Pook is astonished of the sheer volume of words in this thread...
Now I remember why I rarely post.
Page, I don't believe you understand Speed Seduction. On the outside it seems like a bag tricks and the tire hitting the road that you're looking for. Those who have practiced Speed Seduction for any good length of time (myself included) know that it has its own distinct mindset.
In Speed Seduction, you possess no identity. The focus is not on making your fantasy come true, it is making the woman's fantasy come true. All the patterns, rapport, weasel phrases and such are to lead her imagination into having sex. Speed Seduction is not seducing her physically, it is seducing her mentally.
If she likes bad boys, you become a bad boy.
If she likes nice guys, you become a nice guy.
If she likes loud guys, you become a loud guy.
If she likes funny guys, you become a funny guy.
Basically, if she likes this type of guy, you become that type of guy. Whatever values or interests you have, leave them at the door. The focus is not on you, it is entirely on the chick. The only focus on you is where you messed up and how you 'broke her fantasy' or 'connection'.
There is also confusion on what IS and what ISN'T Speed Seduction. Kino is NOT speed seduction. Kino is kino. Guys were touching girls long before any 'seduction philosophies' came about (obviously). Noticing body language is not Speed Seduction. I wouldn't even put neg hitting in the Speed Seduction category (we do our best neg hitting automatically to chicks we don't like).
Speed Seduction differs in that you project yourself as her fantasy. Having a conversation with a girl is not speed seduction. Paraphrasing her content back to her is. You get the picture.
When a speed seducer gets married, I wouldn't be surprised if he takes the woman's name. He might as well since he has no identity himself.
As for myself, I place the entire focus on me. If I just want the girl for sex, I better be honest to myself about it (chicks hate it when guys can't even be honest with themselves!). If I want the girl for a relationship, then I go for the relationship.
The problems with girls and even the world are not in the world, they are inside me (I consider the newspaper to be my journal). You solve the things within yourself and the world changes around you.
There are many rationalizations we have made with failures with chicks: the environment, the people around, even the chick herself. But there is only one problem: YOU. Out of a string of crashes and burns (or even worse, a series of imaginative scenarios because you are too scared to take action), YOU are the only common factor.
"Pook! Quit saying something that is so common!"
But it wasn't common at all. With the exception of Survivor, from this thread I've been on this forum the longest. You guys might remember the last forum but what about the forum before that? Everyone listened to Big Don and several others.
Speed Seduction was debated then just as it is now. It will be talked about in the future too. So long as people believe it is the holy grail to the paradise of pvssy, it will remain so. "But it IS the paradise of pvssy!" No it's not. It was your sureness in it that broke you out of your shell, that gave you the boldness to actually go after what you've been burning for, that did it.
If guys knew what women really thought, they would be much much much more bold.
When Anti-Dump appeared, everyone flamed him. He didn't care what the chick thought because the focus was on you. He was right.
I don't give a damn about a woman's fantasy. If it matches MY fantasy, GREAT. If not, then get out of my way. Women are masters at fantasy. I'm going to live my life fulfilling my fantasies, not theirs.
If you need a script to break you out of your shell, fine. The accomplishments are you breaking down your barriers. THAT is the only path to success.
When a guy gets over his shyness to talk to girls normally with the air of fun, I cheer. "But Pook! He's not getting laid!" Hush! He made a significant improvement in his life. He will now enjoy a part of life he couldn't before.
When a guy gets comfortable asking chicks out, I cheer. "But Pook! Who the heck cares about dates? He's not getting laid!" He just opened up a whole new area of life. He is living more.
When a guy outgrows his fear and approaches THE CHICKS HE WANTS I cheer. "But Pook! He is still not getting sex!" He is breaking his barriers. He's beginning to believe...
When a guy can easily make a move on a chick where he couldn't before, I cheer. "Why do that, Pook? You should tell him to go for the goal!" You pvssy whipped boy, be quiet! He is solidly breaking down the walls that held back his OWN fantasies, his OWN dreams, his OWN potential.
