Post by RMO on Aug 24, 2010 22:48:59 GMT -5
So I have been thinking of things to talk about to put on the forum, to actually contribute something meaningful. A year ago I came here apparently mad and now I have found the truth that I had been seeking, the part of me that I had hidden away in my foolish misgivings. Anyway this is a recent post by a new AFC (not meant in a degartory fashion) member Gerald.
Gerald shared a story most of us remember, one where the girl shows interest, and overwhelmed with this the boy pussies out. This is of course not an insult, i find that it is almost a rite of passage of sorts, you have to be able to choose.
This is the basis of the fruition of PUA. You have found a foundational reason to actually think about doing this. You have come a point in your life that I myself found.
My story was remarkably similar. I wasn't quite or shy, but i wasn't socially outgoing, for the reason 99.99999% out of a million guys don't do it. Genetics.
Excuse the tangent, but every motherfucker on this forum needs to have this idea memorized. Ten thousand years ago you had an ancestor. This man lived, against all odds, he survived, and not only did he live, he thrived. No real technology, science, and religion was to primitive to really old such power. The reason man survived was people. We did not yet rule the earth, but we survived, and against all odds your line made it, while others failed.
The reason genetics has something to do with this is because genetics maps out how ones mind works. Sure people have inherent differences in our personalities but there are certain things which remain true for all of us without mental or genetic defects. If you poke my hand it will hurt and i will draw my hand back, if a noise is heard in the woods the sound waves enter my ear, converted to electrical impulses which are sent via nerves in my brian, using the normal tranquility of my perceived reality the sharp sound causes the mind to generate chemicals such as adrenaline as well as ready your muscles through nerve impulses. This is a hard wired response which helped make your ancestors survive, and evolution* occurred.
One of the way's your prehistoric grandaddy evolved was social evolution. These were habits that all the boys and girls picked up in order to survive and replicate, the two strongest urges were just those, and anything you did to help those made life alot easier. One of the big no no's our social mindset created was don't approach unless you were 110% you would get to fuck her and come out scott free. Otherwise she would talk to her cavegirls and spread shit about you, and since you lived in your tribe for years if you got a bad reputation, your not going to have children, and you will die alone.
Pretty fucked huh? thats the basis of your fear, fear of rejection. Today rejection is laughable, I'm going to use the U.S. as an example of why. If your in America there are round 400 million people, 40% of the people are teens to 30 old some adults. So thats 160 million people, with 80 million women, lets say you have the ability to meet and talk to about half of them, so 40 million girls you have the chance to fuck. Lets say only about 3 million girls are 9's and 10's, just to be pessimistic. Let's also say that you go out every night of your life and every night you talk to 100 women and fuck it up with every single one. you life about 29,000 days so thats 2.9 million girls. Leaving 100,000 women for you to have you way with, thats 3-4 women, 9s-10s remember, a night for your entire life. These numbers a broad estimates, just to get you thinking. With so many people in the U.S. alone rejection should not even be an issue, there are a whole shit ton of fish in the sea. Hell when i go out, I try to crash and burn as fast as I fucking can to get it out of the way, so i can send the rest of the night having fun.
So my biggest issue was rejection. It really limited my social development, the only thing that retarded it more then that was my growing up mainly with adults, i had childhood friends, and did everything other kids do, but i did not spend most of my time playing with kids, I was either exploring or talking to adults at parties or parents friends visiting, the joys of moving 17 times. But i digress
My story begins with biology. The class was pretty stupid, the teaching style was laughable, and most of the kids were obnoxious, with no real brains or boobs to supplement the fairer sex. A whole semester of this shit rolls by. Then we get a few new students, and one smoking hot babe, she was the single hottest girl in the entire school. Holy shit she was nice, and for some reason the universe put her in the desk in front of me. I was elated beyond words. I spent the first few weeks stealing glances at her, being quiet and unobtrusive. Soon i was able to conquer my fear of looking in her direction and every time we made direct eye contact my whole body would stop working, my heart would skip a beat, and i knew it wasn't storybook love, but it was carnal desire of a nature I did not know possible. After the first few glances she began sending me these weird nervous looks whenever i paused and looked into her eyes. I was awoken from my stupor, i began to feel a weird emotion everytime she would blush. At the time i didn't know it but i was picking up on dozens of IOI's, and since a girl had never telegraphed such massive interest at any one time to me I felt a little sick from it, it frightened and scared me at first this unknown emotion.
