Thursday, January 29, 2009
Lessons Learned
I have a suspicion, based on the witty and sparse way he responds to comments, that Roissy relies more on this emotional value velocity concept, less on long DHV stories, and keeps the negs and banter going right through comfort. As Mehow says: "It turns out that proper comfort game is actually 95% sound bites".
- The PUA matra 'don't drink' is a demonstration of lower value in Ireland. Girls call you a 'dry shite'. Drunk game, or at least tipsy game, is an underdeveloped field. Plus I really, really like alcohol.
- My willingness to be social is drastically affected by my serotonin levels, loosely correlated to 'how good I feel'. A pedantic point? No, because Serotonin is a chemical in the brain and chemicals can be altered with drugs. Serotonin is the chemical that causes locusts to change from isolated insects to gregarious social swarms. Our brains determine who we are, and these can, to an extent, be changed by science. This is why I am a transhumanist.
- Logistics is a central component of game. Without good logistics, a thousand lays fall by the wayside.
- Beginners should overneg and then neg some more - if for no other reason than to integrate the right mindset and get mindboggling reactions.
- Game is more important than anything else. Skydiving, rock climbing, whatever super hobbies you have, are irrelevant without game. Maybe ditch them all to learn game 100%.
- Negative reactions in the field can mess you up and remove you from the game. Especially flakes. I'm quick to associate negative emotions with a bad reactions, and therefore not repeat the behaviour. This is human nature and a problem. It means that the 'crash and burn every set' mantra for beginners is not a good thing. Positive emotions must be associated with game, and the latter doesn't implant them.
- Amoging/cockblocking is something hard to stop doing yourself if you're with a female friend, even if you're indifferent to her.
- Approaching mixed sets (men and women) is much tougher than PUA's let on. Especially without natural leader-of-men genes (both looks and behavior). This should be avoided by newbies.
- Social circle game is important.
- The amount of time I've spent on the internet in my life has given me a depth of knowledge far greater than the average girl I meet. I simply know WAY more about how the world works. Girls spent their teenage years socialising. I was on the internet and reading books. This knowledge-divergence can be both a blessing and a curse.
- Girls are pretty boring creatures.
- Foreign girls are pretty easy. This is due to the psychological mechanism girls have to mate with the 'established' males in any new social context. Due to my established position in this society by virtue of my birth, family, and social ties, there is a value difference between me and the foreign girl that can be exploited right off the bat. This value difference is also one of the reasons girls have sex with locals when they travel around Europe - it's not just the 'no social consequences' explanation frequently forwarded. This is also why women find it easier to emigrate than men. A mans mate value is tied to status - if he emigrates he throws away whatever mate value he built up in his life. A girls is tied to youth and beauty. These are carried with her luggage.
- Wear tight pants, if you've got it of course. Girls are attracted to the butt, and many movies verify this. And it's aristocratic.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Burn Procrastination
Led by Sean McCrea of the University of Konstanz in Germany, an international team of psychologists wanted to see if there might be a link between how we think of a task and our tendency to postpone it. In other words, are we more likely to see some tasks as psychologically "distant"-- and thus making us save them for later rather than tackling them now?
The psychologists handed out questionnaires to a group of students and asked them to respond by e-mail within three weeks. All the questions had to do with rather mundane tasks like opening a bank account and keeping a diary, but different students were given different instructions for answering the questions. Some thought and wrote about what each activity implied about personal traits: what kind of person has a bank account, for example. Others wrote simply about the nuts and bolts of doing each activity: speaking to a bank officer, filling out forms, making an initial deposit, and so forth. The idea was to get some students thinking abstractly and others concretely. Then the psychologists waited. And in some cases, waited and waited. They recorded all the response times to see if there was a difference between the two groups, and indeed there was a significant difference.
The findings, reported in Psychological Science, a journal of the Association for Psychological Science, were very clear. Even though all of the students were being paid upon completion, those who thought about the questions abstractly were much more likely to procrastinate--and in fact some never got around to the assignment at all. By contrast, those who were focused on the how, when and where of doing the task e-mailed their responses much sooner, suggesting that they hopped right on the assignment rather than delaying it.
The authors note that "merely thinking about the task in more concrete, specific terms makes it feel like it should be completed sooner and thus reducing procrastination." They conclude that these results have important implications for teachers and managers who may want their students and employees starting on projects sooner. In addition, these findings are also relevant for those of us resolving to have better time management skills in the New Year!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Suicide is honourable, aristocratic and a pact with the aesthetic.

NOTE: This post was written at about 3 in the morning on a sleeping pill high. Nonsensical, but gramatically ok... i think...

