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ideaGasms author Stephane
   Stephane

“The iG Circle Is Back In Montreal Again…”

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We’re back in Montreal after a three-week sabbatical of being 100% unplugged off the internet… which is something Ghita, Greta and I seriously needed to do. I was a little bit nervous in leaving ideaGasms, my baby, alone for three weeks without even going online once to check up on things, but thanks to my boy Sie, I knew things would survive without me.

So we left Costa Rica, the story of why & how this happened is kinda funny.

Ghita... what a faceGhita (left) had to go to Montreal to get a few things handled, so I sent her off, and then Greta and I went for a little trip of our own, to Panama, which is an amazing place that the girls will post about later.

So Ghita is in Montreal now, and she calls me up to say, “The ATM card isn’t working, can you call the bank to ask them what’s up?”

I call up my bank, and the guy goes, “SUUURE, I can help you with that, Sir. May I have your ATM card number please?”

“Um, my girlfriend has it right now, can I give you some other info, or can I call you back?”

“SIR, YOU HAVE JUST VIOLATED YOUR PERSONAL CONTRACT AGREEMENT WITH US, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO LEND YOUR CARD TO ANYONE. I MUST NOW BLOCK YOUR ACCOUNT. YOU NEED TO PRESENT YOURSELF TO YOUR BRANCH, IN PERSON, IMMEDIATELY.”

“But, um, Ghita is my common-law WIFE, man. Look, I’m in a third-world country. If you shut my banking off, how am I going to puchase plane tickets to leave Costa Rica and go to my branch in Montreal?”

“SIR, let me put you on hold and talk to my manager…”

*CLICK*

The phone disconnects.

I was using SKYPE. GRRRRRR

…In Costa Rica.

Not the best phone connection.

So I call them back, and of course, there is no way I can get the same phone guy again. And since the connection had dropped, he assumed that I got angry. So he just CANCELLED my entire banking access - the ATM, my online banking, everything was shut down.

…While I’m in Costa Rica.

So, I “demand” to talk to a manager, and she goes, “There’s nothing we can do, you must come to montreal to fix this.”

i said, “Great, can you please go online and buy me some plane tickets? I’m sitting in a third-world country with no money.”

“But Sir, you can use your VISA credit card!”

“Great, and if I had no VISA, what would I do, start plowing the coffee and banana fields to make money out here?”

She had no answer.

I have to admit, I was stunned. Amazed. Was this actually happening? Is this even possible? Legal? Can a bank f*ck someone this hard and this fast? I also have a family, and a team to support. When I make a move somewhere, I’m dropping money down on at least four plane tickets at a time. I’m not David DeAngelo. I’m still a small, new company.

And really, what would have happened to me without my VISA credit line? Like, what if I had no friends or anybody to loan me a couple thousand dollars? It seems I would *literally* be completely fucked. Workin’ the banana fields can’t be so bad… Faaack!

So anyway, just as this went down, and I was making this face –> Oh Shit! as well as this one –> Doh! …and a little of this –>

JUST as this is all going down …My cat spills a tall glass of water on my cable modem. No more internet. And trust me, tech support for internet in Costa Rica isn’t fun. Especially when you don’t speak Spanish. I tried to explain “MODEM BROKEN!” in 20 different ways… but the guy just didn’t understand.

So, I looked at Sie, and at Greta, and I said, “I’m going to take this as a sign that we need to get the f*ck outta here and never come back. Let’s face it, we were starting to climb the walls with boredom, and we got most of the things done that we needed to get done anyway. Sie, I think it’s time for you to return home to London, your family misses you. And Greta, since we moved here, the laws have changed, and now you’re allowed to go to Montreal.” (There was a Polish/Canada problem, and we couldn’t get her in, so that’s one of the main reasons we moved to Costa Rica). I said, “Sweet Polish Baby, you’re going to LOVE Montreal.”

Montreal... it's good to be back!I love Montreal. Travelling the world over the last couple of years has taught me to appreciate the awesomeness of Montreal. The food alone is worth it.. food sucks in the rest of the world (compared to Montreal food). I haven’t been to Paris and Italy yet, though.

