Blog Hiatus

I've moved to a new city and I'm attending a program that'll put me on track to follow me dreams.

Because of this, I will most likely not be posting anymore.

I hesitate posting this, because there's been like 400 comments by the same anonymous user flaming me and I don't want to encourage that behavior, but fuck it. Some people just can't be helped.

To those of you who have enjoyed the little I've written, thank you.

Now shut off your computer and go follow your dreams.

Today Is The Day You Scare Yourself

Eleanor Roosevelt once said "Do one thing every day that scares you."

This is fantastic advice, but for those who don't ever "scare" themselves it is a bit hefty.

So let's begin by doing it today.

What she means by "scare yourself" is either:

1. Literally scare yourself. Go to the Zoo and hold a tarantula or a snake. 
2. Do something you are anxious about or uncomfortable with. I.E. Approach a cute girl/guy.

Since it's Friday, many of you will be going out tonight. I want you to do something today/tonight that scares you.

Examples:

• For guys and girls, approach someone you find attractive. 
• If you're comfortable approaching, use a stronger, more direct approach.
• Go to the bar/club solo. 
• Dance like an idiot at the venue.
• Go sing karaoke.
• Go sing karaoke on a date.
• Hit the gym.

And if you never go to bars/clubs...

• Go to a bar or club.

Obviously, I am tailoring the examples to the expected readership because there are far too many things that one could be scared of/uncomfortable with. It is up to you to decide what it is that frightens you.

And then do it. Today.

(If you end up reading this after Friday, I still recommend giving this a shot the day you read this. If you postpone it you'll most likely not do it).

Know, Understand, Act

There's a simple concept, a triad, that explains how you should go about learning something.

Law #67: Know, Understand, Act.

Know - To know something is to read about it. This is the step where you go on YouTube and look up how to cook mussels. This is the step where you read a blog post on how to lead a better life by eliminating unnecessary ailments and limiting beliefs. This is when you absorb purely objective knowledge.

This is the weakest form of knowledge. A textbook awareness.

(I.E. A guy who reads 100 posts on how to pick up girls).

Understand - To understand something is to make it your own. This is where you make mental decisions as to how the blog post on life effects you. This is where you decide how you will cook the recipe, perhaps altering some things to fit your style. This is where you take objective knowledge and make it subjective -- this is where you make it personally relevant.

This is the second strongest form of knowledge. A mental clarity.

(I.E. A guy who reads 100 posts on how to pick up girls and compares his own behavior against what he is learning. He may even approach, but he will be absorbed in thought).

Act - This is where you physically experience something. This is when you cook the dish. This is when you approach that cute artsy girl sitting at a table across from you at Starbucks. This is when you take subjective knowledge and apply it.

This is mastery. This is when you no longer have to think to act. A physical knowledge, your body 'knows' how to behave.

Muscle memory is a good way to describe this. For those who play instruments, you know how easy it is to play your favorite riffs over and over. For those who type on the computer, you know how easy it is to press the correct keys without looking.

When you master an idea, some information, you no longer need to think about it. It just happens.

(I.E. A guy who approaches a girl and manages to not stay in his head. He enjoys the experience, yet acts accordingly to the principles he has learned. He usually succeeds).

Note: The divisions between these three steps are blurred of course. One can begin to understand while acting. You might read something and try to accomplish it immediately without consideration for how it applies to yourself. 

The ultra-point of this post is to warn those of you who spend too much time "knowing" something. I myself spent a great deal of time reading about "pick-up" and other hobbies (I've been known to spend hours researching specific lifts, only to never even try them out at the gym). 

Without attempting to reach the mastery level, you are only wasting time.

You can read a thousand posts on how to pick up women, but until you begin acting on it you will see no results.

Zero.

This is true in all things.

Stimulation Masurbation

Do me a favor. Spare me 10 minutes later today, or when you finish checking up on blogs/e-mail, find a comfortable seat. A chair, your couch, maybe lie down on your bed. Shut off all distractions -- TV's and PC's. Leave your cell phone in another room and put it on silent.