When a guy gets sex, I don't cheer. "But Pook! He GOT LAID!" Ahh, but you can get laid before breaking down these barriers. Getting laid is not an accomplishment. Anyone can get laid. Even 13 yr olds can get laid. But breaking down your own barriers to live the life you want.. THAT is priceless.
If a guy says to me, "Pook! She smiled at me! She WANTS ME!" I slap him around. "Foolish youth!" I tell him. "Keep the focus on you."
Find your barriers and break them. It may take a little bit longer for sex or girlfriends depending on how determined you are to re-orient your life, but the changes will become habit and won't be dependent on any chick.
It is that simple. And you can notice guys who can get girls easily, for they don't act like desperate little dogs.
I had to get my Dad to come over to my apartment to fix something on my car (normally, I would fix it but I lacked a certain part that he had). Apparently, some of the women must be spying on me since they were eyeing me like a cat. Some girls even offered to 'help' haha. My Dad just turned to me and shook his head at all these women interupting us. haha
At a job I had, a coworker couldn't believe what was going on. "Pook... the women... they all love you!" I just shrugged my shoulders and went on doing what I was doing.
It's gotten to the point where I can't remember their names. They ALL seem to know my name, even chicks I haven't talked to before (WTF!). It gets embarressing when they talk to you and you don't know their name!
I never stopped putting the focus on myself. Eventually, you get to the Ripple Effect point where rather instead of a handful of girls here and there, it becomes waves and waves of them.
BEFORE I reached for LOVE/SEX. NOW I reach for life. That makes all the difference.
Cesare says that all I say is work-out and read Shakespeare. How he gets this, I have no idea. Why do I not post details? Because I don't know your life. I don't know what your barriers are. All that I know is what helped me, what ideas that entered my Pookish mind that altered my life. Something as cliche as "You are the prize to be won" was not cliche when it changed my life. Sure, there aren't DETAILS surrounding it like a story. I can tell you my success stories all day and the only result would be IMITATION from you. In real life, when I see some skinny pale nerd plotting a Dungeon and Dragons map, I do not tell him stories of myself. Rather, I slap him around and say, "For God's sake, embrace your sexuality! Be a guy! Don't be an androgenous!" If he gets that single idea, he will change more than from reading a thousand 'field reports'.
"But Pook! I get what I want with SS!" Well, I get what I want too. But one day you are going to grow old. I don't think you'll be sarging and having all this game come out of your mouth when you are in your 30s or 40s (the older you get, the more ridiculous it becomes). You probably plan on marriage and kids at some point in the future.
Now imagine that you are married. Where are these skills at game that you invested so many years of your precious life in now? How will it raise kids and build a family? What identity will you have with all this time you were absorbing other girls' identities?
Let me illustrate another difference. Sosuave! Your cue!
Sosuave places a chick in front of Pook.
Now, I have noticed that I could be much more funny and entertaining. If I was going pure game, I would focus on her and what to do to get her back to Pook Place. Observe!
Pook approaches the chick, starts a conversation, and instantly the chick is laughing.
Pause!
Now what do we have here? Yes, the chick is laughing. She is laughing because I just broke down another barrier. Breaking these barriers don't come at once. You can chant "Hesitation equals masturbation" all you want, you can't escape the fact that everything must be made into habit. Aristotle even says, "We are the sum of our habits." I add some humor to my habit and DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT HEREAFTER. I focus on the next barrier and move on.
Look on the other side of the bar! The SSer has a chick! Come, let us hear what he is saying:
"Look at me! Look at me! All those Nice Guy dorks are going to be so envious of me now! I am being free while they are cooped up in their own fears!"
Alas, vanity's fair! You could compare ANYONE on this forum to a Nice Guy AFC and you'd still be better. I don't compare myself to LOWER denominators, I compare myself to HIGHER ones. I look in the mirror and don't think of skinny pale guys or fat guys. I think of models, bodybuilders, etc. When I make jokes, I don't think of a guy who is so shy he can't even talk. I think of comedians. And when I write, I don't think of high schoolers. I think of Shakespeare, Virgil, etc. Why compare yourself to the lower people? In my mind, I tend to hang around people that are better than me in many things so I can get better.
No wonder I hear from the women: "Pook, you don't know how good you are!"