So, we called Ghita and she bought a bunch of plane tickets for all of us. Sie went back home to his family in London, and Greta and I came to montreal to reunite with Ghita. As we packed our bags and then flew home, Ghita ran around the city and found us a small little apartment in the gay village. We feel much more accepted (as a Circle) in a place like the gay village. People still stare at us a lot, but it’s not the usual intense, stalkerish creepy lurking stares. After all, these are men who buttfuck each other. Compared to that, I guess a Circle relationship consisting of one guy and two ‘bisexual’ women is really no big deal? I'm such an asshole

Soo, I lost a LOT of money over this ordeal, but whatever - I’m glad to be back, and so are Ghita and Greta.

The girls and I have been going out to do “pickup”, and since we unplugged from the internet for three weeks, our relationship has hit a new peak level. We released a lot of personal unconscious issues and the like, and now our intimacy level is at an all-time high. We’ve each shed a significant amount of personal karma, I won’t go into details, maybe another time. But the trust-levels are really high at this point and it’s so beautiful.

And the GIRLS… Greta’s “game” has become instantly solid. She let go of a few personal issues and now she’s instantly amazing, overnight.

She’s hilarious to watch, because she doesn’t have time for social fluff, niceties, shallow conversations, and bullshit. She’s a f*cking Polish Capricorn, and a number 7 on the Enneagram. This means… no pussyfooting around. Her “game” consists of almost 100% pure sh*t-testing. And, in watching her work, it’s helped my own “game” to smooth out a little. We have very similar styles, so we work well together. Ghita’s game is improving as well, I am happy to report.

Guys ask me all the time, “How do you handle this kind of test, and that kind of test?” and I scratch my head because frankly, I don’t get tested from girls very often. I’M the one testing THEM to see if they can handle ME. I’m running Circles, man. I don’t have time for these low self-esteem coward chicks. I need warriors, I need women I can take with me on television and be proud of… I need Ghita’s & Greta’s.

So yeah, Greta’s game is hilarious.

But, before I tell you what it is like, I must first mention that she isn’t trying to GET a woman to like her. She isn’t running “attraction game”. There’s no time for fluffing around. It’s pure qualification, with lots of basic testing… to see if the girl is able to handle herself and just be cool.

Just watch - I’m going to post some of the things Greta and I do with girls and “pickup”, and guys will email me with comments like, “Steph, I don’t think that is the most effective way to be doing pickup. If you were to change this and that, you’d get higher percentages of girls!”

We don’t want “most women” - we are after the upper one percent. Building Circles with bisexual hotties is a different world, a very unusual game to be playing. Over the years, I’ve learned to simplify things down to a super-f*cking-direct level of game. I’m basically telling the girl, “SINK OR SWIM”.

We want The Upper One Percent Of Women. They need to be hot (because lesser-looking girls won’t have the confidence that we need) and they need to basically have it all. She doesn’t need to be a “ten” or anything, but she needs to be attractive, sexy, clean, and very cool. You know - the upper one percent.

Keep this in mind as you read some of what Greta does with women when she approaches them…

Greta: “Hi! I like you. Come here!!”

(Girl comes over. Greta watches her body-language. Is she slouching? How are her eye-contact patterns? Good? Is she too nervous? What’s the story?)

Greta: “I’m Greta. This is my bisexual girlfriend, Ghita. And this is our man, Stephane. Look at these tattoos on our legs (shows her they each have “Stephane” tattooed on their legs). We’re in a relationship, it’s called a Circle. How about you? Are you in love?”

We’re looking for the girls who LIGHT UP and go, “Wow that’s so f*cking cool!”

Look! I'm actually SMILING in this one ;)And they do. Some of them get too nervous, so we go, “It was nice meeting you, have a nice day!” and dismiss them immediately. But those few girls who light up and open their eyes wide open and freak out over the coolness of our Circle?

Greta: “We’re looking for a third girl, and you seem really cool. Come with us, we’re going to have a drink, let’s go.”

We then sit the girl down, and from there, it’s nearly GAME OVER. Nothing special is needed, so we just get to know each other as fast and as deeply as we can. Ghita and I are social butterflies - we can game, we can fluff, we can joke around and be charming and take our time. BUT GRETA? Forget it, she doesn’t work that way at all. Within the first ten seconds, she’s asking her the most blatantly personal questions imaginable. For example, I recently saw her lean foward and actually ask, “Have you ever REALLY been F*CKED? You know what I mean, don’t you. Well? Does he f*ck you straight to God? Do you cry tears of joy and does your body shake all over? Life is too short, I think you need to dump that little boy and come home with us TONIGHT.”