Now, take a seat (or lie down).

And just chill. Look around. Let your mind wander, see where it takes you. Notice your breath. Note: I'm not asking you to do any sort of breathing exercise. Just be aware of your breath.

Allow yourself to do this for 10 minutes. No shorter or you won't really experience it. Longer is acceptable.

Hard mode: 20 minutes. Note: It's not really hard but you'll see why it's hard if you never do this sort of thing.

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The point of this is to take a break. To un-stimulate yourself for a short period of time. Our senses and mind are bombarded constantly. Even I'm listening to music as I write this. The point of this is to just give yourself a minor break from it. Note: I shut off the music at this point to not be a hypocrite.

If you're like most people you may just end up really fucking bored for 10 minutes. If you can't make 10 minutes, you are a prime example of the modern era -- an era of stimulation masturbation. So, don't be to hard on yourself if you can't handle it.

But what are you, chicken? Note: You heard me.

Fish Oil

If you ask anyone in the health industry (your local Vitamin Shoppe employee, for instance) whether fish oil is good for you they will probably scream to the heavens that it is an amazing product and then thrust a couple bottles of it in your face. Those Omega-3's have gotten the limelight for almost a decade now I believe.

I too have always assumed they were good. I came across a blog that I think is great. He is a proponent of Fish Oil as it acts as an anti-inflammatory. (His work is dense but digestible. If you're interested in health at all I suggest poking around a bit on there).

Well, like anything, I recently questioned whether fish oil was a miracle drug. I found an interesting article discussing fish oil in a warning light, comparing it to harmful hormone and x-ray usage in previous years. Here are some choice sections of the lengthy article. (Full article here).

"For a few decades, x-ray treatments were used to relieve inflammatory conditions, and most of the doctors who promoted the treatment were able to retire before their patients began suffering the fatal effects of atrophy, fibrosis, and cancer. (But a few people are still advocating x-ray therapy for inflammatory diseases, e.g., Hildebrandt, et al., 2003.) The fish oil fad is now just as old as the x-ray fad was at its peak of popularity, and if its anti inflammatory actions involve the same mechanisms as the anti inflammatory immunosuppressive x-ray treatments, then we can expect to see another epidemic of fibrotic conditions and cancer in about 15 to 20 years."

Scary thought. I see this sort of thing in literature as a plot device -- yet here it is as medical information.

"In 2004, a study of 29,133 men reported that the use of omega-3 oil or consumption of fish didn't decrease depression or suicide, and in 2001, a study of 42,612 men and women reported that after more than 9 years the use of cod liver oil showed no protective effect against coronary heart disease (Hakkarainen, et al., 2004; Egeland, et al., 2001)."

No results. There's a head-scratcher. 

"When animals are fed fish oil and then exposed to bacteria, their immunosuppressed thymic (T) cells cause them to succumb to the infection more easily than animals fed coconut oil or a fat free diet. Natural killer cells, which eliminate cancer cells and virus infected cells, are decreased after eating fish oil, and T suppressor cells are often increased. More subtle interference with immunity is produced by the actions of PUFA on the "immune synapse," a contact between cells that permits the transmission of immunological information. The immunosuppressive effect of fish oil is recognized as a useful aid in preventing the rejection of transplanted organs, but some studies are showing that survival a year after transplantation isn't improved."

Furthermore, in the article it was said that the test animals were very resistant to eating fishy foods. Do they know something we don't?

As with anything, proceed with caution. I personally am discontinuing fish-oil supplementation. The only real reason to take it is to improve your Omega-6 to Omega-3 ratio anyway, but those of us who eat low Omega-6's shouldn't even worry too much (more reason to eat on the Paleo Diet).

In my opinion, you should aim for a tight ratio without supplementation.

Here's a short article talking about both Omega-3's and 6's. Check it out.

