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1,000

Postby Guest » Tue Nov 11, 2008 6:01 pm

This is my 1,000th post. I figured since it is such a monumental number, I’ll make a big post. A post that talks about where I’ve come from, what I’ve done since I first found this lovely little community of ours, and where I see myself going thanks to this community and those I’ve met along the way. This might turn out to be quite a read, but hopefully my writing is half as entertaining as those of Bullrun…
I joined this community 11 months, 3 weeks, 5 days, 20 hours, 14 minutes, 47 seconds ago ago, and I don’t think it’d be too much of an exaggeration to say a lot has changed since then. I joined this community right as I somewhat conquered a huge battle with depression. I had lost multiple jobs, been shot in the neck (merely a graze…I’m not that bad ass), lost whom I thought was the girl I was meant to be with, beaten down and mugged in a “random act of violence” leaving me with broken legs and ribs, and hiding from it all in a graveyard shift job…working solo…playing video games and eating ‘til I felt better. At this point, I had fallen so far from what I once was (in shape, happy, popular, desired, out of trouble, etc etc etc.)

I was introduced to this community in a way many of you most likely were; The VH1 show. Actually, I take that back. I wasn’t introduced to it by the show, but just by the commercials promoting the show. I gathered enough info from a thirty second spot (the name Mystery, the ‘art of pickup’, etc) to Google for the information that would essentially lead to me getting my life back on track. I, of course, was unsure about delving in to this too far. I consulted a friend at the time, we’ll call him Nuke, and he was just as interested in the whole thing as I was. So began our journey.

I bought Style’s book first. Read it in less than a day. AMAZING. Never would I have honestly thought such a world existed. I immediately went out and purchased Mystery’s book. He’s the guy with the show, he’s the guy with the plan. I started reading this book a second time through 16 hours after purchasing it. Holy shit, I haven’t been this dedicated to something in almost eight years…something clicked with me, and to this day I’m not sure what, but I liked it. Nuke and I immediately started doing exactly what the material suggests: improve hygiene (honestly only a problem for Nuke…I’ve always been a clean/neat little boy), improve fashion sense (also something I didn’t really need help with), forced ourselves out in bars/clubs 4 nights a week, and did lots and lots of prep work. We had ‘Nights of 100 openers’ where we went out and had as many openers as we could memorize swimming through our heads, and opened 100 sets in downtown Fort Worth. We memorized a multitude of other routines that honestly, 90% of the time we bombed. We were doing lots of stuff wrong, but trying our best to make everything right. Openers, routines, stack routines, magic tricks, FTC (I was sooo bad at these), and of course the bane of my existence…becoming the dancing monkey.

If you’re not familiar with the term, let me clue you in. Have you ever found yourself amongst a group of people and all of a sudden you’re the center of attention? You’re captivating every single person in your vicinity with your silly antics, gimmicks, and flamboyant stories. Well, I had a BIG problem of getting stuck here. I was used by many attractive women and random men alike as a means for entertainment. Once I started, I pretty much couldn’t stop. Any and all interest/attraction I might have had, was pissed out the window when I’d reach over, grab my cymbals, and start doing my dancing monkey routine. How did I get over this, you ask?

Enter PicturePerfect and BullRun.

Around the Thanksgiving holiday last year, there was a post on this very forum about a couple of guys heading out one random night. I was done with my family get-together; I was chomping at the bit to a) get out and try more material and b) see some others in action. I end up meeting PicturePerfect at his house in Arlington. If ever you needed a good example of just how small this world is, about 2 minutes in to meeting this guy, we realize we work for the same fucking company. I follow PP out to Republic in Dallas. It’s raining…takes us forever to get there. I’m slightly entertained by talking to this PicturePerfect guy on the phone. He’s telling me his story as we sit in gridlock traffic. We finally arrive at Republic, and PP mentions that BullRun should already be there. We scope the bar, and I spot him immediately. The guy standing at the bar, Makers and Diet in hand, with the swagger of a seasoned pro and all the man jewelry one could possibly hope to wear with style. One thing I notice immediately about these two; they had a common trait…and that was they carried themselves with a strong ass frame (of course I didn’t know what it was at the time…I was still struggling with what to do after your openers hook!)

