Just an old fiction I randomly came upon when searching for Red Pill fiction in the forum:
Written back during the 1940s, The Stranger is a pure red pill flick. It revolves around the life of a man from the day of his mothers’ death till the last days of his short life. Told from a first – person point of view, here are the valuable lessons I learned from this novel:
1) Dead is natural.
2) Live your life for yourself in every aspect, your priorities comes first. Nobody cares about others problems.
3) A man is another man’s best friend.
4) Set limits with a woman before she deprives you of your earnings.
5) Hate and love trigger the same emotions.
6) Place rational thinking ahead of instinctive thoughts or blind faith.
7) Man’s biggest punishment is the deprivation of his liberty.
8) Blind honesty is not rewarded. Learn the art of acting.
9) Love is a manipulative emotion.
10) Live your life in a way that you will remember it in the afterlife.
I have spent 3 months in Malaysia, 50% percent of the Indian girls I have seen were obese. Malaysia is in a deep slide economically and women here are looking for providers rather than lovers. Chinese and Malay girls recognise their feminine values as their best assets and use them to gain better life with higher status men. On the other hand, the only fat girls I see in my regular gym are of my own race. Indian girls are not taking care of themselves.
Met two girls* during a bar outing with my sister and her friend. They (Indians) were mildly fat, dressed below average, and talked garbage. The best part of all, one has a boyfriend whom I never seen. The second girl is apparently chatting to a guy through facebook. She is presumably looking for a groom for marriage. My guess is that they assumed themselves as beauty queens.
I decided to do some facebook scouting. What I found was horrendously crazy. An average looking Indian girl(HB 6) gets on average 3 times more attention that a cute French girl (HB 7 or 8) and probably a HB 9 Eastern European girl. This is insanely annoying.
A few months ago, I attended an Indian wedding of a friend. He studied in France and quite pleasingly, some of his buddies came over for his doomsday. A couple of girls came over. Sadly with their boyfriends except for one Austrian girl, a HB 7. Well, she was the only white meat on the showcase. I lost counts of the number of my fellow brown brothers who started orbiting her. It was an eye-watering sight seeing them getting her pussy dry rather than wet. I gamed her later on at the post party until I got cockblocked by my own sister**.
Analysing the situation:
1)Non-existant healthy lifestyle
I restarted working out rigorously a few months ago and am fast heading towards the 10 % body fat stage. The leaner I get, the less tolerant I am towards obesity. Seeing a fat person at the prime of their life rings to my mind that they have digested laziness as their main diet supplement. Readily undertaking a mortal “Fat Creating Lifestyle” is pure stupidity. Indians have bad eating habits, an abundance of rice and butter raking up the pot belly. But so do other Malaysians in general. Indian girls between the age of 20 to 30 hold the podium for a hippo look alike competition. I would include Indian men as well in this group. I won’t be surprised when they end up competing with American girls for the “Most Obese People Competition”. Another reason might just be boundless attention from thirsty seekers ending up inflating their sexual market values. Which comes to point No 2.
2)Social Network and Technology Bombarding
The dating scene in the first world has suffered largely from the back of tech explosion. Malaysian’s despite living in a 3rd world country have caught up to this bitter advancement. Having a classy iPhone is regarded as a necessity rather than a luxury. I’ve heard of girls who rate guys based on the phones they use. They spend countless minutes and hours attention whoring rather than performing purposeful activities. Don’t be surprised when you get weird stares while initiating topics such as hobbies, culture and arts with an Indian girl here. Most of these girls don’t educate themselves and rely solely on their fading beauty and imaginary internet life for survival.
These girls are getting unadulterated attention in social networks(despite being fat). Malaysians are prone to wasting their time on Facebook. Sitting in a restaurant with my mum, I have seen camera sprung out every few minutes. Selfies galore. After some investigation, I reached to a conclusion that most of the dating scenes here are executed online. Now those selfies aren’t surprising anymore. Flashing their made up cute barbie doll faces, these girls get massive attention leading to self-entitlement despite being average. I had a second cousin who dated a guy for one year through facebook. They got married a few years ago and are blessed with two children. At least they are happy for the time being. Having a good facebook account is a vital social proof in the tech-dominated world we live in now. In Malaysia, it can be your only lifeline. Some girls tend to underlook your initial conversation and appearance for a sleek facebook profil***.