This of this segment as Step 1 to fixing your ratio:

"... [to] cut down on omega-6 levels, [reduce] consumption of processed and fast foods and polyunsaturated vegetable oils (corn, sunflower, safflower, soy, and cottonseed, for example). At home, use extra virgin olive oil for cooking and in salad dressings."

Everyone's an Artist

Art is what makes me get up in the morning. Writing some prose or producing some music are the two things in life I'll never give up.

I get a nagging feeling in the back of my mind whenever someone praises me for being an artist -- I know they don't think of themselves as one.

The way I see it is that everyone is an artist. I'm sure back in caveman days everyone took part in dance, song, drawing, and story-telling. These things were not "exclusive" to artists. Everyone was an artist.

I think it is only until recent times that Art has become the central focus of a persons life and decentralized from society as a whole. I doubt that there was a caveman in a tribe that was dedicated to Art -- he had to find food and build homes too.

So I hate it when people think they can't be artists. Every time you tell a story to someone you're making art. Every narrative you wrote in school is art. I don't care how shitty it is -- it's the self-expression and the act of creation that matter.

So do this for me. For yourself, even. Pick one of the following:

1. Write a poem or a short story. Fuck word count, just write something.
2. If you can play an instrument, write a song. If you can't, write lyrics.
3. Draw. Stick-figures are fine. Try telling a story with your stick-figures (you can "tell a story" with one frame as well).
4. Put on your favorite danceable music and dance for fifteen minutes.
5. Cook a new recipe today. Use fresh ingredients.
6. Build something. A model or Lego's or wood or brick.

Ultimately, the point is to create something. To produce something and to add value to this world. There are many different ways to do this outside of the one's I have listed (I.E. I don't expect any of you to produce a feature length film but if you have a camera a five-minute short might be suitable).

Remember -- have fun with it.

Everything in Moderation (Bullshit)

I hate when people say "everything in moderation." It's a cop-out; a safe bet.

"Everything in moderation." Bullshit, you wouldn't take arsenic in moderation. Oh, it's okay, I only stab myself once in awhile.

Meat in moderation? Fuck that, I'd rather starve. The things I love in life are things I consume way above a moderate level. Music, art, meat, vegetables, literature, oxycotin.

Joking.

Everything in moderation, including moderation --- Oscar wilde.

Note: this post was inspired by idiots. 

A Conversation With My Dad

I had an interesting conversation with my dad recently. I proposed that travel is a great way for a person to grow, to become more worldly and improve their character -- to become a "better" person.

He shook his head in disagreement. I was shocked, as I thought that this was a truth.

"Son," he said for emphasis, "you could be locked up in a room for a year and come out just as improved as if you had traveled the world."

I've been mulling this over since that conversation. You already have heard of this concept from the monks who meditate for decades to become enlightened.

Whilst I do agree with my father, that one could in fact, alone with his own fortitude and thought (or in Zen, lack of thought), become a better person. I still think that traveling is a faster and more efficient alternative.

Plus, who wants to sit in a room for a decade?

Food for thought, I guess.

The Road to Confidence

There is an interesting thread over at the RooshV forums about confidence. Check it out here.

The original poster asks how the many successful gamesmen over there have achieved confidence with women. There is a difference of opinions with some saying "approach approach approach" and others saying "it's all an inner issue, one that you need to personally bandage."

I think all of these are inherently wrong. Not that they don't bring about confidence, but that they approach the problem from the wrong direction.

General confidence is default. Every human being is born generally confident in this world. Newborns are not insecure.

If you are not confident, it is only because your confidence has been suppressed  -- stifled by the culture and conditioning that has affected you throughout life.

You must realize that confidence is not something you "get" but something you "realize." With the turn of a mental switch, you could be a rock-star.


Now, what's a pretty solid way to realize it? Force it. That's why the advice to "approach" a million women is so effective and pervasive in the community -- because it works. It takes a lot of effort and will power, but you will soon come to realize that you are, in fact, confident.


But is this confident something you truly "attained?" Or is this something that you have merely actualized.

Is this confidence something that you have achieved? Or have you become un-stifled.


