Atom Smasher
Master Don Juan
Nice reference.samspade said:Messiah...heck I always thought to summon RT you had to go to the Crossroads and play a little blues. Then you'll get all the chicks you want, for a price.
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You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Nice reference.samspade said:Messiah...heck I always thought to summon RT you had to go to the Crossroads and play a little blues. Then you'll get all the chicks you want, for a price.
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She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
You NAILED Buddha. Thats it. Thanks a lot. By the way, everything is flowing smooth!Buddha_Mind said:From the first essay, "True power isn’t controlling others, but the degree to which you control the course of your own life and your own choices."
I dig this man. Sometimes I get confounded in life as there's always a bigger monkey in the cage and to truly be 'top dog' I think is impossible (I have no desire to be top dog anyways). But rather than live in a jungle mentality of "outcompeting" others or AMOGing, your words are true. Focus on thyself.
Thank you very much Mr. Rollo. Thats the basics that I will have internalized in my core. Love your blog and your writings. Keep on!!Rollo Tomassi said:BRAZIL, read these two essays, I think they'll address what you're going through now:
https://rationalmale.wordpress.com/2011/11/03/plate-theory-iii-transitioning/
https://rationalmale.wordpress.com/2012/01/23/plate-theory-vi-abundance-scarcity/
Ha ha you guys are ridiculously funny. It's funny I was just asking about Rollo on another Thread some minutes ago and he appears in this one albeit 7 days late, lol.Purefilth said:what happens If I look into the mirror at midnight and say your name three times :nervous:
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Probably, but what actions do you see fit in this case? I had made a mistake and now I gotta follow along while working to be a better man.Purefilth said:Too much talk, not enough action.
It's said that Robert Johnson sold his soul to the devil at the crossroads in Clarksdale, Mississippi. (US 61 & US 49).Atom Smasher said:Nice reference.![]()
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.