3)Overbearing family members
Everyone knows that Indian parents are over protective. Not purely out of love or care but to prove to the society than they have done their task as good parents. Nevertheless, I love my parents. They have done everything they can and at the same time showed me most of the harsh real world(except on issues regarding picking up girls). Their over protectiveness must not prevent their adult children from making their own decisions and turn them into spoilt creatures. ‘Letting Loose’ their kids once they reach a mature age will create a diligent and independent Indian community rather than paving the road in creating over attached adult babies. We are certainly far away from this. Girls feeling entitled as their father’s princess are common. Boys still hold to their mum’s saree ( I remember being one not long ago) Expect your common Indian girl who grew up in a typical Indian community to be snobby and unreasonably demanding. In fact, the ugliest and fattest girls rank the top for these intolerant behaviours. Heard this before ,haven’t you?
4)The most beta guys in the world
As usual, she will have the lowly tail wagging dogs performing multiple essential tasks just to make her day. These guys get little help from their overly parental dependant upbringing and usually lack the spirit to fight the manipulative unjust girls they encounter. These boys won’t dare to challenge their parents despite being on the right side, mustering a pinch of thought to challenge an overblown ice queen is a scene lost in the outer space. But how many strong Indian men are out there? I believe that I am on the verge of becoming one in the near future. Sadly, most of them fear the red pill impact on their relationship with their family members which can lead to out rest.
Stalking is a big bad habit of most Indian guys. Wanking to girls pictures on social networks and sending creepy needy messages are not rare. These actually makes pick up harder and they fail to understand the impacts of their actions. There are probably a few thousand stalking on some random girls facebook profile while I am writing this article. There have been some serious cases in India where mobile shop owners have been caught forselling girls numbers to their male clients. I won’t be surprised if this happens in Malaysia. These guys are really creative but applied their innovation at the wrong place.
The problem is clear: Blue Pilled Cultural Regression.
Although feminism is working slowly into our society, we are far away from being infected by its virus. Despite the social downfall, there are still a large amount of attractive and feminine Indian girls out there. There is still hope in a condition that the loose patches are remade and enforced.
* These two girls could easily be 7s if they lose some weight.
** Girls can be your best wing and also the worst. In this case, I suffered the later.
*** I recently understood its worth in long gaming girls. I should really work on my facebook profile.
Been more than a month since I last gamed. It’s hard to share anything unless you are crushing those gaming barriers day and day out. When you are busy breaking your neck on other things, girls do come last. This reminds me of an extract from Krauser’s Balls Deep where the Master decided to hand over the red letter to pursue his newly found love of seduction after deciding to come out of the slavery cage. He had tons of cash stuffed in his bank by that time. Meanwhile, the writer of this boring piece of article is just your run of a mill guy taking baby steps into the real world. Men reach their peak in their 30s and it’s one of the reasons for their success with women. Many won’t disagree. I’m not going to ramble about Krauser nor complain about all those guys out there chasing skirts efficiently. Jealousy* does happen, sometimes it’s inevitable.
Getting down to business. During my Euro Jaunt couple of months ago, I met an American guy** in Lithuania. The guy was barely a player but he passed me a book, ‘Trying Not To Try’by Edward Slingerland. I stashed it in a corner of my bag at that moment, vowing to read it in the future which I pleasantly did. I failed to finish the book before losing it in the train I recently took, but I learned quite a bit about the essence of spontaneity and charisma.
The book speaks of early Chinese philosophy of Wu-wei(spontaneity) and De(charisma). The person might not be able to explain his actions nor give out the abstract information of his work. He meanwhile, knows how to do it. Give a champion cyclist a bicycle, he can ride it, can he teach others to ride as efficiently as him, maybe not. Out of oblivion, we tend to mess things up by over thinking rather than going with the tide. Wu-wei in principal means being in the zone by flowing with the current rather than stopping and analyzing or even worst, fighting it. The power of spontaneity is often overlooked, especially by newcomers which is not rare. As time flies, they are amazed by their own ability that they feel like they were born naturals. Not indeed, by practice and hard work, we learn to navigate through tiny gaps, avoiding barriers, then ticking the spontaneity box, before finally reaching our objectives.
