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Reposted by request from RSD (http://www.rsdnation.com/showthread.php?t=14627) SHOCK and AWE: The Apocalypse Opener Chat up lines don't work. That's the main problem with them. I mean, we all know this. If there was a simple line you could just spiel out and get a girl, the...

How To Bed Goth Chicks: The 20 Secret Rules Of The Underworld Ok. There's been some chatter on the subject of Gothdom, and I have to say gentlemen, I am appalled. Y'all don't know ****. No offence. Look, I used to be a Goth, back in the day. This was before I was in the seduction...

The meek. Dear Mother of God, save us from them, from those guys, the shy guys, the nice guys. Always the meek, the accursed meek. I have been meek most of my life, and for most of my life I have been afraid. The meek live in fear. They are the weakest of us. The most powerless and...

I am ****ing serious. I met this chick on the street with her friend and pulled them both into a bar where I pulled them both. She was a ****ing cool chick, really sparky and funky as ****. Love it. It was just one of those things, but then... On my blog...

Ok. By popular request. There was this guy I knew once. I'll describe him to you. He was stick thin. Sallow, pale skin. Almost yellow. His har was long, straight and lank. Greasy sometimes. He was taller than me, perhaps 5`11, but his narrow shoulders and skinny build made him...

I've always found the dance floor to be a ******* - until recently, that is. My problem - my sticking point - was that when I'd get to the dance floor I'd never know how to do approaches. If I danced up to a chick slowly, she'd turn away. If I danced up to a chick in a massive, high-energy...

Heheheheheheheh.... Thought that'd get a reaction. Ok. I was thinking about inner game last night, ask I am wont to do, and something occurred to me. I'll keep this brief, and not go into too much depth on it. I'd love to hear the opinions of others. So much of what we do here is inner...

I can't remember reading anything about this word anywhere in all the seas and messes of text I've trawled through since the day I decided to change my life. Cool. This means I can write something on it, and, God willing, it'll be something remotely fresh. Panache. What does it mean...

It's very easy to describe your surroundings. When someone gets themselves all sorted out, they look around themselves and see the simplicity of things, the easy truth about form and function. They see the simple truth about how we monkeys can mesh so easily with each other, the simple truth...

What do you want? What do you admire? Why are you here, and why are you doing this? Is it the sex? Is that why? Is that why you face the terror you face? Why you struggle to master pickup lines and pickup theory? Why you embrace humiliation like a prodigal son? Is it really? Just the sex...

All of the things that we can see in the world around us as valuable and important in other people, all of them, are red herrings. They are falsehoods, they are shadows. They have to be, because of the very nature of how we perceive them, how we put them together as ideas in our heads, and also...

Some people have asked about the story of how I turned my fortunes with women around. Hm. Ok, well here's what happened. Just over a year ago now I broke up with a girl called Charlotte. She was a 10 in looks. Easily. A perfect 10. She was also an amazing person, full of life and hope...

Ironic, really. I'd just spent the morning monkeying around Edinburgh, and I'd bought a book on philosophy and a new copy of Neil Strauss's The Game, having given my original away as a present to a clueless chum. It was still early afternoon, so I dropped in to a pub I used to work at on...