You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
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.
Gaucho said:What is the point of this society?
What do they actually do/did?
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Yours maybe, there are many!Suicide said:As a practicing Freemanson, I can attest that you guys have no clue of what you're talking about.
It's a social fraternity, period.
There are many different forms, not masons people think they are, order templi type instances.Gaucho said:Excellent info, thanks guys.
This is a question I sometimes wondered, as I used to see Documentaries on the Freemasons from time to time, but even the documentaries did not clearly explain what they did.
Always seemed to me more of a boys club. Somewhere people go to feel important and they belong. Would also be good to establish social networks.
So Freemason societies are not interlinked? Each is its own seperate entity?
I read that within the society, there is an inner circle (where all the big decisions are made) and an outer circle (those in this circle beleive there is no inner circle as they never hear about it). That made me think, what "big decisions" do they make? If Freemason "clubs" are one big society, I can see how an "inner circle" could dictate financial markets etc.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
They also Jack the Ripper was a mason, helping to keep the princes reputation, who went a little bit too killer happy.penkitten said:they say the masons were in charge of hiding the holy grail.
penkitten said:its neat that when something was built before its time, they say the masons built it.
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.
Yeah as a practicing Freemanson I'm sure you're the representative of those above the 30 degree level.Suicide said:As a practicing Freemanson, I can attest that you guys have no clue of what you're talking about.
It's a social fraternity, period.
The Bilderbergers, Trilateral Commision, Council on foreign relations, Illuminati, Freemasons, Knights Templar, and other such fronts are merely smokescreens for the true hidden agenda. Aliens are real and have been coming here for a long, long time.fuzzx said:You guys are talking about the Bilderburg group, masons are something different altogether.
Freemasons are just a bunch of business people.. thats it... once in awhile they have singles dances and get togethers... they take care of their own.
If one would like access to freemasonary, they would just have to ask a freemason to join. Its not hard to get in. Freemasons help each other the world over as long as you can recognize the signs.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.