How to use your PUA powers for good

"Leave her better than you found her."
Something we should all abide by!

Her facebook status said "is in a really terrible mood." While AFCs were commenting with massage offers and the like, I hit her up on facebook chat, telling her "I'm here to make you feel wonderful."

After a little small talk, I tell her to talk to me on AIM because facebook chat sucks moose nuts. It really does.

Chief: im tempted to ask what happened, but id rather ask you what your favorite ice cream flavor is
Chief: what is it
Girl: hahha
Chief: seriously
Girl: chocolate chip cookie dough with rainbow sprinkles
Chief: hm very nice
Chief: cone or cup?
Girl: cone
Chief: what kinda cone
Girl: waffle
Chief: wow going all out there huh
Girl: hahah most definitely
Girl: what about you?
Chief: so lets say youve got this juicy looking chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream with rainbow sprinkles, 2 scoops, stuffed deliciously into a large waffle cone
Chief: the epitome of indulgence
Chief: its a hot summer day and youve got one your cutest spagetti strap top and big ol sunglasses that make ur face look smaller
Girl: lol
Chief: the sun's heat is beating down on your brow, you break a sweat, BUT EVERYTHING IS OK
Chief: because youve got your delicious ice cream
Girl: of course
Chief: a little bit of it is starting to drip down
Chief: so ur face approaches the cone
Chief: and the anticipation for flavor excites your nerves
Chief: and so u take one lick...
Chief: and how does that flavor make u feel?
Girl: well, do i just get the vanilla part, the sprinkles part, or do i get some cookie dough?
Chief: a combination of sprinkles and vanilla for now
Chief: and bit a tiny bit of cookie dough flavor
Girl: pure bliss
Chief: and the experience of this delicious bliss can be quiote powerful, cant it?
Chief: quite*
Girl: very much so
Chief: in fact, it's almost tangible, as if you can package this pure bliss in a little cute box with a bow
Girl: haha
Chief: open your hand, because that little box is in your hand right now
Chief: you got it there with u now?
Girl: yup, its right there
Chief: open it
Chief: see whats inside
Girl: oh! it's tangible bliss!
Chief: its yours
Chief: its always been yours
Chief: but now u can feel it better than ever before
Girl: yup
Chief: there
Chief: i made u feel wonderful
Chief: that'll be 29.95 thank you
Chief: lol jk
Girl: hahahahah
Girl: dayum
Girl: you should charge money for that
Chief: but u feel a lot better than before right
Girl: yup

After that conversation, her facebook status changed from "is in a really terrible mood" to "is allllllll better!!!!"

Leave her better than you found her.

Do a good deed with all that you've learned in pickup and expect nothing in return. This power you have is a gift that you can keep on giving

Adopting Sexy Beliefs

It's no secret that the beliefs we hold affect our lives in many different ways. It's also commonly known throughout the seduction community that having a certain set of beliefs leads to more success with women and dating.

Some of these beliefs include:
1. Women love sex
2. Women are gorgeous and blameless
...well, I can make a list of useful beliefs that goes on and on for pages and pages, but that's not the point of this post.

Fiftyone, a member of mpuaforum.com, asked me about adopting new beliefs. In short, he didn't really know how to just start believing in something he didn't believe before:
"I guess my problem now is to learn how to instill those beliefs into my brain and stop thinking like an AFC. I haven't read that far into the book yet; maybe it'll tell me how to change my beliefs and adopt new beliefs later on in the book. If you have some tips on that, please do share (psychology 101?)!" - Fiftyone

The book he was talking about suggests tons of useful beliefs, but it doesn't tell you how to adopt any of them.

My response to him was as follows:

Adopting new beliefs is easy as pie. All you have to do is actively search for evidence in your reality that supports those new beliefs. Keep doing that until you can see evidence of that without even trying.

Do that too much in too little time and you just might lose grasp of reality and go insane, though, so keep your feet on the ground!

Here's an example of adopting a new belief this way:

Adopting the belief "I am sexy."

