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I couldn't hold a conversation, and being the fat kid as well, I was treated second class to my friends and peers. The blow for me at the time came when the girl I had oneitis for started dating my best friend. My world came to a stand-still, and in the depression that followed, one night I googled the term 'seduction' and made my way here. In actual fact, the page that linked to fs.com was your typical teen-crush sites, and they were actually belittling the mASF board. How ironic.
What followed was a transitional period. At the start of 2003, I began my undergraduate degree, and was presented with a chance to start fresh. I hit the gym, and made sure I did everything I could to not make the same mistakes as I did in high school. I would hit up clubs at night with my wing, and use what I learned by day at my campus. I ended up laying the hottest woman at the campus, and declined her invitation to a serious relationship shortly after. I was by all rights, the man.
When I was younger, I could not stand being alone. Game was something that had to obey the rules of group theory. I was useless in a one on one situation, and as such did everything I could to avoid it. Being alone made me feel awkward, and as such I kept growing my social circle.
Something happened at that stage. I don't know what it was, but I could no longer tolerate the crowds I was in. I lost contact with everyone except four of my closest buddies and began trading in nightclubs for cafes. Perhaps this was the smartest thing I had done because I made new friends who opened my eyes up to so much more than what I would have seen had I stayed in the 'nightclub' mode.
One such friend, is someone with whom I have the greatest respect for. An older man of sixty two, complete with a gut, grey hair, big nose and deep voice with a thick accent. He is by definition a high status male». Successful business, sports car, single, collection of expensive high end watches, huge apartment in the city and a legion of friends and contacts that pretty much gets him whatever he wants.
One thing I've noticed about him is his game. The man has nerves of total steel. He will talk to the hottest of women, and even open them as they're walking past whilst he's eating his dinner. He's very direct, very loud, very confident and does not break eye contact. The questions he asks are anything but fluff. He circles like a shark would at dinner time. Whilst I'd be asking about David Bowie, he'd be locking her in with his dominance and booming voice, asking her what her parents do for a living and where she lives. He'll literally ask 'And who is it that you're bonking?'. If she mentions she has a boyfriend, he'll just run with it. 'And where's Mr PeePee now?' 'Does he know you're out?' 'Bad girl, you better behave or i'll ring him up and tell him to break up with you'.
After observing him in action, I began my transition into day-gamer. The waitress. The retail clerk. The woman walking her dog at 6pm. The bookstore shopper. The grocery shopper. The hairdresser. The barista. They have all become fair game. Day game is most definitely harder than club game. Club game allows you to use impulses to hide the fact that you're picking up. The standard line 'I'm waiting for my friends' no longer applies. You're not waiting for friends. You didn't see two girls fighting outside. You can't take away. You open with the intent to close. You do not close until you know your customer is ready to buy. You make your customer buy.
Now, a salesman knows his product, and a seducer is a salesman. The seducers» product is himself. So therefore, the seducer must know himself. Inner game», as we're all aware is very powerful and can be just as important if not more important than outer game. Without confidence and belief, no amount of routines and DHV stories will get you laid. In order to get the girl you must believe that you can get the girl. You must walk around not thinking, but knowing that each morning you bend over and the sun rises from your ass, and each night after you go to bed the sun sets back in your ass and the entire world is thankful and gracious for your divine ass which blesses it with light and heat every day to ensure the crops grow and the cows give milk.
This is your belief, and this is your mindset. A seducer does not try to seduce. A seducer seduces.
But how well do you know yourself? Where are your boundaries? Do you have boundaries? What belief do you subscribe to? How much power do you have within? Take control of your life, realise that the power you need to succeed comes from within, and not from God or Man. You yourself are the key.
I look back to 2002, when I first found mASF following a Google search, and a lot has changed since then. At the time I was 16, in high school and one of the 'unpopular' kids. I had always been intelligent, and a fast learner too, however I could never wrap my brain around how women work.