Yeah, Greta is one cool chick… Like a female Terminator of game. Of course, we wouldn’t actually have sex with any new girls until they’ve been tested for STD’s, but greta says this stuff because it’s really just a test to see if they can handle a REAL conversation. A 100% bullshit-free GENUINE conversation about the true things that matter in life.

At some point, usually in the first 5 minutes, when things are going well, I will look to the girls and say, “I like this one, but I need you two girls to decide for me because I’m just a caveman. It’s hard for me to make good decisions because I get too physically excited and it scrambles my brainwaves. So tell me what you think.”

(It’s really cool to be in a Circle because frankly, I can just relax again and be the horny thirteen-year-old boy I was born to be. I can just let go and LOVE WOMEN deeply, on every level, and be completely free from having to think, “Does she qualify? Is she XYZ?” I get to just relax into my pure manhood and fall in love with every woman I meet, on the spot, without having to keep my cool and have all of the self-control and “ggame” that a single guy needs to have. I just sit there GAWKING at the girls and because I’m with two bisexual women, I can get away with ANYTHING. I can even say the craziest shit, like, “Great tits, can I sqooosh my face in them?” and women just go, “YES!” and let me do it. Being the CircleMaster is kind of like having a secret access backstage pass to pussy.

When the girls like her for real, they will say, “Yeah Steph, she’s awesome.”

Perfect - I look at the girl and go, “Come here, I want to ask you something” and take her a few feet away, but not so far that Ghita & Greta can’t hear me talking. Just a few feet away, to increase the intimacy level with the new girl.

“I want to take you out on an old-fashioned date. Just me & you, together. I’ll pick you up at your house, if you want I’ll even meet your parents and promise them I won’t try anything funny and I’ll have you home at a decent time. It will be a very old-fashioned date, a romantic date.”

Most of the time, the girl MELTS. It’s the coolest pickup experience she’s ever had, and probably the coolest she ever will have. It hits every single core cavewoman attraction button she has, and probably installs a few new ones. And, on the heart & soul level, she is FILLED.

This isn’t the ONLY way we do pickup, but it’s a basic skeleton we’ve been playing around with. Usually within minutes I’m making out with her (not heavy tonguedowns or anything disgusting, just some soft kissing, the kind that makes her forehead tingle), and quite often the girl will cry from physical, spiritual, and emotional overwhelm. Not stress or pain, just the beautiful happy kind of tears that women cry, kind of like after great sex. Circle energy seems to ‘heal’ people on many levels. (Note: If women are not crying after sex, you’re not doing it right.)

TamTam dorksSo yeah, we’ve gone though quite a few beautiful girls over the last two weeks, and it’s interesting how once again, it’s usually the 18 or 19-year-old girls that are the most open-hearted, but thus far we still haven’t met the true third girl. Especially with these younger women, most of them won’t have the maturity to handle us for more than a week. They usually don’t make it, for various reasons, all having to do with low self-esteem, which is rampant in our society. But that’s ok, we’re enjoying the “shopping” and learning tons from our experiences. I have learned more about women in the last three months than in my entire lifelong pursuits of knowledge combined. The Circle is amazing, it’s like an accellerated intense female psychology learning program on steroids. I feel very fortunate indeed.

I can’t wait to start sharing this new stuff with you. The new program I’ve been working on is called Beyond Inner Game: Cracking The Female Code, and it’s becoming so jam-packed and intense that I recently decided I would release it in segments, “Volume One”, “Volume Two” and so on. There will probably be seven volumes (one for each “Chakra” level of consciousness). We’ll see.

I’m excited about this, oh my God.

I’m just trying to decide on a few things first, one thing is that it might only be available to those who own The Girlfriend Training Program, the Female Orgasm Mastery, and the Seven Chakras program. Algebra comes before calculus.

So yeah man, I’m back, I’ll be posting and sending newsletters out again, see you soon! Oh yeah, I’ve got some stuff from Ghita and Greta coming soon, and we have a special announcement to make, so the girls and I will see you tomorrow!

Blessings,
Stephane

PS - Phone Consultations are also back on.
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Falconi, after a heavy night of drinking..

This is our kitten, Falcor, after a heavy night of drinking.

Sometimes, when I’m feeling silly, I call him “Falconi”. I have no idea why I do this, but I do. I call him Falconi. I can’t help it sometimes.

The girls and I saw the new batman movie the other day, and had a good laugh when they mentioned the mobsters, the Falconi’s.