My meet with BullRun was brief, he had to “bounce to f-close a 7.5” he “#-closed the night before.” I was starting to freeze up. The sets were scarce (thanks to the holiday), the few that were there were HUGE (we’re talking 8+ sets), but BR and PP just jumped right in. They hooked a set of 7-mixed, one girl was playing with BR’s rings and PP was telling another about his drive from Washington to Texas. I was far more interested in observing than jumping in myself…but PP pulled me in. “…And this guy works with me. Look at this scarf…ain’t it fucking pimp?” he says to HBBlondeSlut. I freeze, smile, sip my gin and tonic, and headed for the bathroom. First night out in the field with other community guys: mission failed. I learned a valuable lesson from this meeting, though. There are people out there, like minded, who are looking for the same thing(s) you are, and are glad to help you on your journey. That, and that in order to break myself of the whole ‘dancing monkey’ routine, I’d need to detach myself from reacting to the attention of hot women…what a fucking sticking point to deal with…

Weeks and months pass. I meet several other guys from the community. Finesse at our pre-El Topo talk dinner at Hooters WITH El Topo himself, Vector at the talk, PlayerCool, Professor, Zine, Thadd, Ratio, El Fenix at various events along the way, and last but not least…Lion. Each of these guys had their own strengths and weaknesses, and I owe each and every one of them much respect for not only being a friend, but being a peer-guiding teacher.

A few more months pass and my progression is really starting to become obvious to me. I’m getting numbers, make-outs, and dates in bars. I’m starting to walk amongst the crowd with swagger similar to that of PP and BR that I envied back in the day. I start hanging with this group of guys on a semi-regular basis…unintentionally internalizing this as part of my being. Things were all starting to fall back in line…all by getting my ‘inner game’ under control. I got a good job, and was receiving many offers for better ones. I got my finances back on track. I was handling my legal responsibilities (both from the hacking thing and the pharmacy thing.) I was very social once more. I WAS HAPPY.

The icing on the cake came from the results of PP and I getting back in to shape. I had essentially gained 50 lbs. from the time I started college to the time we started the exercise routine that I hated oh, oh, OH so much. We combined workout routines and dietary plans from P90X, South Beach, and the 300 workout series. In just a few months, I dropped the weight, got a bit of definition and muscle mass, and so did he.

I think I owe a lot of my most recent success to one thing: moving in with a fellow pickup artist. I no longer had to watch when I’d talk about it, read about it, or even practice it. I had PUAs all around me nearly all the time, so my confidence in my skills increased rapidly. I was soon coordinating events for us all to get together and run amok in various places. I started receiving questions via Private Message on this board nearly daily. I started getting asked questions or asked for wing assistance at Friday meets. Most importantly, I was going places in my own personal game. My phone filled up with numbers. I met a few hot girls worth spending time on…and lots more that were nothing more than pleasure in the moment. I will never regret a single second of any of it.

I started hanging out with two other guys from the community around this time, Silvermouth and Weaver. They were local to my side of the metroplex, and liked to frequent many of the same venues as myself. Hell, we even ran similar style game. I guess you can consider this the starting of what is referred to here as, “The Fort Worth crew”. If you’re ever in our neck of the woods, give us a shout!
Questions really started rolling in, and I decided to start meeting up with guys one-on-one occasionally. I’d get to know the guy, bring him in to a social circle that I had built from the ground up, hype him up, and start working on what he needed improvement on. I’ll admit to being no-where near perfect or professional, but you learn A LOT about yourself from teaching what you DO know to someone else. I really started to feel slightly invincible with all these tactics and skills I developed over the past few months, but soon I would find out that I was still quite vulnerable…to heartbreak.

I met a chick on Cinco De Mayo, at the Smirks and PicturePerfect Cinco De Mayo celebration at Dukes. Quite a few guys showed up to this, including the OKC guys…sure it was right after the Mystery talk, but hey…convenience is convenience. At this point I was beyond the point of canned material and fake routines, and basically just ran my sets with a very loose framework of methodology in my head. Everything went smooth as butter. Flowed and escalated with ease, #/kiss close, dates to follow…then soon dating. Got too serious too quick, and blew up in my face. I took it hard, but it was the wise words of those I had grown to call ‘brothers’ from this community that helped me insert my spine once again.