Then comes De, our beloved charisma. Spontaneity results in charisma. A free flowing act will have people talking on how well you mastered the craft. Working hard in the other hand will make people question the difficulty behind it and cast endless doubts on your craftsmanship. A person with charisma appears unselfconscious. His acts, his words and his state of mind are always active and effective. He is one with his environment and thrives in it. A butcher skillfully cuts down an ox with minimal effort, a drunk man falling from his caravan getting up uninjured and Confucians daily repetitive beneficial habits enabling them to master the art of spontaneity. These people attained the state of Wu-wei and De at a certain point in their life.
Game is no different. The stages people go through varies based on their social intelligence. For a ‘Once Upon A Time Chode’ like me though was quite difficult.
1. Distorted Brain
Your subconsciousness does not have the input to allow your consciousness to approach without fear, resulting in approach anxiety. You lack faith and do not believe that you can succeed with women. You feel that cold approaching hot girls might get you killed.
2. Slow adaptation
You somehow muster enough courage to cold approach some girls. Brain starts to adapt slowly to your new endeavors. Full faith has not been achieved yet. Large portion of anxiety still exist but the few good experiences make you realize that approaching girls is not dangerous at all. You still get to live a normal life without being killed by man hating people.
3. Initiation of spontaneity
You start making routines and practicing lines. You spend a couple of minutes in front of the mirror talking to yourself. Your are training your subconsciousness to initiate spontaneity. Despite your best effort, your consciousness is not connected entirely to your inner self, hence the robot like expressions during pick up.
4. Auto initiation
By this time some of your routines might have worked or failed. You become aware of those successful ones and learn the essence behind them. You put in more practiceby doing more sets. After certain amount of time, your approach anxiety is reduced to an extreme level. Certain conversations flow automatically. I started jumping like a mad man when I number closed a Korean girl *** after my first 20 minutes of free flow chit chat. I literally went in without preparing any memorized lines.
5. One with the environment
In another word, normalization of the act. You are happy when you approach girls. You still get nervous from time to time. But you brain becomes aware of the mistakes and you improve fast. Your spontaneity level keeps on increasing. Your subconsciousness understands that cold approaching is normal and your consciousness is aware of any given opportunity. The sets does not sap your energy but in return becomes a booster. You are turning into a powerful beast.
6, Being in that moment
Spontaneity resulting in ultimate verbal bamboozling. Its you and the girl in your own bubble. This is where you will bombard her with your ultimate charisma game. Not easy to achieve and some people rarely get here.
Spontaneity and charisma are two interlocked traits. One of the topmost male sexual market value is ‘Charisma’. Game meanwhile is a tool which allows you to sell yourself in the best way possible to girls resulting in the need of charisma. Put to work, you create it enough to blast up your place in the sexual market. The best way to achieve it is hardcore practice and desire to succeed with women. There is a reason why the best seducers out there have been grinding at it for years and years. The same reason why 90 % of guys call it a day even before the first hurdle.
* I am extremely jealous of those guys day gaming in Europe, quality in SEA is shittier that those ghetto french girls.
** This guy spoiled my last day night out in Vilnius when I was beaming myself into god mode in a night club. I was not surprised the next day when I got had a hefty hangover.
*** I’m not into Asian girls but this girl was hot and flaked on me after setting up a date.
In my humble opinion, my text game suck. I have lost some pretty good lead resulting from my abhorrent texting methods. I have decided to scrutinize one of my leads that buckled up during my “Deadline Days” in France.
A blonde Frenchie with light hazel eyes whom I number closed in Lyon. A dream come true for every fucking Indian immigrant out there, yes even me. She was a HB 7 for me, maybe 6 for the extravagant Master PUA’s. She was wearing a flashy green cardigan, standing out from the dull routinised snobs. I used it as a conversation starter, complimenting it. Usual rapport building, some tease, compliance while always trying to connect emotionally. The latter, still a word disguised by stormy clouds in my brain, the notion complicated.
I sensed a fish in the net but still capable of wriggling its way out. So, I pinged her the same day, a few hours after the initial approach.
Me : This reminds me of your green blouse. You still wearing it ;).I reused a context from my initial approach by sending her a picture of a green colored washing detergent.