Instead of just telling yourself "I am sexy" over and over again like most affirmation exercises tell you to do, sit down and make a list of reasons why you are sexy. Go ahead and take your time with this if necessary. If you can't think of at least a handful of reasons in one sitting, ruminate over the topic and try again the next day... and the next day... and so on and so forth until the belief of "I am sexy" has a solid foundation of reasons that become self-evident to you more and more. During this process, any reasons previously programmed in your mind that "prove" that you are NOT sexy become overshadowed by your new programming and become insignificant.

Open your mind up enough and you will be able to find reasons as to why anything is true. There is no reason to give up on adopting any positive belief that will be useful to you.

Note that I am not talking about absolute or higher truth; I am talking about your personal beliefs that shape your success and lifestyle.

Understanding Women

This is going to be in one of the chapters in my upcoming ebook (in progress):

There once was a young girl named Katherine. She was born into a world not too unlike ours. Her world, however, was full of twisted unjust rules that didn’t make sense.

You see, when people in this world are hungry, they are reminded that it is wrong to eat. Higher authorities that have watched over Katherine throughout her entire life have given her the opportunity to have many blessings: education, a roof over her head, culture, etc. It seemed as though these same higher authorities, however, did not create a perfect system to govern their people. Katherine always felt like something was wrong. Something was unjust. Something was holding her back. She was promised freedom, but it was like she was only given the illusion of freedom while still remaining in captivity.

While growing up, Katherine read many story books and watched many movies. She was also surrounded by many religious friends and family members. All of these sources of information – the stories, movies, religion, etc. – echoed a very common promise:

“One day, you will no longer be hungry. One day, you will reach a proper age to undergo the feasting ceremony. You will get to choose one food dish and, from then on, you will have the freedom to eat as much of it as you wish, all day and every day. However, it is forbidden to eat any other type of food than the one you initially chose. It is also forbidden to eat anything before your feasting ceremony.”

In her history classes Katherine read about villainous women who ate more than one type of food. The history books portrayed these women as sinners and as witches who were all eventually captured and prosecuted. She learned to look at these types of women in contempt, giving these women labels such as “slut.” However, somewhere deep inside of her, she always felt something was wrong about the contempt she felt for these women. It almost felt as if she were punishing herself for feeling hunger.

Then, one day, Katherine met a woman named Stephanie. Stephanie enjoyed many pleasures in life, including fine cuisine, gourmet banquets, and crawfish boils. She had not undergone her feasting ceremony; many people accused her of being “impure.” Stephanie, however, seemed to be just fine with that. She had a genuine smile that Katherine had not ever seen on any of her friends’ faces. It was obvious that Stephanie knew something that no one else knew.

“How are you supposed to know which food dish to pick during your feasting ceremony if you’ve never tried any food before?” Stephanie asked Katherine rhetorically. “You can’t know your preferences without experience.”

Katherine pondered Stephanie’s message, and then asked a question: “Why is it that men are not prosecuted as much as women are for sneaking food before their feasting ceremony? All they get is a slap on the wrist while we women are forever marked as unclean.”

“Honey, we live in a patriarchal society. Men are always power-hungry, even when they already have all the power. We suffer more consequences for breaking the rules so that the ball stays in the men’s court. The only true freedom we can know is when it’s not about power anymore.”

“How can that happen?”

“Well, Katherine, I once knew a man who understood my grievances. He cared not for egotistical motivations such as the pursuit of power. He was motivated by compassion. His name was PUA. He would bring me food in a very discreet manner. I did not go hungry, and he never told anyone about what we were doing. I don’t know why and how he became so understanding and generous, but I would feel complete freedom because of him. It was like running away to our own world where the rules of this one didn’t apply.”

“Why didn’t you just go through the feasting ceremony to eat the food that PUA would bring you without having to be secretive about it?”

Stephanie laughed. “The food he brought me was great, but it wasn’t about that. It was about having the freedom to do what I felt was natural while having the freedom to live more of life. Honestly, who wants to eat just one and only one food dish for their entire life? Well, anyone who has already tasted a variety of flavors would think of that as hell, but others are forced to interpret it as heaven. I don’t think heaven should have prison bars like these, though.”