This might seem like an argument of semantics on the surface, but with a deeper look we can see that their are differences in their approaches.

If you believe confidence is something to be attained, you will look for it externally. Things in this world will become the source of your ability to be confident. You will anchor your confidence on things without you, rather than within.


I.E. You approach 500 women. You become "confident." After awhile, you have a pretty bad dry spell, a losing streak. You question yourself  "am I truly confident?" If you suddenly lose the external source of your confidence, you will lose your confidence altogether.


If you believe confidence is default, you will try to awaken it internally. You will come to understand that you are inherently valuable and strong, which does not allow for foreign winds to shake you. Note: This sounds like a fucking fortune cookie.

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I find this to be a difficult concept to express through words. I would love to hear a comment or two from readers if you understand this, or if you want me to try to elaborate further. 

Cave Stories: Pook

Here is an interesting post written years ago by the man named Pook. Picture included.

Where goes your sexual energy?

You wanted to know what the matriarchy is, young one?

You've been living in a dream world. This is the world as it exists today. [Pook shows you a screen full of shopping malls, most television catering to females, family law favoring females, and an artificial type world where males do not try to be men and females do not try to be women.]

Throughout human history, women have been dependent on men to survive. Fate, it seems is not without a sense of irony.

The male's sexual energy generates more change than any other force on Earth. Male's sexual energy is so powerful that it completely overwhelms males and overrides their capacity to reason leading to suicide, mass carnage, and purple rages of jealousy. But properly harnessed, male's sexual energy creates empires, destroys empires, creates art, literature, music, and genius itself. Combined with forms of electricity, women have found all the energy they would ever need.

There are fields, young man, endless fields where males are no longer raised. We are grown. For the longest time, I wouldn't believe it. And then I saw the fields with my eyes, watched them pour poison into their minds to attempt to give female souls to male bodies and the male souls to the female bodies. Rows upon rows of androgeny where no one acted like a male or female nor knew how a man or woman should act. And standing there, facing the pure horrifying precision, I came to realize the obviousness of the truth.

What is the Matriarchy?

Control. 

The Matriarchy is an androgeny-centered world built to turn your sexual energy into this. [Holds up battery.] Look at the faces of married men, of tired zombie like faces. Look how they lose their hair, how their gut pushes out, and how they turn into a waste. Now look at the single man and how he has a fresh face on, a full head of hair, and still trim.

Your sexual energy, and the genius that is included in it, is desired by women to be harnessed like an ox obeying its plow-hand. But let us correct the appearance and reality. You have been blind because what you thought was the opposite.

Men are the emotional ones. Not the women.

Men are the prize to be sought. Not the women.

Men are not the sex-crazed, food-crazed Humans. Believe me, it is the women.

Women are not the flowers. It is men. And women see themselves as gardeners of those flowers, and will cut, nurture, water, and everything to make the man grow and bear fruit. Women love men as a garderner loves his plants.

Fucking Smile

I recently spent the last few days with a sore mouth following wisdom teeth removal.

Because of this, I was pretty much the saddest looking sullen muthafucka this south of the equator. Physical pain is one of the things in this world that can put a hamper on even the strongest mans mood.

As such, I had been pretty somber the past few days -- until today. I smiled.

During a conversation with my mother, I had an uncontrollable smile. One of those smiles that rips through even the most emotional bastards. The terrorist hijacker of terrible emotions.

And then I felt great. I felt so great I figured I should make a post to remind everyone...

Law #34: Smile often

You can find research on this, and I could go out of my way to provide you with it, but you're an idiot if you don't think smiling has a positive effect on your emotions.

You may not realize that forcing a smile can help, so try doing that sometime.

Note: It is very difficult to eat a paleo diet after wisdom-teeth removal. Most blenders don't fare well with steak.

Partitions

As I type this, waiting for my iPhone to download an Elysian Fields album (a band you should check out), I breath a sigh of relief and of regret.

I'm leaving my University to pursue grander and loftier goals, but a nostalgic leech is keeping me from enjoying the moment to its fullest extent.

