George Gordon
Banned
Sosuave Members, and Invisible Loiterers,
Credit. It seems to me like that’s what everyone wants. Recognition. Praise. Significance. A sense of purpose. Respect, an awe inspiring countenance. I want this. I admit it. Do you?
Why?
I remember finding this board a year and a half ago. The initial excitement; the epiphany, the paradigm shift. The power I discovered by learning the perspective, and knowledge living in this forum. Experimenting, wanting something to show for my endeavors. Analyzing and writing about my observations. Even trying to impact and change the AFC perspectives of my friends, pointing out their follies, eventually, to avoid the discomfort, toning it down to hinting. Surpassing their ability and achieving a conglomeration of fear, anger, envy—and, yes, awe—from them.
We’re all at different places, discovering new territory; the continent is a personal choice.
Obsessing, is now what I would call it. Writing field reports which, I think were more a means to gain some form of credibility than anything else. Paraphrasing, perhaps; nothing new or fresh. Pride. Bloated ego. Visiting this board consistently. HESITATING. I’ve noticed, and also observed that this may be a transitional phase—wanting to exhibit what you know, how you’re steps ahead of other males; your ‘great and ultimate’ understanding of women and the game—in your development. I’ve noticed this trend with other aspiring Don Juans on the board. Posting small tips, something they found, long tips, writing elaborate articles and even ebooks on picking up women. Tactics, techniques. Embrace, live in it, and let it seep out. Then MOVE ON! Procrastinate no longer. Find your path and discover your own destiny.
Procrastination is masculinity’s sin; Action is virile.
Does your sosuave.com knowledge give you your significance? Is seduction your passion and your goal? If so, do you think it’s just a phase?
It became the fulcrum in my life for months. My world changed slowly. I started to attract women, get phone numbers, go on dates, etc. My virginity disappeared without noticing, or really realizing that all this would have been a dream a year earlier. Now…
Women are merely distractions that come in the way of a man building his Romes, and conquering distant countries.
I was out for coffee with a friend this week. He would be considered a nice guy. He had noticed two cute young ladies sitting near by, and let me tell you, it took a bit of effort to keep his attention on our conversation. Peeks, mentions, praising their beauty. I concentrated on my friend, our conversation. Enjoying myself. After a few gambols, which one of our laps do you think one of these cuties spontaneously dropped her number on? My supplicating friend was appalled, I laughed. Loudly.
Sexual prowess, being a sex object. This is not significant! It’s redundant. I’m sick and tired of these women whispering to each other, and ogling at my intensity, my long thick locks, every time I have to walk by them. Trying to brag and show me off to their friends. It seems that most guys come to this board to achieve this. For those who have become obsessed with becoming a DJ (as I once was), I think the largest, most important shift from AFC to DJ comes later on, after you’ve prided yourself on being a ‘high and mighty’ Don Juan. And that is when you:
Realize that women are not your passion; that your true PASSION lives and breathes within you—and, eventually, in the woman (women) that loves you.
What is your PASSION? I reiterate after many before. Oftentimes, it finds you. Marry your passion. Marry your goals. Commit to them, and they will commit to you. Spend time together. Follow your calling, your vocation, your craft, for you are fused. You are one. This is from where you derive your SIGNIFICANCE. Let your passion be a vehicle to recognition, praise. Your sense of purpose.
Don’t hesitate—RIGHT NOW—to stop reading, and either, search, discover, or immerse yourself in your passion!
It is a rare occasion that I browse through any of the forums here anymore, but rather find myself locating the ‘search page’ and typing in four letters: POOK. His advice has been pivotal. And I think after digesting his articles, adapting some of the principles and ideas he writes about, living in them, developing my own understanding. Maybe this has become evident in my post by now.
One thing that struck me (in one of Pook’s posts) was that he wished that the guys that knew, had real life experience and insight about women, about life, would stick around and post everything they knew. It makes sense. They don’t have time for they’re pursuing their goals and focusing their passions. Isn’t it an understanding, not a ‘12 Step Method’? However, it seems to me—and fortunately for a lot of us at sosuave.com—Pook’s passion happens to be writing, articling, or what you will. And he is deriving significance by posting here, bonding with his passion, growing by doing so, getting feedback on his writing, etc.; and we are learning. Thanks Pook! And, by the way, you’re welcome.
Know when to forget sosuave.com, the term Don Juan, Pook, and George Gordon; Know when to MOVE ON!
!GEORGE GORDON!
