jhonny9546
Master Don Juan
The way we grew up was different
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
In a similar fashion, men have found ourselves having to sack up once again, after allowing ourselves to be emasculatedTo remember that oneitis is not a modern issue.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
www.sosuave.net
I haven't heard that song in a long time. Overall, that song from 2005 is far more blue pill than the Ambrosia song from 1980. One would expect that as the writer/singer was a woman.The most beta song ever is "We belong together" by Mariah Carey. My niece used to listen to this song 24/7. At some point I became hooked through osmosis. There was a period where I got cucked almost every weekend because I kept listening to that song. I truely believe songs carry an energy and wavelength that affects your vibe.
If you dont believe me, have the song on repeat about 5 times, go out to the bars and clubs, and report back what happened.
Yeah, no one would accuse Peter Steele(PBUH) of being "a beta", yet he wrote the following:Third, not all songs that sound "blue pill" really are upon further inspection
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
Achieving fame and fortune extremely young has it's drawbacks: Fellas like Mayer often stall out psychologically and intellectually, continue thinking and behaving as if they're in their late teens-early 20s, decades after the factFor example, I really like John Mayer; his style is unique.
But the lyrics are 80% about the theme of beta love and how a man is lost without this woman
So the theme of we belong together by Mariah Carey is that she is getting married to same rich guy but still has feelings for her simp lover who mopes around, looks sad, and acts emotional like a woman.The majority of popular songs from the 1960s-present express a blue pill ideology. The majority of males have a blue pill ideology and women do like to promote that idealized version of love that doesn't translate in the real world.
Many of these songs with blue pill ideology messages do sound good with the instrumentation or advanced sound effects depending on when they were released.
I mentioned this in a 2023 thread. At the time, I cited Ambrosia's "You're the Only Woman" as a song that could promote scarcity mentality. The title sounds beta and on the surface, it could be considered beta.
![]()
The Beta Male Anthem!
The cucks here are the guys bringing their girlfriends to these concerts just so they can fantasize about Bret Michaels, etc. They're not really fantasizing about the Tal Bachmans of the world though. Back in the day, guys in hard rock bands like Poison, Motley Crue, and Bon Jovi banged a lot...www.sosuave.net
@BillyPilgrim and I had a good back-and-forth about this in the thread. @BillyPilgrim and I agree that the song is seductive.
As I re-read the lyrics in the moment, they aren't overly beta. One line is beta in "I know you're the only woman that I'm dreamin' of" but another line isn't that beta when it is said that the woman has the following feelings
"And you were so afraid
That I'd found someone new
But darlin', well, there's no need
For what we're goin' through"
If the woman has feelings that the man has found someone new after what appears to be a somewhat serious disagreement, she's into him and realizes that he has value to other women. That's not hardcore beta since that guy would be appealing to other women. A hardcore beta wouldn't be, but the average beta male of the late 1970s/early 1980s was more attractive to women than average betas of 2000-present.
The song was released in 1980 and the late 1970s/early 1980s were a different time in the mating environment.
I haven't heard that song in a long time. Overall, that song from 2005 is far more blue pill than the Ambrosia song from 1980. One would expect that as the writer/singer was a woman.
How were you cucked by that song?
If you got a problem, don't care what it is
You need a hand, I can assure you this
I can help
I got two strong arms, I can help
It would sure do me good to do you good
Let me help
Let me help
If your child needs a daddy, I can help
It would sure do me good to do you good
Let me help
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.