Nino-Tk
Master Don Juan
I agree on the point of just going outside your home and make things happen, sitting around dreaming and visualizing is just not cool. Glad you are doing something my bro, all the best of luck.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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.
Roger Love or something.Watawata said:I think I read about some voice program in one of the latest entries in your journal but now I cant find it. Mind telling me what is it?
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.
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.
Always a pleasure. Some posts by other people at times seem to be written through a "presence-like" perspective that they make me feel very present, grounded, and tear up. I hope some of my writing is the same.Watawata said:I was in a bad mood, but reading your posts made me get in a good state. Your life is truly amazing bro! And my objective is to make my life as awesome as yours.
Also, why did you did that?
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.
I usually mess my hair in the most strange ways with the towel and sometimes dress stupidly to make a similiar effect,but removing it is harcore.I figured that shaving my hair would be a good start to not caring of what people think (because I do that way too much at the moment and it's hindering my progress). So I decided to remove it.
Heyyyo! You're starting to get it:rockon:NorwegianDJ said:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qycqF1CWcXg
People don't realize how much PUA has given myself and a lot of other people.
The changes we make to ourselves. The information we obtain. The ways of life we are introduced to. The people we become exposed to. The books we read and the habits we learn. The perceptions we aquire and the mindsets we distill.
We learn to trust ourselves. We learn to, eventually, become more human. We learn to care. We learn to be selfish. We become ourselves.
We make sense of our emotional turbulences. We know other paths exist. We find a greater understanding in human conciousness. You are not alone in this world, but with us, you learn to find your way on your own.
We are PUA.
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.