This is probably the most vulnerable post I’ve ever written, and while it may break a few hearts in L.A., I think you guys are going to get some tremendous inner game value from it. Many people struggle with the issue I’m about to discuss, it’s just a matter of degree.

Yesterday, God sent me a threesome.

I say “God sent” it to me, because this experience made me realize that I have a HUGE inner game issue: SYMPATHY.

With our recent decision to move to L.A., we actually drew in a threesome with a 19-year-old smoking hot girl. Since our consciousness was down at the level of “getting threesomes in L.A. and building circles”, we drew in an experience which is on that frequency.

The truth is, I could probably threesome every night of the week if I wanted to. Ghita and I are a very attractive couple, and at the risk of sounding a little too full of myself, my “game” with women is the sickest game in the world. I am TOO GOOD, like it should be illegal to have the knowledge and skills that I have.

But, I rarely let my killer game loose anymore, because “seduction” and “game” are manipulative, and I prefer a natural connection. Actually at this point, I MUST HAVE the natural connection, otherwise I can’t get “it” up for the girl.

Last night, I was living the dream, again.

This girl was HOT, and really feminine, sweet, you name it. I was working on Ghita’s game, because she really wants to learn this stuff from me, and she was executing everything I told her to do with precision.

Basically I said, “Get the girl heated up, dance with her, hug her, and basically be all over her. If you want a threeome tonight, she’s our girl, I know it.”

So Ghita dances with her, etc. and when they come back to the table, I chat her up a bit, and I forget how it happened, but she stood behind my chair and started to play with my hair, my neck, and my chest hair. (When I’m really “on”, if you ask me what did I say to a girl, I won’t be able to answer you because I’ll have amnesia. I’m totally in the now moment when I’m REALLY on. Most of the top guys in the scene will tell you this also.)

So I enjoyed the gentle scratching of my chest hairs, etc. and let the good feelings from that build up inside me, and once the feelings were peaking, I stood up and LOOKED at her. When I could see that my good feelings went inside her, she got very wet or “high buying temperature”. So, I then kissed her for a few seconds, softly, and pulled back just when she was really starting to enjoy the kiss and get into it. This is KEY KEY KEY to my game, pulling back on these little “high notes”.

I left to go chill with my guy friends, and then I told Ghita, “It’s sooo on, it’s amazing. All you need to do now is TELL HER that we might have a threesome tonight, and make sure she promises to keep it between us, to not tell the whole world about it.” This is another HUGE key to closing girls, because they are afraid the rest of the world will know they are “sluts” or whatever, so you innoculate against it by saying this yourself, and making HER promise to not tell anyone.

(Pease notice that this is the stuff we use to close hot girls who just happen to be insecure idiots. A mature, conscious woman is NOT afraid of people thinking she is a slut, because she isn’t a slut (lust consciousness)! All this ‘game’ that we use is designed to dance around women’s insecurities and inner game issues, so the game itself is designed to attract really stupid girls. Higher-level women don’t need you to do any of this stupid “innoculation’ bullshit.)

That was all it took, and the girl jumped at the chance to threesome with us. I was a done deal. When a girl tells another girl to have a threesome, THEY LISTEN. Good, loving, healthy, skilled sex is hard to come by, so when a woman signals to her friends that YOU know what you’re doing, they will literally all fuck you, one after the other. Cool, huh?

By the time we got home later on, the girls stripped down naked and broke out the massage table, oils, candles, and told me to lie down for my massage. There was no need for any ‘game” on my part because ghita believes in the product. Girls can sense this congruence coming through, loud and clear. This is how I’ve gotten laid for most of my life - girls telling girls to fuck me. There cannot be a higher level of the game than this

What a shitty life I have!

We massaged each other, taking turns, and it was awesome. I had a boner the size of a small building the whole time, and THAT’S when it hit me: I am in sympathy with my friends and students.

haha.. I will explain.

I said to the girls, “we’re not gonna have a threesome tonight, because I don’t think it’s right, but at least we are having such a good time massaging and giggling and cuddling and cooing with each other. I’m enjoying this imensely.”

I had to say this 2 or 3 times, for them to realize I was seriously NOT going to threesome with them. 2 or 3 times, then it clicked.

I won’t have threesomes, or even sex for that matter, unless the girl is RIGHT for me, for us. This girl was very cute, pretty, sweet and all of that, but she wasn’t actually Circle Material. She would need too much training, more than I am prepared to give at this point in my life.

In the past, I would have just enjoyed the threesome, why the hell not? But not anymore. If my Heart isn’t into it - you see, my dick follows my Heart’s lead. Most guys follow their dicks, but that is the wrong way to live. I brings you into darker and darker places.

Now I *know* that I have moved beyond lust consciousness for a long time now, so why was I in this situation to begin with? Why did I draw in this threesome, YET ANOTHER threesome (Ghita and I have PLENTY of opportunities, it’s pretty astounding. Last summer, during the GTP recordings, we had about 12 girls, sometimes 3-4 at a time, and I must say, it was freakin’ awesome.) So why did I draw in this threesome?

