An LTR of mine has this friend. We'll call him Prophet, because the first time I met him I could have sworn I was talking to the messiah. This guy is the PERFECT AMOG. He's not a muscled out meat head. He's not a loud and obnoxious "friend". He's not the good looking natural.
He's a below average looking applied chemistry major who barely says a word. Yet AS SOON as he enters into a room, for some reason, ALL the attention goes to him. The room could be full of some of the greatest naturals, and as soon as he walks in they and all of the chicks they were gaming would IMMEDIATELY start qualifying themselves to him.
I was at a bonfire a few weeks ago with a big group of people. High value people too. Skin Industries models, dancers, etc. We're in the middle of having a crazy time when all of the sudden everyone's conversation stopped because Prophet brought up how cool it was that the soda cans were turning into aluminum oxide when he threw them into the fire. Everything stopped for a good 20 minutes while he talked about how awesome it was. This wasn't to chem majors. This was to Skin Industries models....
We go to the party. I have fun opening sets, he has fun being the center of attention (as always). We get to talking. He starts going on about pressurizing the keg (which was broken, at this point). All eyes are on him as he speaks about how pressure works and how interesting this is (weirdest thing ever. Seeing 8's 9's and 10's get doughy eyed from a physics lecture). I, in my drunken state, have had enough of this. His frame is SUPER strong. These girls are looking at him like he's a GOD while he barely acknowledges them and lectures about PHYSICS at a FRAT PARTY. PHYSICS!!! I can't take it anymore...
Me: "Prophet?"
Prophet: "Yeah?"
Me (with a tiny little smirk): "Shut the **** up"
He gives me a look similar to one I'd give if I saw a little green man with seven eyes walk into my room and take my stuff. It was SO FAR outside his reality, SO FAR outside of anything that happened to him in his life, that something snapped inside of him.
I held my eye contact. He shuts up. I start talking. He starts listening. Soon we're opening sets together. Self amusing together. Getting hyphy together.
By the end of the night, we were the best of friends. I didn't do anything to the guy's frame. I just removed myself from it. I did something SO FAR outside of his reality that I just removed myself from it.
Talked to my mLTR the next day.
mLTR: "Thank GOD!"
Me: "Eh?"
mLTR: "I'm glad you and prophet became friends. It was either that, or you guys were both going to become arch-enemies."
Me: "It was pretty close to the latter..."
mLTR: "You should have seen you two together. Both of your personalities were amplified exponentially. All the eyes in the place were on the two of you. It was really cool. I've never seen anyone retain their individuality in front of him. But you two are such unique people, watching the both of you was like watching something historic happen..."
That was a pretty cool little speech. It made me realize how far I've come. The guy is generally regarded as a God on Earth for some reason wherever he goes. People are constantly raving about how different this guy is. How one day, he'll rule the world (I don't disagree). Being put on that level is something that never would have happened a year ago. Thanks guys.
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i don't want to meet him. ("prophet")
i think he's an over-rated d-bag and all these people are hypnotized by his bull****tery.
Until you meet him. You'll probably still hate him. You'd do your best to prove that you were above his "bull****tery". And then you'll find yourself qualifying yourself to him. Or you'll find that you're being totally ignored because you're the jerk that's trying to tool him. It's one of those "seen to be believed" things, but me and my mLTR joke about it all the time. The only people I've EVER seen hold their frame around him is the single GREATEST natural I know (I joke about how he's going to be president, and prophet's going to be the one pulling the strings behind him) and Prophet's best friend, who is on par with Prophet, but in a different way (the guy speaks like he's retarded, is below average looking, cracks jokes that don't make any sense at all, and is constantly surrounded by women...wtf?).
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I loved this story and way you prospered.
Any insights on the way Prophet talks, moves, acts? Does he act by those 25 (I believe) rules about body language?
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Just looked over them again. I've never seen the guy actively try and pick up a girl. So some of those points don't apply. All the ones that talk about body language hold true, but to such a crazy point of congruence its not even funny. However, he doesn't speak in a loose or relaxed tone. His tone is consistently a strange mix of a VERY businesslike vocabulary and tone, and his own strange language and quirks. He speaks with a HUGE vocabulary, excessive curse words, Ebonics, and valley-girl phrases.
It's funny. My mLTR has just as much fun examining the social matrix as I do (reason number 267 she's my primary LTR), and she's constantly cracking up at the guy's sheer presence. She told me a story about how she went to a party with the guy, and by the end of the night, everyone was speaking in a strange Businesslike tone with ebonics, curse words, and valleygirl speak thrown in liberally by the end of the night. The entire place fell into his frame and started subconsciously emulating him...
Fact of the matter is, the guy has a few qualities that make him such an interesting person. First off, he's absolutely brilliant. He won federal funding to do science experiments with when he was fourteen. At the same age, he won what is tantamount to a Nobel Prize for under-eighteen year olds. Second off, he's a character. I went to a concert a few months ago with the guy. He pulled out a small vial from his pocket. "What's that?" I ask.
"100% pure ethanol. I stole it from the lab. It's basically 200 proof alcohol. We use it making bomb tests. I use it to get ****ed up."
He proceeds to drink the entire vial.
"Nothing feels better than getting ****ed up off chemicals you stole from the state".
Needless to say, he's an interesting human being.
Third, he's in his own reality, completely and 100%. If he doesn't like the track of conversation, he'll simply stop talking and zone out. If you say something to tool him, he doesn't even hear it/get it. If you say something he doesn't find funny, he gives you no courtesy laugh.