I haven't really been a fan of this Uni. It's an extension of my hometown of plastic mannequins and high-end sports cars.

While packing up my things, I caught a glimpse of a book I haven't read in awhile, called "The Power of Now." A profound book (if you look past all the spiritual bullshit) that teaches you to just enjoy yourself now. The past does not exist, the future does not exist, it is always now.

Stop thinking about the past -- review, understand, and learn but drop it once it's no longer productive.

Rarely think about the future -- planning perhaps, but never day dreaming. Dreaming never accomplished anything. If you wish to meet the love of your life, go talk to people NOW. If you wish to become a millionaire, take your first risk NOW.

Law #12: Dwelling and worrying never accomplished anything -- so enjoy the now.

Do something. Do it now. Tomorrow doesn't exist. Yesterday doesn't return.

Furthermore, I find it interesting how the human mind likes to partition life. I've read some interesting takes on it and it is something worth understanding.

Personally, I have about five different major chapters of my life. The sixth one is about to begin, and I'm looking forward to writing with fresh ink.

Take the opportunity to think about your chapters. How many does your life have? How many times have you really grown dynamically, changed as a person, or just experienced something fucking insanely out of place that it left a huge impression on you?

The "I Don't Like It" Excuse

I was reading a post this morning on Roosh V's forums and the gentleman was talking about how he disliked club/nighttime environments that are conducive to picking up women and socializing.

He says things such as "I don't dance" and "I don't enjoy night-game environments (bars/clubs)" and "the friends I could go out with are just uninteresting" and other things.

Knowing that you need to look at the fundamentals root of things, I see an underlying trend.

These are just excuses.

Here's a personal account. I used to say I hated going to the beach during the day. In reality, I was just socially uncomfortable at the beach.

The same thing is going on here. I'd be willing to bet this individual is just self-conscious of his dancing, self-conscious of himself and too caring of the people around him at clubs/bars, and not able to let go and enjoy the moment.

When someone says they don't like to do something that is almost universally fun, they are probably just uncomfortable.

This isn't some sort of revolutionary idea. I know people who hate clubs but who enjoy them when they are there, but those people don't make the excuses. The excuses are your clue to the inner workings of the individual.

The person depicted here has a terrible case of giving-a-shit. It's an unfortunate illness where upon you care what other people think of you to the extent that it stifles your ability to enjoy yourself.

Fuck people. At the risk of sounding like a Roosh groupie, I'll quote something from one of his most recent posts titled "7 Things I Would Tell My Teenage Self:"

"5. Stop being concerned about what other people think of you. They don’t care about you. They are so wrapped up in their own insecurities and what you think of them that you’re wasting your energy trying to get accepted by strangers. Take risks, fuck everyone else, and note down what you learn. If you’re not making a lot of mistakes, you’re not doing enough."

This is pretty solid advice for anybody. The last line is of ultimate importance. Make mistakes, and enjoy the ride.

Remember Law #1

Have Fun.

"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!"
— Hunter S. Thompson

Why I Deleted My Facebook

The virtues of technology should not be understated.

With that said, there are some things that I find detrimental to one's own health -- like Facebook.

Here is a list of reasons as to why I have deleted my Facebook.

1. You are not you on Facebook.
Facebook is a social network. In most social situations, one wants to save as much face as possible and try to look as cool as possible. The problem is, in physical interactions it is easy to discern a person's personality based on their obvious strengths and faults, how comfortable they seem, etc. On Facebook, you only see things that "Person X" has dubbed worthwhile to share with others -- things people think will provide clout. Socializing is a game of status -- one that Facebook is not free from.

Physical interaction - real. Faults and everything.

Facebook interaction - padded. Faults are hidden and strengths are pushed.

2. You constantly ping others to discern your relative status.
This is something that everyone does all the time to figure out where you stand socially. You will look around a venue or a house party or a classroom and conclude as to who's hotter than you, who's uglier, who seems less cool, etc.