Looks like our little fluffy guy is a mobster kitten after all. Anyway, I’m not really into Batman films, but I have to admit, this one was really badass. Especially The Joker..

 

ideaGasms author Greta
   Greta

Greta - “Healing My Hamster Karma”

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Greta Hey there, this is Greta ! We girls plan on posting a LOT more newsletters and blog posts, of course they won’t be as “high level” as the things Stephane is writing (plus I’m Polish and my English still needs work). So Steph will be helping me out with mucho editing

I thought I would begin my posting something that might feel more like a “diary entry”…

After lunch one day we decided to do some shopping at Plaza Del Sol, in Costa Rica.

On this particular day it was only Steph and I hanging out together. Ghita was at home sound asleep. Before I left, I wanted to wake her but she looked so content and innocent that I just couldn’t bring myself to disturb her.
 
During our shopping we thought about needing another  litter box scooper for our cat, Libra. It just so happens Plaza Del Sol has Super Pet store. (All the stores out here in Central America seem to LOVE using the word “SUPER”. So everything is “super” this and “super” that, it’s pretty funny.)We went inside with the intention of grabbing the scooper, but instead, my attention was drawn to two little balls of white fluff rolling around in a cage.

I called Steph to have a look at these sweet and heart-warming kitten snowflakes and he was like “Do you want it? Just get it” I didn’t take his offer seriously at first, but his look told me he wasn’t playing around. So, of course I exclaimed  “YES!!!” and he told the store manager, “Por Favor, kitten for mujeres!” (Mujeres means “woman” in Spanish).

Two minutes later one of the kittens was in my arms! He wasn’t scared, and as soon as I cuddled him to my chest he started purring. I could tell he was feeling happy and safe. Stephane joked that he too feels very safe when he cuddles my chest

It wasn’t until we were in the car on the way home that I started crying tears of joy.  You see, I have never had a pet!! …and a cat was always the biggest of my pet dreams. A few minutes later while the tears were still drying Steph turned to me with the perfect name for this 6 weeks old white fluff.

In honor of everyone’s favorite open-hearted, wise white dragon, we decided to call him Falcor. (Remember the kids movie, “The Neverending Story”? I still love that movie.)

Here he is, Falcor… the warrior kitten:

Can you see the Falcor AND Yoda in him? 

falcor-and-his-mentors

When (our other cat, Tonkinese) Libra first saw Falcor, he was far from being content about his new friend. There was a possibility of Falcor being a thief of our attention to him. Boy, was he hissing!

Fortunately, the little guy didn’t make much of it and kept playing by himself. After serious Buddha-level aloofness presented by Falcor, Libra’s jealousy begun to subside. To aide in his acceptance of Falcor, Steph decided to allow Libra to have complete freedom in the backyard (he was an indoor cat). This gave Libra a great distraction in exploring a new territory (instead of being eaten up by the jealousy).

In not even a week they became best buddies, grooming each other, licking each other, and playing cheerfully. Libra has grown up so much since the arrival of Falcor. He is now a big daddy, always at hand, and teaching him new tricks.

So, this morning they were exploring the balcony area for the first time together. Ghita and I were sitting at the table inside cheering them on, especially during the moments when Libra was playing the big daddy role. We felt safe about them being outside so we didn’t feel the need to watch them like a hawk.

Suddenly, I heard a desperate miaaaow. I looked out and Falcor was not on the balcony.  I ran out to investigate and found him lying on the concrete 12 feet below. He had fallen off!  

I ran down to pick him up. Libra was already there giving out hopeless meows and nervously walking around the wounded body of his little warrior brother. Falcor wasn’t moving.

I felt really guilty. I felt like I had not protected him enough. The only thing I wanted at that moment was for him to live. I brought him upstairs and silently showed him to Steph and Ghita.

Steph looked at me and said, ”It’s not your fault. I blame Kitten Karma.” As soon as I heard this I burst into tears and couldn’t stop crying. When I calmed down a little, I told Steph and Ghita a story from 15 years ago that resembled this traumatic event:

My sister Justyna got her first hamster on her 8th birthday. I was 12 at the time. As soon as spring showed up, I decided to take him on his first walk in the grass.

He was walking in front of me. I followed him, watching my steps closely…but not closely enough. I failed to notice him turn around and walk straight under my pointy black pumps. I heard an audible crunching sound. I picked him up to find his skull cracked and his eye popping out. I could not believe what was happening.