All these combine to make someone who, at their best, Lords over parties with funny stories and a strange sense of humor that you can't help but be captivated by because you recognize his brilliance.
He's a below average looking applied chemistry major who barely says a word. Yet AS SOON as he enters into a room, for some reason, ALL the attention goes to him. The room could be full of some of the greatest naturals, and as soon as he walks in they and all of the chicks they were gaming would IMMEDIATELY start qualifying themselves to him.
I was at a bonfire a few weeks ago with a big group of people. High value people too. Skin Industries models, dancers, etc. We're in the middle of having a crazy time when all of the sudden everyone's conversation stopped because Prophet brought up how cool it was that the soda cans were turning into aluminum oxide when he threw them into the fire. Everything stopped for a good 20 minutes while he talked about how awesome it was. This wasn't to chem majors. This was to Skin Industries models....
We go to the party. I have fun opening sets, he has fun being the center of attention (as always). We get to talking. He starts going on about pressurizing the keg (which was broken, at this point). All eyes are on him as he speaks about how pressure works and how interesting this is (weirdest thing ever. Seeing 8's 9's and 10's get doughy eyed from a physics lecture). I, in my drunken state, have had enough of this. His frame is SUPER strong. These girls are looking at him like he's a GOD while he barely acknowledges them and lectures about PHYSICS at a FRAT PARTY. PHYSICS!!! I can't take it anymore...
Me: "Prophet?"
Prophet: "Yeah?"
Me (with a tiny little smirk): "Shut the **** up"
He gives me a look similar to one I'd give if I saw a little green man with seven eyes walk into my room and take my stuff. It was SO FAR outside his reality, SO FAR outside of anything that happened to him in his life, that something snapped inside of him.
I held my eye contact. He shuts up. I start talking. He starts listening. Soon we're opening sets together. Self amusing together. Getting hyphy together.
By the end of the night, we were the best of friends. I didn't do anything to the guy's frame. I just removed myself from it. I did something SO FAR outside of his reality that I just removed myself from it.
Talked to my mLTR the next day.
mLTR: "Thank GOD!"
Me: "Eh?"
mLTR: "I'm glad you and prophet became friends. It was either that, or you guys were both going to become arch-enemies."
Me: "It was pretty close to the latter..."
mLTR: "You should have seen you two together. Both of your personalities were amplified exponentially. All the eyes in the place were on the two of you. It was really cool. I've never seen anyone retain their individuality in front of him. But you two are such unique people, watching the both of you was like watching something historic happen..."
That was a pretty cool little speech. It made me realize how far I've come. The guy is generally regarded as a God on Earth for some reason wherever he goes. People are constantly raving about how different this guy is. How one day, he'll rule the world (I don't disagree). Being put on that level is something that never would have happened a year ago. Thanks guys.
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i don't want to meet him. ("prophet")
i think he's an over-rated d-bag and all these people are hypnotized by his bull****tery.
Until you meet him. You'll probably still hate him. You'd do your best to prove that you were above his "bull****tery". And then you'll find yourself qualifying yourself to him. Or you'll find that you're being totally ignored because you're the jerk that's trying to tool him. It's one of those "seen to be believed" things, but me and my mLTR joke about it all the time. The only people I've EVER seen hold their frame around him is the single GREATEST natural I know (I joke about how he's going to be president, and prophet's going to be the one pulling the strings behind him) and Prophet's best friend, who is on par with Prophet, but in a different way (the guy speaks like he's retarded, is below average looking, cracks jokes that don't make any sense at all, and is constantly surrounded by women...wtf?).
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I loved this story and way you prospered.
Any insights on the way Prophet talks, moves, acts? Does he act by those 25 (I believe) rules about body language?
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Just looked over them again. I've never seen the guy actively try and pick up a girl. So some of those points don't apply. All the ones that talk about body language hold true, but to such a crazy point of congruence its not even funny. However, he doesn't speak in a loose or relaxed tone. His tone is consistently a strange mix of a VERY businesslike vocabulary and tone, and his own strange language and quirks. He speaks with a HUGE vocabulary, excessive curse words, Ebonics, and valley-girl phrases.
It's funny. My mLTR has just as much fun examining the social matrix as I do (reason number 267 she's my primary LTR), and she's constantly cracking up at the guy's sheer presence. She told me a story about how she went to a party with the guy, and by the end of the night, everyone was speaking in a strange Businesslike tone with ebonics, curse words, and valleygirl speak thrown in liberally by the end of the night. The entire place fell into his frame and started subconsciously emulating him...
Fact of the matter is, the guy has a few qualities that make him such an interesting person. First off, he's absolutely brilliant. He won federal funding to do science experiments with when he was fourteen. At the same age, he won what is tantamount to a Nobel Prize for under-eighteen year olds. Second off, he's a character. I went to a concert a few months ago with the guy. He pulled out a small vial from his pocket. "What's that?" I ask.
"100% pure ethanol. I stole it from the lab. It's basically 200 proof alcohol. We use it making bomb tests. I use it to get ****ed up."
He proceeds to drink the entire vial.
"Nothing feels better than getting ****ed up off chemicals you stole from the state".
Needless to say, he's an interesting human being.
Third, he's in his own reality, completely and 100%. If he doesn't like the track of conversation, he'll simply stop talking and zone out. If you say something to tool him, he doesn't even hear it/get it. If you say something he doesn't find funny, he gives you no courtesy laugh.
All these combine to make someone who, at their best, Lords over parties with funny stories and a strange sense of humor that you can't help but be captivated by because you recognize his brilliance.
