again until that night when they reached a lodging temple. Then he no longer could restrain himself. "We monks don't go near females," he told Tanzan, "especially not young and lovely ones. It is dangerous. Why did you do that?"

"I left the girl there," said Tanzan. "Are you still carrying her?"