This weekend your challenge is very simple.
You are to go out of your house one night. Any night. But pick a night where you have few, if any, responsibilites to others the next day.
You can choose where you want to go, but make damn sure it's a place YOU want to go. If your "wingman" wants to go to some stick-in-the-ass club and it's not the kind of place that gets your **** hard, don't go. Tell him to go screw, and instead find something you like.
Go to a rock club. Catch a play in the park. Hit up a sports bar. Play WoW at an internet cafe. Whatever. Just find something YOU like, and don't judge yourself for it.
And I'll tell you a secret: you're not going out with the objective of finding a girl.
You are going out to find a MAN.
That man is you.
When you go out, stay out wherever you are as long as you can. Stay until they kick you out, and when they try to kick you out, chat 'em up and stay longer. Finally, when the lights are off, the chairs are stacked on tables and the doors are locked, head out into the streets...
AND STAY OUT.
All night, baby.
Call it a Walkabout. Call it a Vision Quest. Call it a Spirit Journey, or just call it being homeless for a night. Wherever you are, there are places safe enough for you to wander in the early morning hours. Find it. Find the places you like during the daytime and absorb them at night. I love to go to parks at night and stare deep into the moonlight fractured by the limbs and leaves of trees.
I love to walk city streets when they are quiet and the only people out are the Chinese grocers and loading truck workers setting up the next day's produce.
I love to look at the lights and the streets and hear the hum of garbage trucks rolling down the street.
I love to go out on the water, any water, and watch lights and moon and stars blink on the rippling surface.
Walking and looking deep into the night will give you a chance to walk and look deep into yourself. Make it a journey and look for things you've never seen before.
Breathe all through your walk. Feel your steps. Listen to the hum around you. Let your skin register the cool night air and your eyes adjust to the darkness, pupils enlarging to take in as much light, greedily, as possible.
You can time it, but you cannot return home until you see one thing.
The Flashlight of God.
You may know what I mean. If you've ever been to Vegas, or Greece, or Miami, or any place where bars never seem to close, you know that feeling when you walk out of a bar or club, the one you entered under the cover of night, into the bright sun, and felt this feeling like your father just barged in your room and found you pleasuring yourself to a random photo of a random girl in a random state of nudity.
Busted. God sees you. He sees you everywhere. And now he sees you just daring to stay out and break all the rules you've absorbed your whole life.
It sounds like a small thing, eh? What's the big deal about staying up all night? Think about it. Feel back into memory. Remember the first time you pushed through the night? Maybe it was a sleepover where you just kept watching movies with a friend. Maybe it was summer camp and telling ghost stories. Maybe it was the night before a final that you knew you weren't prepared for, so you kept downing Red Bull and holding eyelids open with your fingers to keep reading.
There's something different about being up all night. It's a break with convention. It's a subtle way of telling all the forces that shaped you that YOU make your own decisions. It's a chance to see the world as it really is, slower, calmer, more real.
It's a chance to see YOURSELF slower, calmer, more real.
So get out this weekend and wander. Drunk or sober. iPod or quiet. Carry a camera and remember what you see. Bring a pad of paper and pen and write what you find.
Push it. The rules no longer apply to you. And the sooner you start seeing the ridiculous nature of the rules you don't even think about, the sooner the big ones that live deep inside you start to get silly and small.
And then disappear.
Stay out until you find what is in.
Love,
Sean
P.S. The world's first-ever pickup workshop that teaches both men AND women (and encourages you to see if there are any sparks there with your sexy female classmates) was such a hit, we are creating an advanced level as well. So keep an eye out for the upcoming programs PSP 101 (next class is October 16-18) and coming on December 5, PSP 201 (open ONLY to advanced students). Any questions, email us at
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