So in my fear I didn't talk to her. a few months roll by and i find out shes moving at the end of the school year. I'm pretty good friends with the guys in her group so I decide to nut up and hang with them for a few weeks. One day after school her friends have to unexpectedly leave, plans/detentions/boy-girl friends/ ect ect, and she and I are just sitting there by ourselves. The silence after the first few moments is deafening, i feel this massive awkward vibe like a wave crashing over us. I pony up and tell her I'm going to a friends house and I wouldn't mind taking her to wherever shes going ( this is of course paraphrased) She agrees and we make our way out. somehow one of us was able to make a funny joke or something and a full blown conversation begins. I'm not thinking about how hot she is, and all that comes to mind is the nostalgia of the grand intellectual and fun conversations I would frequent when i was a child. That pure fun vibe, and once we made it to her house i noticed it was freaking cold.
I am genuinely cold, as is she, and I tell her so. So without further ado we both barge into her house and get warmed up. I sit down and turn on the TV and invader zim pops up. I almost g33k the fuck out and explode, but i sit down. Instead saying anything she sits down after eating something and we both watch, almost constantly laughing. Eventually there is a break in the show and i look at her at the exact moment she stares into my eyes. She blushes almost instantly and instead of getting all anxious I get super charged and I smile involuntarily. Then before I even knew what was happening I spilled the beans, I told her all about my crush. hey I was super AFC don't judge me. She blushes even deeper and tells me she had a crush on me. I am not fucking making this up, i almost shat my pants with surprise. We get all excited and talk about it for liek 15 mins, the shitty class, the stupid students, what we thought of each other, it just came flowing out.
After we talked another awkward moment came and I took charge and began my first make out session. After a few mins she began my first blow job session. It was intense, right afterwards the guy whose house i was supposed to be staying at calls me and I spend a few mins talking to the guy. Apparently I needed to get over there right away or else I would be stranded and her parents, who were not there of course, were not sympathetic to random strangers, so she and I said our goodbyes.
The moral of the story is that if you detect any interest that means she thinks your attractive in some way to her, you should do all you can to capitalize on any thing you can do to make it work, take the chance.
I also want to give a basic beginners guide for all of you out there who want to take charge of their lives. I will posting that as soon as I can, it will be a compilation of what I have learned from this forum and my life in general which was effected by PUA. It should be good, so ye of little faith should have some patience.
*I know your all smart people, and most people know that I myself hate religion with a passion, but evolution has 1000's of examples and has nothing against your god, just checking my bases, i just dont want to argue religion, but social evolution is the basis of the Pick Up Arts so if you have a problem with it send me a message but understand it is not my main purpose in writing this.
Gerald shared a story most of us remember, one where the girl shows interest, and overwhelmed with this the boy pussies out. This is of course not an insult, i find that it is almost a rite of passage of sorts, you have to be able to choose.
This is the basis of the fruition of PUA. You have found a foundational reason to actually think about doing this. You have come a point in your life that I myself found.
My story was remarkably similar. I wasn't quite or shy, but i wasn't socially outgoing, for the reason 99.99999% out of a million guys don't do it. Genetics.
Excuse the tangent, but every motherfucker on this forum needs to have this idea memorized. Ten thousand years ago you had an ancestor. This man lived, against all odds, he survived, and not only did he live, he thrived. No real technology, science, and religion was to primitive to really old such power. The reason man survived was people. We did not yet rule the earth, but we survived, and against all odds your line made it, while others failed.
The reason genetics has something to do with this is because genetics maps out how ones mind works. Sure people have inherent differences in our personalities but there are certain things which remain true for all of us without mental or genetic defects. If you poke my hand it will hurt and i will draw my hand back, if a noise is heard in the woods the sound waves enter my ear, converted to electrical impulses which are sent via nerves in my brian, using the normal tranquility of my perceived reality the sharp sound causes the mind to generate chemicals such as adrenaline as well as ready your muscles through nerve impulses. This is a hard wired response which helped make your ancestors survive, and evolution* occurred.
One of the way's your prehistoric grandaddy evolved was social evolution. These were habits that all the boys and girls picked up in order to survive and replicate, the two strongest urges were just those, and anything you did to help those made life alot easier. One of the big no no's our social mindset created was don't approach unless you were 110% you would get to fuck her and come out scott free. Otherwise she would talk to her cavegirls and spread shit about you, and since you lived in your tribe for years if you got a bad reputation, your not going to have children, and you will die alone.