Now, in problem 1, I have identified that people in real life are real and people in Facebook are padded. The problem arises here when you begin to ping padded people for your relative status. A lot of the time one might think "man these people are always having a great time" or "man this guy hangs out with more pretty girls than I do" or "man this girl is so out of my league she's got so many guys on her arm."

Do you see the issue here?

They only post pictures of these things because these are the only things worth sharing. That guy probably spends 1 day a week at most with a girl, but because all his pictures are of parties and bitches you assume he's neck deep in pussy. If we took pictures for his whole life, proportionally you'd have one picture with a cute girl and six with him eating Doritos playing Call of Duty with his buddy Ryan.

Same thing with the girl. She probably goes out on the weekends with a camera to take a shitload of pictures with guys admiring her so she can show off to her friends. The other five days of the week she's watching the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants and killing her second tub of moose tracks.

They aren't doing this consciously (at least I don't think so). No one would ever admit they are abusing Facebook for validation. But they are...

3. Facebook is a "Validation Engine."
What is the point of pretending you live an amazing lifestyle? To be better than others. To look better than others.

Have you ever seen a cute girl's picture and the comments below are 50% her girlfriends saying "grl u look soooo pretty xoxoxo love uu!!!!" and then some guys saying "beautiful as always" or something vomit-inducing like that. All this does is validate the girl. It lets her know shes pretty, and if she puts up more pictures she will be further validated on her prettiness -- regardless of who is actually validating her.

I honestly think it's an unwritten rule for girls on Facebook that says "If I validate your pseudo-modeling picture that you got taken for 20 bucks and a blowjob then you validate my pseudo-modeling photo that I got taken for FREE plus the complete loss of my self-esteem."

Guys are guilty of this too. I have a friend who is always saying "we need a Facebook photo for this" or "I'm totally making this my default." The only reason a guy (or girl) would want to take a picture specifically for Facebook is so that they can potentially be validated on it. No one truly cares about your pictures except your mother.

This validation thing is getting terrible. It is causing a wave of positive reinforcement onto ugly girls and socially inept guys. People wonder why American girls are so fucking difficult to deal with and why they all have "princess syndrome" -- well I'm here to say that a huge reason behind that is Facebook. When Susie McFathandles gets complimented every fucking day on her 160 degree angle tit-shot pictures (by her other ugly friends no doubt), she develops a false sense of superiority that translates into her interactions with other people.

This doesn't translate for guys because they don't get enough validation on their Facebook. It just doesn't happen. A man is judged way more by his actions and character than by his photos and looks -- things that Facebook cannot truly show (besides the occasionally still shot).

4. To prove a fucking point.
You should see the look on people's faces when I tell them I don't have a Facebook. Similar reactions could be attained by saying "there's a giant-ass spider on your shoulder" or "your parents are both critically injured from a car accident" or "Sarah Palin got elected president." I bet the look on war-widows faces when the army soldiers tell them their husband died in action are less surprised and distraught than the reactions I get.

I've come to believe people think Facebook is a vital organ. One that you cannot have removed. One day I ran into a friend of mine and we ended up talking about Facebook. She said she had deleted hers -- a.k.a an instant boner from me (girls who don't need validation rock). She then immediately followed that by saying something like "I restored it because my friends kept bugging me." Insta-flacid. She lasted a day I think.

I do enjoy the responses I get. I won't deny that I derive a validation from the reaction. I find it hilarious how important Facebook is to the vast majority. The only person who didn't care is the only other person I know who deleted his Facebook. Even my parents, in their late 50's, concluded it was an odd action on my part.

Disconnecting from any sort of technology has it's own benefits in my opinion. You ever just leave your phone off for a day or two? How about a week? There's a social burden lifted. You are no longer connected, no longer plugged in -- it is relieving. I recommend trying the disconnect, even for a day, if you never have. You can get a lot of shit done if you don't spend so much time net-socializing.