Now I remember why I rarely post.
Page, I don't believe you understand Speed Seduction. On the outside it seems like a bag tricks and the tire hitting the road that you're looking for. Those who have practiced Speed Seduction for any good length of time (myself included) know that it has its own distinct mindset.
In Speed Seduction, you possess no identity. The focus is not on making your fantasy come true, it is making the woman's fantasy come true. All the patterns, rapport, weasel phrases and such are to lead her imagination into having sex. Speed Seduction is not seducing her physically, it is seducing her mentally.
If she likes bad boys, you become a bad boy.
If she likes nice guys, you become a nice guy.
If she likes loud guys, you become a loud guy.
If she likes funny guys, you become a funny guy.
Basically, if she likes this type of guy, you become that type of guy. Whatever values or interests you have, leave them at the door. The focus is not on you, it is entirely on the chick. The only focus on you is where you messed up and how you 'broke her fantasy' or 'connection'.
There is also confusion on what IS and what ISN'T Speed Seduction. Kino is NOT speed seduction. Kino is kino. Guys were touching girls long before any 'seduction philosophies' came about (obviously). Noticing body language is not Speed Seduction. I wouldn't even put neg hitting in the Speed Seduction category (we do our best neg hitting automatically to chicks we don't like).
Speed Seduction differs in that you project yourself as her fantasy. Having a conversation with a girl is not speed seduction. Paraphrasing her content back to her is. You get the picture.
When a speed seducer gets married, I wouldn't be surprised if he takes the woman's name. He might as well since he has no identity himself.
As for myself, I place the entire focus on me. If I just want the girl for sex, I better be honest to myself about it (chicks hate it when guys can't even be honest with themselves!). If I want the girl for a relationship, then I go for the relationship.
The problems with girls and even the world are not in the world, they are inside me (I consider the newspaper to be my journal). You solve the things within yourself and the world changes around you.
There are many rationalizations we have made with failures with chicks: the environment, the people around, even the chick herself. But there is only one problem: YOU. Out of a string of crashes and burns (or even worse, a series of imaginative scenarios because you are too scared to take action), YOU are the only common factor.
"Pook! Quit saying something that is so common!"
But it wasn't common at all. With the exception of Survivor, from this thread I've been on this forum the longest. You guys might remember the last forum but what about the forum before that? Everyone listened to Big Don and several others.
Speed Seduction was debated then just as it is now. It will be talked about in the future too. So long as people believe it is the holy grail to the paradise of pvssy, it will remain so. "But it IS the paradise of pvssy!" No it's not. It was your sureness in it that broke you out of your shell, that gave you the boldness to actually go after what you've been burning for, that did it.
If guys knew what women really thought, they would be much much much more bold.
When Anti-Dump appeared, everyone flamed him. He didn't care what the chick thought because the focus was on you. He was right.
I don't give a damn about a woman's fantasy. If it matches MY fantasy, GREAT. If not, then get out of my way. Women are masters at fantasy. I'm going to live my life fulfilling my fantasies, not theirs.
If you need a script to break you out of your shell, fine. The accomplishments are you breaking down your barriers. THAT is the only path to success.
When a guy gets over his shyness to talk to girls normally with the air of fun, I cheer. "But Pook! He's not getting laid!" Hush! He made a significant improvement in his life. He will now enjoy a part of life he couldn't before.
When a guy gets comfortable asking chicks out, I cheer. "But Pook! Who the heck cares about dates? He's not getting laid!" He just opened up a whole new area of life. He is living more.
When a guy outgrows his fear and approaches THE CHICKS HE WANTS I cheer. "But Pook! He is still not getting sex!" He is breaking his barriers. He's beginning to believe...
When a guy can easily make a move on a chick where he couldn't before, I cheer. "Why do that, Pook? You should tell him to go for the goal!" You pvssy whipped boy, be quiet! He is solidly breaking down the walls that held back his OWN fantasies, his OWN dreams, his OWN potential.