Her : Haha! Now you are seeing it everywhere. Normal ^-^. She replied me within 10 minutes. She played along. A good sign
Me : But it’s not normal to give a stranger your phone number just 20 minutes after talking to him. Are you always that nice with people? I decided to change the mood and challenge her. Ended with typical LDM text opener.
Her : Only with the nice ones. That doesn’t mean that I am not careful. We can sense it.
Sign of compliance. I am on the right track
Me : I don’t know why, but I feel good today;). It’s probably the magic tea that I drank just now. I decided to tune up the mood. I stirred it up a bit in a fun flirty way.
Me : Are you still alive?( 1 hour after the last message). A bad move. But she was leaving town for a week in 2 days while I will be leaving France before she returns. I decided to go all out.
Her : Sorry, I am studying at the same time. Magic tea?Signs of interest but her mind is occupied somewhere else.
Me : I drank it before talking to you, but it’s hard to swallow. I’m not sure if you are capable of drinking it. Rebuilding momentum
Her : But there is something inside?Her text becoming shorter and less vibrant. I’m losing out
Me : Yes! We add some love potion inside. Olalala. I’ll have to be careful then. I decided to spike it up back. I put the blame on her.
Her : Hahaha.Spike backfired or she simply is too busy(my ego blaming her homework)
Me : We will see if you can resist it. Tomorrow evening we will try it. Last throw of the dice for the night. I landed on side 1 of the dice.
She replied the next day,
Her : Sorry, I was studying till late night yesterday, could not text back. She reinitiated. My ego was right. She was just too busy or maybe she decided to give me another chance.
Me : Cool, I’ m at Burger King now with my friends. Can’t find anything green here.Not too bad to start back.
Her : Hahaha.
Me : So yeah, see you later at 6 pm. Place Bellecour. For the obvious reasons. I knew the chances were slim
No reply from her side.
After 2 weeks, I texted her back just to test Krauser’s repinging text examples.
Me : A dog started following be on my way back. Weird……
Her : Live long abandon dogs 😉 It worked
Time was not on my side, hence the peculiar need to push for the date the next day itself. The girl was a high yes girl. Reply rates within 10 minutes for all the replies, playing along my lines, and even retexting me the next day. It was mine to lose or gain. Left or right, cat or dog , rain or sunshine, circumstances were against me. I did not see this turning around the other way.
A few bits :
The girl‘s interest should not be taken for granted. I should have built more comfort over the text rather than doing the twat game.
I started well but lost out towards the end.
I threw the dice at the low point of the interaction. Bad move.
The extraction looked forced upon. Never natural enough.
She pinged me back the next day, even apologizing. I guess I didn’t do that bad.
The ping back** after 2 weeks worked, but I was such an idiot not to follow it up just until a few days ago. If she replies, long game beckons.
Text games are another beast. I had similar text experience with another girl that ended no where but lesson llearned.I am currently long gaming “The Beannie Girl” who is slowly starting to fade off **(she is a difficult one for my level of game) and another Malaysian girl I NBC during my first day game session at KL a few weeks ago. She is actually a friend of a friend whom I haven’t meet in 4 years. Well, the street is a mysterious dark lane, and I somehow crossed path with her. She is a HB6 but would qualify as a HB7 for those who are into dusky Arabic looking girls. The connection looks good but she currently works in another state preventing any chance of a date. She seemed fun and naughty but also emotionally vulnerable. Failure or success, this will be interesting.
* The French girl is due. The reply never came.
**Beanie girl is still on. Long game lightens up again.
Yay, yay, yay. I am no more in France. Yup, my visa expired, couldn’t get myself a job there. Don’t want to end up being an illegal immigrant. I took myself back to where I started my life as a toddler. Now, I am writing this wonderfully delayed article sitting on a bed covered with a pink Donald Duck bed sheet in my cousin’s house in South East Asia. No, I haven’t turned gay, so no worries. This article should have been written a long time ago, but I ain’t a machine. Haven’t had any chance or time to game here in Malaysia either. Bad logistics amplifying the mess even further. Living with my mom for the first week in a petty town, and now with my relatives. I finally found a job here at least. Just starting off, settling in a new place, and haven’t approached any hot chick since I left la France. Nah, I will never miss those stinky cheese, those half snobby French lasses, and most of all the ever grungy streets of France which is always covered by those stinky unpicked dog shits. But of course, I will regret missing out on French pussies. Damn, I hope I had learned game earlier in my life.