Hearing this, Katherine wanted to try a slice of Stephanie’s life without becoming an outcast. And so, Katherine sat on her barstool and waited. She waited for her very own PUA to set her free.

Ghosts of Girlfriends Past

I just saw the movie "Ghosts of Girlfriends Past." It's very PUA related; a previous FWB of mine (and current friend) recommended it to me. The movie is about this dude who, as a kid, fell in love with this chick. Then he got hurt. Then he became a player who had tons of casual sex with tons of women he never called back the next day... just so that he would never feel that pain again.

*Spoiler Alert*

Then, at his brother's wedding, he was visited by three ghosts Scrooge-style. The ghosts of girlfriends past, present, and future made him realize the error of his ways. It made him realize that he leads a glamorous playboy lifestyle just to avoid the pain of heartbreak, and what that really meant for him in the long run. The pain that he was trying to avoid was nothing in comparison to the regret of forsaking love (true happiness?). One of the lines from the movie - a common truism taught within the PUA community - was "the power in a relationship lies with the person who cares less." As the main character said at the end of the movie, though, "power is not happiness."

Honestly, though... even though I felt that I could relate to the main character on many different levels, I don't know if I can go back to monogamy all Hollywood-style like he did. It would be a fantastic love story if I could finally give in to my forever-proposed agape to my first love if she were still waiting for me on the sidelines. However, that's not the case. I can only move forward. But I don't really know where I'm walking... Well, that's fine.

I do know that pain is something you shouldn't run away from. I just don't think I could be happy enough in a monogamous relationship to even feel that heartbreak afterward anymore, though. Sure, I love women. I fucking love them to death and I appreciate all their feminine essence and beauty more than most. However, I think that's the issue here. I probably wouldn't be able to feel enough passion for one woman to be able to blind myself from the beauty of all the other women out there. Any prospective heartbreak would preemptively be aborted by the passion I'd involuntarily muster for the beauty of all the other feminine energy available in my immediate vicinity.

Am I a bonobo or a gorilla? I was programmed at an early age, by modern Hollywood society, to equate happiness with monogamy - to be as the gorilla. Then, through the teachings of the seduction community, I've programmed myself (equally artificially) to equate happiness with some sort of polyamory - to be as the bonobo. What is my true nature? Hmm...

My bartender is gone.

That's right. My bartender fucking left The Dungeon. I came in Friday night expecting to see her behind the bar as usual with a big smile on her face and a hug for me, ready to open my tab, BUT NO. There was this new chick who didn't even know which drinks went in which cups. She even started scrutinizing my ID when I opened my tab, but luckily the owner came over and told her that my ID was good and that I was a regular.

I asked Jet, the doorman, where Carin was. "Carin don't work here no more."

God fucking dammit. That's the forth time Jet has told me something like this. First it was Hope, then Gemini, then Walter, and now fucking Carin. This is fucking bullshit. Carin was my favorite.

They told me she works at Penthouse as a waitress, but I don't want her as a fucking waitress at some other place. I want her as MY BARTENDER, behind the bar at THE DUNGEON.

Ugh. Fuck it all. I'm gonna go smoke a cigarette now.

-Chief

What an artist does

"Chief, are you alright?" Carin, my favorite bartender, could see the sorrow permeating from the genuine expression on my face; the very sorrow I was trying to drown in Pabst Blue Ribbon beer. It was another Friday night at The Dungeon, my favorite bar.

Her eyes showed concern like an old friend. I just give her a fake smile and a thumbs up. I wasn't going to give a woman my burdens like I used to back in my wbAFC chode days. I turned to Blacktop, "Listen, man. I'm going to make everything right." It was 3 AM and I was drunk, but not as drunk as I was aiming for just yet.

"What are you going to make right?" Blacktop asks. I tell him, "Everything." I turn to Vain and manage to sputter out whatever was going through my head at the time, "My parents say that they're proud of me, but I don't fucking believe them. I sure as hell wouldn't be proud of me if I were them. But mark my words, man. One day I'm going to make them really proud of me."