Since then, I’ve succeeded where I never thought I would. 9’s and 10’s, chicks with douche bag boyfriends, chicks with douche bag husbands (I am not bragging about this...karma will fuck me for it), girls who once thought they were too good for me, girls in all the cities I’ve traveled to for work…the list goes on. I have developed a group of friends, both male and female, that I cherish greatly. I have options when it comes to dating and relationships. I can confidently go pretty much anywhere and either get a girl of interest, or simply be viewed as a man of high value.

Gentlemen, I write this message here today not to brag, not to boast, not to suck my own dick via rather winded forum post. I write this to say thank you. Thank you to the community, Thank you to those who started this WHOLE thing, Thank you to the great MEN I’ve met through it all, and most importantly…I thank the wonderful women I’ve met, liked, and loved (yes, even those who broke my heart way before I learned of ‘The Game.’)

~Smirks


-PS-

I also want to give respect to a few whom I've met and learned from that did not get mention above. Grimm and TopDog, I met you two and immediately sensed that you were a cut above the rest. Much respect goes out to you and yours.
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Postby Guest » Tue Nov 11, 2008 8:04 pm

Very inspiring! :)
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Postby Guest » Tue Nov 11, 2008 8:16 pm

Even though we don't hang out much the last few times I have really seen your game come alive(Not your game itself but the results). You definitely have elevated everything in your life greatly in the past few months.

I love posts like these. Most people will never have the oppurtunity to write something like this. Most give up too soon to see what can happen.

Well done Sir
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Postby Guest » Tue Nov 11, 2008 8:28 pm

Smirks,

Real inspirational read... thanks for sharing and appreciate the shout...

Hopefully we'll get more chances to hang, even though the opposite sides of DFW we are on make it tough

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Postby Guest » Tue Nov 11, 2008 8:53 pm

Awesome story... the kind I hope to write some day :)
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Postby Guest » Tue Nov 11, 2008 9:18 pm

wow i cant beleive i read all that...I wanna start by saying you were so right, your not as funny as bull run. However, your writing was still inspirational enough to keep my add mind fixated on the words that obviously are heart felt. And unlike those above me i would also like to say congrats on a 1000 posts!
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Postby Guest » Tue Nov 11, 2008 10:57 pm

Congrats on the 1000th post and more importantly the, the valuable life experiences, friends and happiness the community has brought you...

I have met a few of the guys you've mentioned and they are all upstanding men...

i read a quote in someones sig and it goes something like this, "to be with an amazing woman, you either have to be an amazing manipulator or an amazing man" i still have lots to learn, but just started my journey to becoming a self-improved man...thats one of the greatest thing about the community...its not only to go out and meet women, its about changing youself, your life...for the better...



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Postby Guest » Wed Nov 12, 2008 9:59 am

Smirks:

You are truly a success story my friend. To be honest, it took me a while to realize that the Smirks I met at Republic was the same as the Smirks I met a few months later. You changed that much.

The great thing I've noticed about you, and this is something that the guys that are a little better have, is that you really are in your own world. I watch you now and see that you are living your life for you, it is YOUR world and we are simply characters (some more than others) in your story.

You seem so indifferent to whether or not people accept or don't accept you...funny thing is that that ideology of indifference is exactly what causes people to want to be around you. You're not out to prove yourself, you're not out to impress anyone, you're not out to 'win' anyone over, you simply want to share your awesomeness with others. This is the PUA way...

I'm proud of you bro. Your story is an inspiration. Make no mistake my friend, you've helped changed me, and I would expect many of the guys you've mentioned, in ways that you, and I for that matter, will probably never fully understand. For that, I thank you.

And, I miss your bald head...seriously I do.

Congrats...

[P.S. the LR from that 7.5 was fucking classic!!! I'm not much of a FR/LR kind of guy but I thinks I might posts said LR for for shits and giggles.]
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