Nevertheless, my last 2 weeks in France was a hectic one, but memorable. Party, friends, sickness, cold weather, daygame meltdowns, but boosted by some vast improvements after some discussion and analysis of my game. So here we go, October sarging 3rd and 4th week. Well, 3rd week, one word, disastrous. I had 1 bloody fucking number close, and guess what, the girl gave me some fake number. I was having immediate blowouts, streaks, and streaks of those. I was mind fucked. 18 sets and one lame number close. This was worst than my meltdown in Belgrade. I was left feeling empty and disgusted by the brain frying nonsense given to me by my beloved French booties. I spit out my problem in RooshV forum. Well, four problems were identified. First one, style. Check out my previous post on that one. It saved me at least 50 approaches.
The rest. empathy, compliance and the most valuable asset in life, emotional connection. I learned these the hard way. To enter the wet hole, you have to enter her mind and heart. Not as easy as it is said. Every woman is different and is triggered in a different way. Sometimes there is no way around it. Let’s save it for later. I don’t even know if I understood what it means. Well, let’s get back to 4th week of sarging. Don’t be surprised, well experience daygamers won’t be, but I ain’t gonna lie.
4th Week Summary
1 Instant date(girl who wears a beanie as a hijab during winter, I laughed out at that)
No lays as usual.
3 out of those 7 NBC closes were high yes girls, including the girl from the instant date. Another 2 flaked (one of them a Thai girl)after the first two text exchanges. The rest flaked belly fully. But yeah, it was mine too lose. The 3 ladies were into me, replying me within 10 minutes, but my text game sucks big time. It was my last week in France, I pushed for the dates as fast as I could rather than building some comfort over the text. Boom!! These are worth some meta-analysis. The best example would be when I ended beta sizing the Thai girl by complimenting her from a position of disinterest. I got a “Thank You” as reply, the last thing I would want to hear from a girl.
The instant date. A tasteful experience with an Italian born Moroccan girl while sipping some English tea. I had 1 NBC from a tall French girl(HB8) just before, she was enthusiastic about going for a drink. She ended up in my flake list later on, never replying to my text. Vibe pumped up, I was singing some grungy Indian song, whistling while cat-walking down Rue Republique in the heart of Lyon. I saw this Morrocan turning her head,walking, looking, looking into the coffee shop. Nah, it was Haagen Dass, ice cream shop. Yes, ice cream. Ohh, I hate ice-creams! I opened her. She was dressed like a clown,colourful from top to bottom, different colours. After 10 minutes, we were sitting inside Haagen Daas. No ice creams, we drank tea. Hot English tea heating up our bodies during a cold french autumn. Without makeup, she was HB 6.5 at least.
I decided to call this girl, “The beanie girl”. She wears beanies during the cold winter as an equivalent to a hijab during summer. My body stayed still, my mind fidgeting. I finally had an I-date, and it ended up with a K-selected religious girl. I heard of those nasty horny Arabic sluts who hide themselves in veils but this one was an exception. She doesn’t drink. Never goes out late at night. A traditional girl that I won’t mind dating in a long term, except for the Muslim part. Bad timing, I was looking for a quick fun R-selected pussy. I decided to keep the date short. 10 minutes into the date, I sensed that she isn’t that girl that responds to asshole game, witty dry jokes or creative story telling. She is intellectually and emotionally triggered. A pure K-selected girl. I realized a few days later, intellectual discussion doesn’t not make a pussy wet, but the man’s ability to converse in-depth on specific topics and hold the girl’s attention gives the adverse effects. It conveys power and confidence which are vital tools in seduction. A powerful tool, but only if slight attraction has already established and this girl was surely attracted to me.
I bantered about science and physics, relating it with life, chaos theory, destruction, karma, and rebirth. Chaining it with certain movies that I watched evoking these theories. I avoided talking about religion to avoid offending her. In the end, she was a 19 year old teenager arriving in a new country far away from her friend. The next 20 minutes were spent on her talking about her life, me guiding her all the way. Next step, verbal kino!!!
Looking into her dark brown eyes, with a slow deep voice, I uttered, “You have nice lips”.
“What was that”, I heard the voice from the Arabic babble sitting in front of me.
I repeated, “I said, you have nice lips”.