I ran back into the house and grabbed my mom to help me put him back together. There was nothing we could do. It was official: I was a hamster killer!

I had been crying from the moment I realized what happened but as soon as my sister came home and found out what happened it just got worse. She vowed to me she would never forgive me. So, now I had double guilt hanging above my head: I killed a pet that wasn’t even mine!

I cried straight through the next five hours. I cried so much that I got black bags under my eyes and ended up passing out from exhaustion.

(Justyna, have you forgiven me yet?)

After hearing my story, Stephane told me to draw a picture of that dead hamster with all the details. This is one way of healing the past. Apparently this kind of therapy helps rape victims to recover and forgive the rapist.

In preparation for my drawing I walked over to our stack of paper and randomly grabbed a sheet that just so happened to be black. As I was drawing the hamster all I could remember was his eye. In my mind it seemed protruding, huge, glazy, and bleeding. His dead cold body that we buried on that unlucky Sunday seemed heavy… almost artificial.

Twenty minutes later I had finished my drawing and I showed it to Steph.

He explained to me that negative memories are stored in our memory in black. He went further by saying it takes an incredible amount of energy to keep them that way, so by drawing a picture of the negative experience we lighten it up and help dissolve the trauma.

Here is the picture I drew:

mysia-hamster-rip

After I finished discussing my drawing with Steph I felt a pleasant relief as if the hamster didn’t have anything to do with me anymore. We both went our separate ways. The image of his dead bleeding body had stopped being dormant and was now free.

In the meantime of all this, Ghita and Steph were taking care of Falcor, who fell off the porch earlier. At first we thought it was really serious because he wasn’t moving very much. We were ready to jump in a taxi and find Emergency Vet but he soon fell asleep. We decided to let him recover in his dreams. After he woke up he seemed just fine. He was walking, purrrring, running around, and picking little playfights with Libra. He will still be going to the vet but it doesn’t seem like an emergency anymore.

It might seem strange to think this way but it feels like this all happened for me to release the buried hamster trauma.

Love to all the pet-lovers,

Greta

^^ Falcor (left) being “man-handled” my Libra (right)

 

Greta, Ghita, summer 2008



ideaGasms author Stephane
   Stephane

“Discussing Threesomes and Circles With Most Women”

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Reader Question & Comments:

I thought I’d ask your thoughts on a conversation I’ve had with a friend a few times.
I have a girl that I’d dated a while, but we broke it off due to how far we lived apart.
We now live closer, so have been talking about dating again.  Anyway we have all sorts of conversations. Last night we were talking, have had the same conversation before, and got onto the subject of threesomes. She’s had the experience of being with women before a few times. Well I had expressed my interest, as I would not mind at all having a little circle.

Anyway got to talking and she had mentioned some discussion she’d had with a group of friends. They were talking about girls being with girls and one of the guys made a comment saying he would like watching, but wouldn’t want to take part, unless it was only with his woman, or once the other girl left. I’d said that watching would be fun, but taking part would be nice as well.  She’d gone on about how you don’t hear many guys say they’d just watch and not wanna take part with the other girl.

Well then it kinda went on to if another girl can join what about another guy.
I’m not interested in other guys at all, I’m all Oak tree. I’m all for lots of lovey dovey cuddling and love making with a couple of beautiful women, but have no interest for another guy to be there.

She was saying it was because I was jealous or I don’t want a naked guy there, and things of that nature. I told her nope, I just have no interest in another guy being there. You know what I mean. Dragonbutter is icky.

Anyway she just keeps going on about well then could have a couple, a guy and girl, well I’m still not interested in that because there’s a guy. I try to get through to her that with a guy and two girls, it’s all about love, everyone is enjoying each other, everyone kissing each other things of that nature, the great cuddling, and such.  With a guy thrown in, there’s none of that. I’m sure not gonna cuddle with a guy *chuckles*

Towards the end of the conversation she was a bit grumpy because I was being “stubborn”.
Said I wasn’t open to ideas and opinions.  I said I’m always very open to those things, just not concerning other guys in the bedroom.

I know she’s interested in women as she’s been with a few, but what’s the deal with this insistence of having another guy join in if we were to find a girl to join in. (I wouldn’t mind finding a long term girl to join in *laughs*)

Anyway I thought it might make an interesting topic for the newsletter.