Pretty fucked huh? thats the basis of your fear, fear of rejection. Today rejection is laughable, I'm going to use the U.S. as an example of why. If your in America there are round 400 million people, 40% of the people are teens to 30 old some adults. So thats 160 million people, with 80 million women, lets say you have the ability to meet and talk to about half of them, so 40 million girls you have the chance to fuck. Lets say only about 3 million girls are 9's and 10's, just to be pessimistic. Let's also say that you go out every night of your life and every night you talk to 100 women and fuck it up with every single one. you life about 29,000 days so thats 2.9 million girls. Leaving 100,000 women for you to have you way with, thats 3-4 women, 9s-10s remember, a night for your entire life. These numbers a broad estimates, just to get you thinking. With so many people in the U.S. alone rejection should not even be an issue, there are a whole shit ton of fish in the sea. Hell when i go out, I try to crash and burn as fast as I fucking can to get it out of the way, so i can send the rest of the night having fun.
So my biggest issue was rejection. It really limited my social development, the only thing that retarded it more then that was my growing up mainly with adults, i had childhood friends, and did everything other kids do, but i did not spend most of my time playing with kids, I was either exploring or talking to adults at parties or parents friends visiting, the joys of moving 17 times. But i digress
My story begins with biology. The class was pretty stupid, the teaching style was laughable, and most of the kids were obnoxious, with no real brains or boobs to supplement the fairer sex. A whole semester of this shit rolls by. Then we get a few new students, and one smoking hot babe, she was the single hottest girl in the entire school. Holy shit she was nice, and for some reason the universe put her in the desk in front of me. I was elated beyond words. I spent the first few weeks stealing glances at her, being quiet and unobtrusive. Soon i was able to conquer my fear of looking in her direction and every time we made direct eye contact my whole body would stop working, my heart would skip a beat, and i knew it wasn't storybook love, but it was carnal desire of a nature I did not know possible. After the first few glances she began sending me these weird nervous looks whenever i paused and looked into her eyes. I was awoken from my stupor, i began to feel a weird emotion everytime she would blush. At the time i didn't know it but i was picking up on dozens of IOI's, and since a girl had never telegraphed such massive interest at any one time to me I felt a little sick from it, it frightened and scared me at first this unknown emotion.
So in my fear I didn't talk to her. a few months roll by and i find out shes moving at the end of the school year. I'm pretty good friends with the guys in her group so I decide to nut up and hang with them for a few weeks. One day after school her friends have to unexpectedly leave, plans/detentions/boy-girl friends/ ect ect, and she and I are just sitting there by ourselves. The silence after the first few moments is deafening, i feel this massive awkward vibe like a wave crashing over us. I pony up and tell her I'm going to a friends house and I wouldn't mind taking her to wherever shes going ( this is of course paraphrased) She agrees and we make our way out. somehow one of us was able to make a funny joke or something and a full blown conversation begins. I'm not thinking about how hot she is, and all that comes to mind is the nostalgia of the grand intellectual and fun conversations I would frequent when i was a child. That pure fun vibe, and once we made it to her house i noticed it was freaking cold.
I am genuinely cold, as is she, and I tell her so. So without further ado we both barge into her house and get warmed up. I sit down and turn on the TV and invader zim pops up. I almost g33k the fuck out and explode, but i sit down. Instead saying anything she sits down after eating something and we both watch, almost constantly laughing. Eventually there is a break in the show and i look at her at the exact moment she stares into my eyes. She blushes almost instantly and instead of getting all anxious I get super charged and I smile involuntarily. Then before I even knew what was happening I spilled the beans, I told her all about my crush. hey I was super AFC don't judge me. She blushes even deeper and tells me she had a crush on me. I am not fucking making this up, i almost shat my pants with surprise. We get all excited and talk about it for liek 15 mins, the shitty class, the stupid students, what we thought of each other, it just came flowing out.
After we talked another awkward moment came and I took charge and began my first make out session. After a few mins she began my first blow job session. It was intense, right afterwards the guy whose house i was supposed to be staying at calls me and I spend a few mins talking to the guy. Apparently I needed to get over there right away or else I would be stranded and her parents, who were not there of course, were not sympathetic to random strangers, so she and I said our goodbyes.
The moral of the story is that if you detect any interest that means she thinks your attractive in some way to her, you should do all you can to capitalize on any thing you can do to make it work, take the chance.
I also want to give a basic beginners guide for all of you out there who want to take charge of their lives. I will posting that as soon as I can, it will be a compilation of what I have learned from this forum and my life in general which was effected by PUA. It should be good, so ye of little faith should have some patience.
*I know your all smart people, and most people know that I myself hate religion with a passion, but evolution has 1000's of examples and has nothing against your god, just checking my bases, i just dont want to argue religion, but social evolution is the basis of the Pick Up Arts so if you have a problem with it send me a message but understand it is not my main purpose in writing this.