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Letter of a Burning Man

On Thursday morning, June 16, The Sentinel received a "last statement" via mail from a man who insinuated that he planned to set himself on fire in front of the Cheshire County Court House, and an explanation of why he intended to do so. Through further reporting, The Sentinel is confident this is from the victim of Wednesday afternoon's fire, although police have not yet received confirmation of his identity. The 15-page statement is printed in full, except for two redacted items: The names of the man's mother and his three children.  Details will be posted as they become available.

 A man who could not stand for the way our government treated him. I quote him...

"Better to die a free man than live as a serf."

Please indulge in his letter over here.

In case this becomes deleted because of it's truthfulness (the bane of our current establishment), I have saved it and may reproduce it on future notice if necessary.

Anyone interested in the Men's Rights Movement need read this.

Cave Stories: Assanova

Every once in a while I'll post something from another author that I think is valuable information or advice. In this instance, I have a post from the bygone Assanova blog that I think is simple yet effective advice regarding game and sex.

I would link to his blog, but it is currently disabled. If any parties want me to remove this content, please ask.

How To Get More Sex
You're probably sitting and wondering why you're not getting more sex. Let me tell you another little story about how I went almost a year without sex from any new women, and how I all of a sudden started sleeping with new women all of the time. Some of you are probably thinking because of improvements such as my "social circle", "game", "looks", or by using easier women to my advantage. While none of those reasons are wrong, they are not the main reason why I started sleeping with so many women so quickly.

Then what was it? It was one simple mindset: I gotta get laid. Only then did I get in touch with my true masculinity, and stopped being so passive with women. I approached every attractive woman I saw, I sometimes quickly made-out with them, I quickly invited them home, if I got a number I almost always invited them to my apartment, and if we were alone I almost always went for sex.

It's as if I had let my sex drive completely control me. I didn't care about rejection, using the right words, what other people thought of my actions, game, if the girl thought I was attractive enough, how macho or manly I was, or any of the other stuff that you read about.

I simply let my sex drive control me, and took the quickest and easiest path to getting sex. Some of those girls were hot, some were average, and some were not. That was the one thing that instantly turned me into a sport sex champion. I didn't do a lot of thinking or analyzing about how to come at the girl, or how I appeared to her or my friends; I simply acted on my desires without much thought.

Why does it work? It works because women respond to aggressiveness. It also works because there is not a lot of room for flaking, for women to change their minds, and not a lot of game to analyze. It's simply go after the girl I want, quickly invite her home, get her alone, and go for sex. Almost no game whatsoever. Simply want sex, go after sex, get sex. If you want more sex with more women, you have to clear your mind of everything except for one goal: get sex now.

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You're not getting laid because you're too focused on game, the woman's reaction, coming off a certain way, and are too worried about what other people will think of you. If you want to get laid more, just focus on getting sex, and getting sex now. When you just focus on sex, and if the girl is at all sexually interested in you, a lot of the obstacles will handle themselves. Never underestimate your intuition when it is driven by sex. 

Alcohol and Health

I'm going to vomit some select quotes from The Great Cholesterol Con here that deal with alcohol.

"In the United States, alcohol-related mortality is the third most common cause of death, claiming almost 110,000 lives every year -- over four times the number of deaths from illicit drug use."

 "...one alcoholic drink per day raises [breast-cancer] risk by fourteen percent while two and three drinks per day raise breast cancer risk by forty-one and fifty-nine percent, respectively."

He then goes on to review studies that show that "moderate alcohol consumption aligns with lower all-mortality rates." This, along with the idea that red wine is "healthy" for you, are consequences of poor control variables in various studies. The studies failed to separate abstainers from the different levels of drinkers. "In some instances, people who had not consumed alcohol for 30 days were considered abstainers." Those who drink healthier levels of alcohol also exhibit healthier choices in other areas of life as well.

Further on he talks about how drinking away from meals and binge drinking are "loser's games." In an Italian study, it was found that those who drank outside of meals suffered larger rates of mortality, especially in women. Binge drinking has been shown to cause episodes of arrhythmia, most often post-holidays and long weekends. This has caused an unofficial coining of the term "holiday-heart syndrome."