The next second, she was asking me about my girlfriend, which I never had. This girl was game. I decided to tease her, just to test for some compliance.
“You know, I think….. you are funny, talkative, a bit smart, but most of all absolutely crazy.”
She,giggling and talking, looking at me, then her eyes gazing over her cup of tea, “Yes, I am”.
A few seconds later, I came to know that logistics were not on my side. She was living with her parents, and I had two blue pilled friends back home who are not aware of the existence of game. Despite the attraction, everything pointed out at she not being DTF. Affirmation needed. I touched her hand, looking at her fading nail gloss. She gave some nervy chill, she pulled back after a couple of seconds. Then, I was sure. I looked at my phone, told her I have to get back. We exchanged numbers and walked for a few minutes before heading on separate ways.
We texted a couple of times, but now I’m now in another country. The prospect of a typical Krauser initiated long game is my only option for the time being. Meanwhile, I am eager to start daygaming in Malaysia. Still yet to do any sessions for valid reasons. Daygaming is novel here, girls have never seen it before. I will probably have to start all over again……..
I know, I know, what happened to October Sarging 3rd and 4th week!!! I have not stopped daygaming of course. I went out, had upsets, got mind fucked, re-analysed my game, got some help and recovered. Now at 800 sets, still 0 lays but I learned valuable lessons which unlocked another level of my game. I will leave that story for another blog post where I will capture my tale during the 2 last weeks of the chill October autumn in Lyon.
Now, lets talk about K/R selections. This is a short post, something simple, nothing fancy, but stung me like a bee to the heart. Jimmy Jambone ,Krauser and other gamers have vastly talked and written about this mindblowing scientific theory. Each of them with different views of course.So basically,
R-selected : The lover or player
K-selected : The boyfriend or provider
R- dressing style
Each of these categories has their own dressing style which creates the appropriate vibe. So technically, R-selected men, the so-called players,serial seducers and the wannabe PUA(once me), would opt for the bad boy style. Leather jackets, skull sketched T-shirt, dark jeans and randy boots. Well, I agree, all these gives a real masculine vibe or even better, a strong “Alpha” model appearing on Harley Davidson ads. Now wait!Wait!Wait! Look back at the picture above, look at the black guy(dark-skinned guys such as me included here). How he would look without the unclassy accessories. Like a mafia war leader. His facial features radiates masculinity, the R- selected dressing style amplifies it even further. The headphone, nasty shoes in his right hand, the old man coat in his left hand and the chode like bag at least prevents the FBI or CIA from locking the man down in the dark dirty cellar. He is safe, at least for the time being.
Being stupid and ignorant,I followed the R-selected fashion style theory blindly, thinking that the multiplied bad boy light will help me bang chicks(I don’t carry shoes or bags of course). In the end, it’s just a theory. It worked for Krauser and probably some other daygamers , but let’s admit it, he is white and has a baby face. Dressing the R way brings a dangerous mysterious aura around him which neutralizes his baby face. I in return ,look like a bad boy from top to bottom, not boasting, people around me said it before. Going gangster backfired, and backfired badly. A step further, the geography or the environment of the day game venue plays a role. Dressing up is compulsory in France, if you do daygame then it’s mandatory, or else just stay at home, play video games and suck on a popsicle. I learned this quite late, my ego crushed, but was glad that I made the much-needed changes to my style. I go with a blazer, chinos and dressing shoes since the turmoil. This flipped the switch and the results were lightly electrifying. I rarely had blatant blowouts where the girl ignores me completely. The first impression worked wonders. As a beginner, this is vital as we can appear uncalibrated during certain sets. I understand why those chodes that I met in Lyon don’t come out anymore. For any players who is aiming to shoot your arrow in France, get your style game tight and go for K- dressing style.
Okay, now let’s go a bit more forward. How would a white guy with baby face look if he dresses the K – way.
(Left: Classy) (Right: Chode)
The college nerd on the right is a surreal pussy repellent. Losing those dorky glasses and replacing the blazer with a leather jacket and tight jeans might do him some good. His hair needs some adjustment too. A bit of saliva plus bubble gum would work I guess. The black guy on the left meanwhile ooze pure coolness. He would probably get a few IOI’s on the street from girls preying on dark skin. R or K does not matter. However, striking a balance between these two with what you were born with is a must.