That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
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.
It's not that we can't grasp it, it's that there's no way of knowing.We lived life to some capacity before birth as sperm right or not? Could that be a clue to what happens when our time is up here? Maybe we progress on to the next advanced stage - another journey as you will. It's mind boggling - perhaps its something we are incapable of grasping.
I had a close call with death not long ago and was in ICU for 10 days. Death was on the line and it was a trying experience, but not once did I concern myself with religion or a god. I have absolutely no connection to religion. Hypothetically speaking, if a fairytale god or whatever did exist I see no reason why I would be chastised for my lack of "faith" in said god. And if I was to be punished? Then that god would have been undeserving of my worship.I guarantee if most of you found out you were going to die in the near future whether it would be from an illness or anything else, you'd all be looking for God.
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.
Eloquently said. Made me think of this quote:I had a close call with death not long ago and was in ICU for 10 days. Death was on the line and it was a trying experience, but not once did I concern myself with religion or a god. I have absolutely no connection to religion. Hypothetically speaking, if a fairytale god or whatever did exist I see no reason why I would be chastised for my lack of "faith" in said god. And if I was to be punished? Then that god would have been undeserving of my worship.
When I die, I fully expect nothing. No magic, no reunion with loved ones, no alternate universe. Nothing. It'll be like like when you're asleep but not dreaming, and you don't realize you're asleep. You have just no thoughts or awareness. You're temporarily gone, but in the case of death it'll be forever.
Billions of years will pass after I die, and it'll be like I'm just taking a never ending nap with no thoughts or awareness. RIP.
http://www.cbsnews.com/news/christopher-hitchens-widow-on-his-death-god-never-came-up/And it's true, there are no atheists in foxholes.
I really don't remember who said it, maybe Seneca. But I don't really know. Anyways, one of the stoics said that you should live each day like you would life your whole life. This means doing your obligations (wether job or family obligations) in the morning-youth, enjoying life, studying philosophy and talking with your friends in the afternoon-maturity, and thinking about how well you lived your day-life in the night-deathbed. Of course, in the daily cycle you have the opportunity to do things better the next day, so thinking about your day at night is very useful.Eloquently said. Made me think of this quote:
"Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death."
CuddleJunkie would be proud of that one.
The fact of the matter is the evidence is not compelling and extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence. It’s good to be open-minded but not so open that your brain falls out.Perhaps I should believe in a hereafter, in a consciousness that zips through the air like a Simpsons rerun, simply because it’s more appealing—more fun and more hopeful—than not believing. The debunkers are probably right, but they’re no fun to visit a graveyard with. What the hell. I believe in ghosts.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
So you didn't panic or were scared and started praying or looking for a God? Heck I start doing this when I turbulence on a plane lolI had a close call with death not long ago and was in ICU for 10 days. Death was on the line and it was a trying experience, but not once did I concern myself with religion or a god. I have absolutely no connection to religion. Hypothetically speaking, if a fairytale god or whatever did exist I see no reason why I would be chastised for my lack of "faith" in said god. And if I was to be punished? Then that god would have been undeserving of my worship.
When I die, I fully expect nothing. No magic, no reunion with loved ones, no alternate universe. Nothing. It'll be like like when you're asleep but not dreaming, and you don't realize you're asleep. You have just no thoughts or awareness. You're temporarily gone, but in the case of death it'll be forever.
Billions of years will pass after I die, and it'll be like I'm just taking a never ending nap with no thoughts or awareness. RIP.
Panic and anxiety, yes. Looking for god, no. The whole concept of getting out of "going to hell" by "accepting god" at the last moment is funny to me on many, many levels. I'm also fairly adamant nothing happens when we die, but if I'm wrong... sounds neat. When I get an impending death moment like plane turbulence my thoughts are more or less, "F*ck hope I don't die this way"So you didn't panic or were scared and started praying or looking for a God? Heck I start doing this when I turbulence on a plane lol
But seriously what thoughts were going through your head as you came near death? Were not afraid at all?