Suicide is honourable and aristocratic. Only an effeminete, life-obsessed culture opposes it. And whiny betas moralizing from the muck. The great cultures, like the Japanese, the pinnacle of all civilization and refinement, have a certain reverence for the artistic simplicity of suicide. If I were ever to take off, I know that it would not violate my pact with the aesthetic, indeed it would enhance it. I have zero fear of death. Just the other day I
was nearly stampeded by a double decker bus, I felt nothing, didn't matter. That is how it is. All lives are the same in the end. As Nietzsche said 'in the last instance, one only experiences oneself, so fear nothing anymore!'.But the aesthetics of a sucide must be planned and beautiful. Entry into the world is a bloody, jackson pollack-splotchy mess. Leaving should involve the highest aesthetics. Like seduction, it's all about the aesthetics. Aesthetics is the key to everything, really. Read Dutton's The Art Instinct and stand in awe at the awesome power of the aesthetic. As a decadent aesthete with noble pretentions, I am Sebastian Flyte, he is me. That's why I chose him. I am pretty, almost feminine in looks, with pouting lips, I look like the purest beta. But at the same time I have inherited a great deal of alpha responsibilities in my life, from my forebears. But I idle it away on drink and drugs and sarging and stomping-round the frickin web. I am stoutly Catholic, but only in an aesthetic sense. I believe none of it, but would defend it to the grave. That is my culture, the fire of my loins, my sin my soul!! Catholicism, I would join the Kights of Malta to crush the infidel foe! A sweet nourishing potion for the will, for the high minded. On lesser souls Catholicism leads to cave dwelling self-flagelation, but with the Dante Aesthetic, it can rend rocks and seduce en masse. Catholicsm. I am Sebastian Flyte, we shall be reconciled in the end. As my pure culture, you are... me!!
My task, my highest task, is to live poetically - my life is a downgoing, but that is how I am going across.
The greatest poet in the greatest poem - Charles Baudelaires The Voyage, a poem that could change your life - if, that is IF, you REALLY pierce it apart and understand it, magify it with a round glass, melt the words onto your retinas. It can change you, it can poeticise you. Baudelaire poeticises life, and life poeticises Baudelaire. Deep as tombs! Dispense with all self help, the secret of the universe is in ... La Voyage.
Run round the hills my friends. Do not condemn the life takers, they are the ones going across.
A moment, a manly moment. The moment before death. What a time. And doing it yourself? Doubly impressive. The Aesthetics of it. All Aesthetics. Sweet, high aesthetics.
The japanese write poems before seppuku. The aesthetic is honored.
And then the piercing and.... and:

"A single moment plunged me into deeper stillness, than twenty-five centuries have the enterprise, that made Neptune wonder at Argo’s shadow." - Dante on staring upon the face of God.
One of the greatest images in all literature. Little neptune, down in the watery depths, is suddenly startled to see the shadow of a ship - the first - to graze along his dazzling waves. A God surprised?
Who stares at who? Does Neptune wonder at your shadow, or do you wonder at Neptunes shadow? Answer this and you've answered a great deal.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
The Insight of Steve Sailer
A huge amount of female journalism consists of demands that society must be reorganized so that the author is considered more sexually attractive.
all those environmental regulations are supposed to stymie bad people. But, we liberals are good people, so the laws shouldn't apply to us.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
The Neg: Swiss Army Knife of Pickup
I've been thinking about the neg recently. It's an amazing little tool that accomplishes so much in such a small amount of time. For those who don't know, the neg is a comment lobbed at a woman that knocks her off her pedestal. It is not an insult... well, actually, it kind of is (semantics). Who are we kidding? But it's a playful insult, and some women secretly like being insulted.
Negs: turning your back to her, pointing out a flaw in her clothes, her hair, something, anything. 'Hey your nose wiggles when you talk'. 'Your lipstick is weird'. Eating a sandwich while talking to her, with sweet sandwich in your mouth. Ignoring her. Correcting body language is a great neg. I don't like when people cross their arms, it's a sign of anger, so when girls do it I tell them to uncross them. They always do, it's a very alpha neg... and compliance test... and IOD... and DHV!!! Oh sweet negs, you do so much, so very very much, you are the swiss army knife of pickup!!! They Alice-in-Wonderlandise the world, black becomes white, up becomes down, cute becomes ugly - that 9 you would covertly beggar yourself for is suddenly seeking your smile, your good graces, like some moon-pale concubine in Kublai's court!
Be wary though, it must never rampage out from bitter fields - it must always be quick, indifferent, and stealthy, like a dark assassin or pot of poisoned pears. It reaches just out over the abyss without falling in - in fact the negs with the biggest bang-for-oh-buck are great beastly arrows so strong that they nearly kill the tete-a-tete in one fell blow. After one of those babies is loosed, my friends, you have entered the sweetest elysian fields of pure enticement, it is on! It is on like a victorious apocalyse opener.
But there is trouble afoot. The neg has gotten such a bad rap from the disgruntled masses that it has been abandoned by many a seducer. Few dare defend it. Every dimestore doofus who interviews a guy in the community is instantly confronted on the dreaded neg question - isn't this proof that pickup is purest evil, that it is wrong, wrong to learn what works, wrong to help the piles of beta males left behind by the sexual revolution, wrong wrong wrong!! (Exhibit A, a hatchet job on the game by the purest alpha toff) So into the rat-corner the neg doth slink.
Magic Bullets, a supposed update on Mystery Method, relegates the neg to a mere footnote, that embarrassing cousin who always makes race jokes. But without the neg the Mystery Method is nothing, pickup is nothing. It doesn't work. The neg is central to the whole system. There is no edge without a neg, you become some dancing clown spouting rudderless routines with no backbone to them, very approval seeking. I 'upgraded' to Magic Bullets from the old Mystery Method, learned a pile of routines, read some other natural game gurus and so forth, but then had a sudden slump. The reason? No negs!! I completely forgot to neg!!
The neg links it all together. It changes you. It sows the choosy seeds inside that are so key to this whole art. '“In the mountains the shortest way is from peak to peak: but for that, one must have long legs", so said Nietzsche. Let negs be those legs, they will take you from peak to peak, atop each peak you DHV in your own peculiar way, but without the neg you won't get to those cold peaks in the first place, and you will run your routines in the dark and lonely valleys where no-one hears or cares.