Ultimately, it is recommended that no more than 1-2 drinks be consumed and they should be accompanied with a meal.

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Now I'll be honest, I haven't cut back on my drinking since reading this information. I never drink excessively to begin with, consuming at most 3 or 4 drinks. I also don't always drink with a meal either.

I relay this information here for you so you can make an educated decision for yourself rather than just assuming what's been told to you.

It is in my personal belief that alcohol, when used appropriately and maturely, provides a net positive effect on overall health because it is a great way to let loose and enjoy life. We all know stress kills, and alcohol surely helps there.

Note: DO NOT use alcohol as a crutch to relieve your stress, but rather an additional tool in your enjoyment of life. Alcohol dependance is a serious issue and you should seek proffessional help. 

Otherwise, take a shot! 

Cheers!

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Moderated, of course.

Have Fun You Idiot

I could spend thousands of words writing on this simple topic, but I'm going in for the kill, short and sweet.

Law #1: Have fun.

Life is ultimately about enjoyment. Being depressed or sad or angry are pretty shitty ways to spend your time. Stress and anxiety are also pretty heavy fun-killers too.

You have to ask yourself, in all things you do, "am I having fun?" You might even be brazen enough to ask "how can I have more fun?"

I spent a great deal of time (two years) doing something that I thought would benefit me. Practically, yes it did, but emotionally I was not enjoying my experience.

Those learning "Game" might be familiar with this. Moving outside of your social-comfort-zone is one of the most grueling tasks for a man to do -- but that's only because we perceive it to be a grueling task. Why not have fun with it? The problem is that many men see Game as work and something they have to do like homework or studying for an upcoming test. If you can learn to have fun with something, you will rule it.

Even when something is happening that is particularly shitty, you could still enjoy it. Enjoyment is half action/half mindset. You could be fucking the most beautiful girl you ever met but be unhappy about it. You could have just broken a bone and start laughing at how funny it is.

So we have a formula. The formula is A+B=Fun where A is actions in life (those you chose and those that happen), and B is your mental perspective of A.

I want you to understand that "unhappiness" and "non-enjoyment" (possible inputs of B in the formula) are mostly an issue of non-acceptance. If you completely accept whatever has occurred to you, there is no resistance and therefore no negative reaction to the situation at hand.

"Oh well, I broke my hand."

"Oh well, I made one million dollars."

"Oh well, I got mugged."

"Oh well, I got a raise today."

All these situations have been accepted. Notice how the reaction to every incident is the same. Do not resist the resistant and you will be stalwart in mood. I read a book recently called "Zen and the Art of Happiness" that said "Everything that happens to you is the best possible thing that can happen to you." While this might sound cheesy or insane, this idea will keep your spirits up. Always ask "how will this benefit me?"

Everyone of us has incidents we are not proud of; Incidents that we shunned at the time that brought us despair, embarrassment, shame, or any of the myriad of negative feelings. These experiences ultimately shape you and make you who you are. Do not deny that they have contributed to your life.

Yes, some things are fucked up like child sexual abuse, but even then as an adult that person can accept it happened and move on with their life. Dwelling on the past and worrying about the future have never accomplished anything. Ever.

Note: Feel free to enjoy positive experiences fully while they come. If you get a million dollars or a raise, go ahead and pop some champagne. Remember, have fun.

This post started simple and I vomited stuff about acceptance and living in the Now. To read more about these concepts, check out the book "The Power of Now" by Eckhart Tolle.

Yogurt: Acne Case Study

I have recently been tipped off to an interesting concept.

If someone is lactose intolerant (like myself) that means I do not have the bacteria/enzymes to digest the lactose in dairy products.

Yogurt has "built-in" bacteria cultures that are capable of digesting the lactose. Consider them a probiotic.

The idea is that with enough yogurt consumption one should be able to populate yourself with enough bacteria to digest the dairy, thus eradicating the lactose intolerance.

I might give this a shot.