Wish I’d have saved the conversation so I could have sent it to you so you’d have it to read.

Johnny

 
Yes, a lot of women are arrogant douchebags when it comes to this stuff, however, “Father please forgive them, for they know not what they say”, as Jesus might have put it.

What they don’t understand is that we men typically have an AVERSION to being sexual with other men. The very thought of gay sex seems DISGUSTING to most of us, myself included.
 
While it’s easy to point the finger and go, “You’re just HOMOPHOBIC! You’re not OPEN! You’re just JEALOUS!” what this girl is lacking is a little humility and EMPATHY. Not to mention a simple and basic education about the nature of Yang energy.
 
Although it’s now considered “politically incorrect” to admit that gay sex makes us feel “icky”, it’s a plain-and-simple FACT about the majority of men.
 
If we look at sperm-war dynamics, male sperm actually kills other male sperm. Yang energy is COMPETITIVE, not “cuddly”. In some cases, men are wired differently and possess none of the “icky” feelings we were programmed to have, but those men seem rare.
 
The main issue I get from women about all of this threesome and Circle stuff is simply, “It’s not FAIR that you don’t ALLOW your girls to fuck other men!”
 
Notice the language, the words “fair” and “allow”. The term Consenting Adults seems to be way over our heads in this ignorant society.
 
I just got another douche-baggy comment from a woman today who said something like, “I don’t know why you FEEL THE NEED to create the term Interdependent Circle when all you are TRULY doing is living the Poly lifestyle!”
 
Again, note the arrogant languaging, the presumptions that she knows what I’m doing in my personal life and how the girls and I use the 24 hours that Creator gives us each day.
 
I don’t “feel the need” to make up new words, I have simply CHOSEN to do so. Now, the reason I use the word Interdependent is because that is our goal, we wish to achieve that state. This means we literally have to transcend the biggest and most difficult issues that couples face (e.g., jealousy, fear-of-abandonment, anger, projection, denial, guilt, shame).
 
The Poly lifestyle is about multiple partners, yes… but are the people in those communities sincerely attempting to transcend the toughest ego issues that exist? Not usually. From what I hear, it usually turns into big lust & drama fests, not unlike most relationships today.
 
And I use the word Circle because it’s CUTE… think of me and three girls holding hands and forming a Circle… Cute and fuzzy stuff, no?
 
(And, I want to avoid getting slotted in with ‘triangles’ and ‘harems’ and all of the other poly lifestyles that actually FEED on ego rather than seek to understand, honor, and move beyond it. I’m not saying ALL poly lifestyles are like this, I am saying that MANY are, but it depends on the open heart factor. Currently 0.4% of the population stands in Compassion, so let me even go as far as to say that MOST poly lifestyles are not comparable to Interdependent Circles.)

To build and maintain an actual real-life Interdependent Circle where one man actually pushes two queen-sized beds together and LIVES with 2 or 3 women IN HARMONY? The ability to pull this off means that you are very seriously learning relationship dynamics mastery of the highest order. I feel the term “Interdependent Circle” kind of implies this. It’s the spiritual pursuit of unconditional love, anything less and the Circle will be filled with drama, lies, bullshit.
 
Now, another issue is this thing about supposed “gender equality” and again, we’re of equal value, but we’re not equal beings.
 
I like to take my cues from nature, and when you look to what I call “caveman/cavewoman programming” (male/female sexual and ego dynamics), a simple look into this will reveal that usually, a woman in a Circle such as mine doesn’t actually WANT another guy in the Circle, because it simply wouldn’t feel natural.
 
Who’s lead would they follow? Mine or his?
 
As we can see, unless there is a basic understand of Sexual Polarity, these women do not qualify to have a discussion about Interdependent Circle relationship dynamics. Until basic understandings can be reached, all we’ll get from these women are arrogant, presumptive, emotionalized positionalities and opinionation. This is like trying to discuss quantum mechanics with a 10 year old kid.
 
Alright, listen up:
 
I’m working on a simple Interdependent Circle FAQ, it will include answers to many typical questions, along with a short video of myself and the girls answering questions and joking around and making fun of all the douchy women who don’t realize that I’m doing more for women and feminism than they ever will.
 
So, those of you that have questions and comments, please send them to stephane@ideagasms.net

One more thing, you’re going to start hearing from Ghita and Greta pretty soon, so if you have questions for them, shoot.
 
Blessings,
Stephane