When a guy gets sex, I don't cheer. "But Pook! He GOT LAID!" Ahh, but you can get laid before breaking down these barriers. Getting laid is not an accomplishment. Anyone can get laid. Even 13 yr olds can get laid. But breaking down your own barriers to live the life you want.. THAT is priceless.
If a guy says to me, "Pook! She smiled at me! She WANTS ME!" I slap him around. "Foolish youth!" I tell him. "Keep the focus on you."
Find your barriers and break them. It may take a little bit longer for sex or girlfriends depending on how determined you are to re-orient your life, but the changes will become habit and won't be dependent on any chick.
It is that simple. And you can notice guys who can get girls easily, for they don't act like desperate little dogs.
I had to get my Dad to come over to my apartment to fix something on my car (normally, I would fix it but I lacked a certain part that he had). Apparently, some of the women must be spying on me since they were eyeing me like a cat. Some girls even offered to 'help' haha. My Dad just turned to me and shook his head at all these women interupting us. haha
At a job I had, a coworker couldn't believe what was going on. "Pook... the women... they all love you!" I just shrugged my shoulders and went on doing what I was doing.
It's gotten to the point where I can't remember their names. They ALL seem to know my name, even chicks I haven't talked to before (WTF!). It gets embarressing when they talk to you and you don't know their name!
I never stopped putting the focus on myself. Eventually, you get to the Ripple Effect point where rather instead of a handful of girls here and there, it becomes waves and waves of them.
BEFORE I reached for LOVE/SEX. NOW I reach for life. That makes all the difference.
Cesare says that all I say is work-out and read Shakespeare. How he gets this, I have no idea. Why do I not post details? Because I don't know your life. I don't know what your barriers are. All that I know is what helped me, what ideas that entered my Pookish mind that altered my life. Something as cliche as "You are the prize to be won" was not cliche when it changed my life. Sure, there aren't DETAILS surrounding it like a story. I can tell you my success stories all day and the only result would be IMITATION from you. In real life, when I see some skinny pale nerd plotting a Dungeon and Dragons map, I do not tell him stories of myself. Rather, I slap him around and say, "For God's sake, embrace your sexuality! Be a guy! Don't be an androgenous!" If he gets that single idea, he will change more than from reading a thousand 'field reports'.
"But Pook! I get what I want with SS!" Well, I get what I want too. But one day you are going to grow old. I don't think you'll be sarging and having all this game come out of your mouth when you are in your 30s or 40s (the older you get, the more ridiculous it becomes). You probably plan on marriage and kids at some point in the future.
Now imagine that you are married. Where are these skills at game that you invested so many years of your precious life in now? How will it raise kids and build a family? What identity will you have with all this time you were absorbing other girls' identities?
Let me illustrate another difference. Sosuave! Your cue!
Sosuave places a chick in front of Pook.
Now, I have noticed that I could be much more funny and entertaining. If I was going pure game, I would focus on her and what to do to get her back to Pook Place. Observe!
Pook approaches the chick, starts a conversation, and instantly the chick is laughing.
Pause!
Now what do we have here? Yes, the chick is laughing. She is laughing because I just broke down another barrier. Breaking these barriers don't come at once. You can chant "Hesitation equals masturbation" all you want, you can't escape the fact that everything must be made into habit. Aristotle even says, "We are the sum of our habits." I add some humor to my habit and DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT HEREAFTER. I focus on the next barrier and move on.
Look on the other side of the bar! The SSer has a chick! Come, let us hear what he is saying:
"Look at me! Look at me! All those Nice Guy dorks are going to be so envious of me now! I am being free while they are cooped up in their own fears!"
Alas, vanity's fair! You could compare ANYONE on this forum to a Nice Guy AFC and you'd still be better. I don't compare myself to LOWER denominators, I compare myself to HIGHER ones. I look in the mirror and don't think of skinny pale guys or fat guys. I think of models, bodybuilders, etc. When I make jokes, I don't think of a guy who is so shy he can't even talk. I think of comedians. And when I write, I don't think of high schoolers. I think of Shakespeare, Virgil, etc. Why compare yourself to the lower people? In my mind, I tend to hang around people that are better than me in many things so I can get better.
No wonder I hear from the women: "Pook, you don't know how good you are!"