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One thing only I know, and that is that I know nothing. –Socrates
Credit. It seems to me like that’s what everyone wants. Recognition. Praise. Significance. A sense of purpose. Respect, an awe inspiring countenance. I want this. I admit it. Do you?
Why?
I remember finding this board a year and a half ago. The initial excitement; the epiphany, the paradigm shift. The power I discovered by learning the perspective, and knowledge living in this forum. Experimenting, wanting something to show for my endeavors. Analyzing and writing about my observations. Even trying to impact and change the AFC perspectives of my friends, pointing out their follies, eventually, to avoid the discomfort, toning it down to hinting. Surpassing their ability and achieving a conglomeration of fear, anger, envy—and, yes, awe—from them.
We’re all at different places, discovering new territory; the continent is a personal choice.
Obsessing, is now what I would call it. Writing field reports which, I think were more a means to gain some form of credibility than anything else. Paraphrasing, perhaps; nothing new or fresh. Pride. Bloated ego. Visiting this board consistently. HESITATING. I’ve noticed, and also observed that this may be a transitional phase—wanting to exhibit what you know, how you’re steps ahead of other males; your ‘great and ultimate’ understanding of women and the game—in your development. I’ve noticed this trend with other aspiring Don Juans on the board. Posting small tips, something they found, long tips, writing elaborate articles and even ebooks on picking up women. Tactics, techniques. Embrace, live in it, and let it seep out. Then MOVE ON! Procrastinate no longer. Find your path and discover your own destiny.
Procrastination is masculinity’s sin; Action is virile.
Does your sosuave.com knowledge give you your significance? Is seduction your passion and your goal? If so, do you think it’s just a phase?
It became the fulcrum in my life for months. My world changed slowly. I started to attract women, get phone numbers, go on dates, etc. My virginity disappeared without noticing, or really realizing that all this would have been a dream a year earlier. Now…
Women are merely distractions that come in the way of a man building his Romes, and conquering distant countries.
I was out for coffee with a friend this week. He would be considered a nice guy. He had noticed two cute young ladies sitting near by, and let me tell you, it took a bit of effort to keep his attention on our conversation. Peeks, mentions, praising their beauty. I concentrated on my friend, our conversation. Enjoying myself. After a few gambols, which one of our laps do you think one of these cuties spontaneously dropped her number on? My supplicating friend was appalled, I laughed. Loudly.
Sexual prowess, being a sex object. This is not significant! It’s redundant. I’m sick and tired of these women whispering to each other, and ogling at my intensity, my long thick locks, every time I have to walk by them. Trying to brag and show me off to their friends. It seems that most guys come to this board to achieve this. For those who have become obsessed with becoming a DJ (as I once was), I think the largest, most important shift from AFC to DJ comes later on, after you’ve prided yourself on being a ‘high and mighty’ Don Juan. And that is when you:
Realize that women are not your passion; that your true PASSION lives and breathes within you—and, eventually, in the woman (women) that loves you.
What is your PASSION? I reiterate after many before. Oftentimes, it finds you. Marry your passion. Marry your goals. Commit to them, and they will commit to you. Spend time together. Follow your calling, your vocation, your craft, for you are fused. You are one. This is from where you derive your SIGNIFICANCE. Let your passion be a vehicle to recognition, praise. Your sense of purpose.
Don’t hesitate—RIGHT NOW—to stop reading, and either, search, discover, or immerse yourself in your passion!
It is a rare occasion that I browse through any of the forums here anymore, but rather find myself locating the ‘search page’ and typing in four letters: POOK. His advice has been pivotal. And I think after digesting his articles, adapting some of the principles and ideas he writes about, living in them, developing my own understanding. Maybe this has become evident in my post by now.
One thing that struck me (in one of Pook’s posts) was that he wished that the guys that knew, had real life experience and insight about women, about life, would stick around and post everything they knew. It makes sense. They don’t have time for they’re pursuing their goals and focusing their passions. Isn’t it an understanding, not a ‘12 Step Method’? However, it seems to me—and fortunately for a lot of us at sosuave.com—Pook’s passion happens to be writing, articling, or what you will. And he is deriving significance by posting here, bonding with his passion, growing by doing so, getting feedback on his writing, etc.; and we are learning. Thanks Pook! And, by the way, you’re welcome.
Know when to forget sosuave.com, the term Don Juan, Pook, and George Gordon; Know when to MOVE ON!
!GEORGE GORDON!
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One thing only I know, and that is that I know nothing. –Socrates
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