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NATURAL AND INNER GAME, PUSSY ON THE PEDESTAL.

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After finding the red pill a few years ago and reading the sidebar, it set me on a new path, i started by reading No More Mr. Nice Guy. Great book, totally saw myself in it and related to it.

I read Models by Mark Manson and really had my eyes opened in so many ways. It reversed the way I thought about things, it really went well with No More Mr. Nice Guy.

For example, I always thought, as a more reserved person, when I'm with a girl, I should ask her tons of questions. Because that would get conversation going. I learned that by asking tons of questions, it's showing I'm way too invested in her, and she'll be turned off.

I work next to an attractive girl who has been really quiet. I thought, "What the hell, I make the polite attempt to have conversation, I ask her things about her, and she barely attempts to contribute. Jeez, not even trying to hit on her!"

So I took advice from the book and started just saying things on my mind. I became the initiator and leader of the conversation. She clearly preferred this, because we talked the whole time. I really enjoyed getting to know her more, because hell, we spend so much time together every week.

What I'm trying to get across is, this Models book is amazing. It really got me thinking about by investing more in myself, and presenting who I am honestly, will get me what I want. I won't be fucking everything that moves, because that would probably be worse for me, than if I only had romance with more compatible girls. It has me feeling like, "Yeah, if I work on myself, I will find someone who's right for me."

That brings me to the next book I started reading... The Game, by Neil Strauss.

I kind of have a love hate relationship with this book, reading it for the first few minutes got me an insane dopamine hit to the point i though "something isn't right" , hint (the book is about entertaining you as much as it's about teaching you pickup). I'll never forget the goosebumps i got when Mystery said "i know exactly what to do, what to say, the right place and the right time and you would've been mine".

On one hand, I completely relate to Neil. I feel like my own words are on the page. I can relate to how he went through his life and was at a point where he said fuck it, I'm going to attack this attraction thing head on, and sign up for this workshop. I mean, I haven't done that, but I can relate to the helplessness of not having any sort of control over your love life.

The book and it's teachings absolutely work, yes you will get laid, but it won't be because you're doing all the fancy things it told you to do, it works because you're probably holding frame and passing shit tests most importantly it works because you're getting out. I can bet someone who practices pickup for 3 months will be almost as good as any RSD members like Tyler or Julien, WHY? Because the difference of success between one pickup strategy and another is INSANELY low, the difference between that noobie who has been doing pickup for 3 months and Tyler would be around 1%, out of 100 girls if Noob fucks 20 then Tyler would fuck 21 or 22 at best, the difference between someone sitting on their ass all day and the noobie? 100%. After doing the most CRUCIAL thing (action) the philosophy of how you do it matters very little.The book and it's teachings absolutely work, yes you will get laid, but without a deeper meaning in life, it will lead you to being a guy who's fucked hundreds of beautiful women, is a crying heap of emotional wreckage and wants to kill himself.

I used to work in sales,I know what it means to put on a fake face to sell a product. But I fucking hated every second of it (I no longer work in sales). I totally respect a skilled salesman. I know when I put my mind to it, I can do pretty decently at it. It's about building rapport, having charisma. Being all happy and shit. But I hate it because it's so far out of my personality, I feel fake, everytime i did this stuff with a girl it would be fun up until i got her in bed and came, then that realisation of "this isn't emotionally fulfilling" came in, after re-inventing myself, doing inner game and finding my purpose in life, it was a thousand times better, when i fucked a girl and came there was no doubt creeping in, i felt like i'm on the right path and that life is going my way because guess what, pussy was only a side thing, it wasn't even important now, it wasn't a necessity, it was just something i did, that's how low it was on my list of priorities.

Do you remember the beginning of The Game? Mystery is suicidal... hates his existence. Gets driven to a mental hospital. Tries to walk out like 5 times.

This is the super cool Casanova of our modern times. This guy, who's fucked hundreds of beautiful women, is a crying heap of emotional wreckage, in the beginning of the fucking book.

It sounded exactly like Manson talked about in Models. A false confidence person who tries to fuck his way to self esteem. He's fucked hotter girls then I've ever talked to, but he's suicidal over a girl.

I have tried changing absolutely NONE of the core principles of the red pill in the post, yes your girlfriend will most likely cheat on you if she hasn't already, yes women are shallow and are an empty shell, yes they like getting hair pulled, yes they like being thrown against the wall, fucked rough and hard until they are sore and can't walk, YES THEY ARE ALL DIRTY SLUT FUCKING WHORES (including your mom).