The laundry list of my problems that I had in my head were washed away by alcohol as the night progressed... or at least that's what was supposed to happen. In reality every sip made me fall deeper into my crappy little hole, but I was starting to like it. I went over to the jukebox to play songs like "Evidence" and "Just a Car Crash Away" by Marilyn Manson to see exactly how far down I could explore my crappy dark little hole without dying. Self-destruction is one of my greatest virtues anyway. Why? It breeds creation.

I was able to dwell deep enough in my drunken sorrows that I came to a point where I truly stopped caring about everything in the world. The only thing that truly existed was the present moment, and that was the only thing that actually mattered. There's definitely something blissful and enlightening in realization. There wasn't a smile on my face just yet, though.

And then a woman came and sat next to me at the bar. HBVampire is another Dungeon patron that I see a lot. Her mere feminine presence allowed me to switch to positivity/optimism mode. It's a pretty handy trick that every PUA should get under their belt. It's all about developing a habit. We somehow eventually got into a conversation about seeing the beauty in everything. I find out that she just broke up with her girlfriend. She also had not been with a man in over three years. Being drunk, I felt that I could just sense the strongest desire to be fucked hard in her soul. I decided to give her something special that night.

I gave SOIs and went direct in as smooth of a way as I could be when I'm drunk as fuck, which actually isn't too bad considering that I've had a lot of practice to calibrate my game pretty well under almost any circumstance. After some direct flirting and kino, we frankly made a verbal agreement to go home with each other that night. I tell my friends that I won't be catching a cab with them that night. Later on HBVampire and I left the bar and went to her house.

I was way too drunk to remember all the details, but I do know this: In the light of an opportunity to give and share the pleasure of a sexual experience - like how a musician gives his audience the pleasure of feeling all that he has felt through his music - I was able to forget about the selfish concerns of mine that I was trying to drink away. That is what an artist does: he gives. He is able to separate himself from his own fears, anxieties, sorrows, baggage, etc. and just give the best he's got. HBVampire desired to be loved that night, as every woman does at all times. Since the type of artist I am just happens to be the type that gives love and pleasure, I was able to orchestrate a magnificent impromptu symphony.

I woke up the next morning and realized that I had no idea where the fuck in New Orleans I was. HBVampire's house was pretty far from where I lived. I didn't even remember exactly how I got there in the first place since I was so drunk. Oh well, at least I didn't get whiskey dick.

Fortunately I was able to call one of my friends and get a ride back home!

Resurrect The Seducer Within

Exciting news, everyone! I am in the process of writing my first ebook, titled "Resurrect The Seducer Within."

RTSW is going to be a step by step program you can follow to get really good at pickup really fast.
It's going to be a highly condensed, action-packed guide to blast past any problems standing between you and masterful seduction.

I went through the Don Juan Boot Camp, which is an ebook consisting of a series of drills and missions to improve yourself, and I liked the idea of it. However, I wasn't quite satisfied with it. I decided to take a step beyond what that book covered and applied what I thought REALLY mattered in terms of seduction.

What did I not like about it specifically? Well, it's actually something that bothers me about the seduction community as a whole nowadays... There's just too much focus on being friendly and socializing properly and not enough focus on ACTUAL SEDUCTION. Too many pickup methods nowadays land you in the friend zone and leave you with blue balls. My ebook is going to bring you back to the SEXUAL roots of the seduction community through a training process unlike any other.

Another thing I didn't like too much about it was the inflexibility of the boot camp schedule. I'm designing my ebook so that you can move at your own pace because every PUA student learns at a different rate. It's original purpose shall be to train someone as fast as possible, but the student can also choose to take as long as he wants if he can benefit more from doing so.

Most of all, my ebook is going to emphasize a hidden truth to seduction that many people have actually been lying to you about... You'll see what I mean later. (Hint: There is a clue in the title)

I just started writing it, so it's going to take a while before it'll be available to anyone. Watch this blog for future updates.

-Chief