To expose my deep, unconscious SYMPATHY issues, that’s why.

Imagine you are on a boat with some friends, and one of them is sea-sick, barfing. Empathy is when you see your friend barfing, you know what that feels like, so you hand him a towel and a glass of water.

Sympathy is when you join your friend at the rail, and start barfing with him. I have a huge sympathy problem, with my friends and students.

Those who were with us in L.A. will notice, whenever we went out for dinner, I usually grabbed the check at the end. Not because I want people to like me, obviously you guys like me, even to hero-worship proportions in some cases, so obviously I’m not paying for dinners to make friends.

I paid for dinners because I’m a generous guy, and I enjoy giving very much. I’m the guy who gives homeless people $50 bucks, just to see their state change. And I like that part of me, I won’t stop doing this any time soon.

But, ANOTHER reason I bought dinners was sympathy. I make more money than most of you young, 20-something people, so by paying for dinners, I am emptying my wallet to make it match yours. It brings me down to your level.

This deep sympathy issue, I’m really glad I noticed it because it is the main thing that has been holding me back in life. My life is REALLY GOOD, but now that I realized my sympathy issue, my life is going to become fucking SPECTACULAR. I’m really going to blossom now.

“The way to help the poor is NOT by being one of them.”
–Tony Robbins

I think was Marianne Williamson who said that quote about how “it is not our darkness that scares us the most, it is our LIGHT.”

Who am I to be gorgeous, successful, wealthy?

Who am I to have all of these gorgeous WOMEN in my life?

Who am I to be so LOVED?

In high school, my mother had saved just enough money to get me some braces, because I had very crooked teeth.

But, I turned her down, and worse, I never fully understood WHY I had turned her down until today. I wanted, and needed, braces. So why did I say no? My mother was really perplexed about this too!

Sympathy for my friends is why I turned her down.

Imagine, in high school, the hottest girl in class sat next to me on the bus, we were all going on a field trip, and she had a list of girls names to show me.

She said, “Do you want Cathy? Suzi? Do you want her? How about her?”

I grabbed the list to see the rest of the names, and it literally had the name of every single girl in my class. About 12 girls, most of them VERY pretty! The top girls were all in my class.

I said, “Your name isn’t on the list” and kissed her. She was the prettiest one, so I took her.

When we got to the meuseum, her hottie friend from a different class ran up to us and was soooo happy that I chose her friend. She came and sat next to us, and they started talking about what a great catch I am, and they literally took turns fondling my balls, my cock, and making out with me.

I have some kind of sick “mojo”, girls look into my eyes and feel they are “home” or something, it’s pretty wierd. I’m good-looking, but certainly not a ten. But I seem to emit certain frequencies to women, because they all seem to like me, when I allow myself to take notice. Most of the time though, I act like a dork on purpose, it’s like I’m putting a ‘block” on them, so they don’t have to suffer. Yes, I realize how conceited that sounds

I’m also a LIBRA, and libra’s are known for having the most charm in the zodiac. Who knows, maybe there’s something to this astrology stuff after all.

When we left the museum, we got on the bus again, this time we sat in the back of the bus, where the cool people sit. And this time, there were two cute girls from my class in the seat in front of us, and my girlfriend and I were making out while they watched us. I popped a stiffy, of course, and my new girlfriend proceeded to take it out of my pants and massage it, right there while we were making out and talking to those two cute girls in front of us.

My success in high school, remember - I’m 13 years old while this is happening. All through high school, girls would call me up and invite me over for sex at their houses. Afternoon romps. I would get random calls from chicks I barely even knew, and they would close me. It was like living in a backwards universe. The same backwards universe I enjoy today.

This is why I said no to those braces. It was too much love, too much pussy, too much success for me to handle at the time.

Who am I got be getting all these girls?

Why should I have every hot girl in school, while most of my friends all scrapped and begged for the leftovers?

I kept those crooked teeth because I wanted to bring myself down to my friend’s levels. I was in sympathy with them. It wasn’t FAIR, so I would do things to even the score, and this is when I turned to drugs in a big way.

I used to pop ACID in the MORNING, by MYSELF. Then, I would go to school to see if I could still handle myself socially.

Actually, the first time I fucked a virgin girl, I was on acid. Age 13.

It was like I could do no wrong. I would show up drunk, stoned, tripping on mushrooms acid… it didn’t matter, it was ME that they wanted, and they didn’t care if I was on drugs and behaving stupidly. They still wanted me.

My sympathy problem runs deep, like REALLY deep. Fast-foward to a few years later, I remember living with this guy Bob, an older guy who had NO GIRLS whatsover. He was “the needy friend” who always turned girls off. He literally did EVERYTHING wrong.

This poor guy, he grew to become very jealous of me, because I ALWAYS had 5 girls on rotation in those days, while he had NOTHING. He would answer the phone, and whenever it was one of my girls calling, he would chat them up for like 20 minutes, just to be talking to an actual GIRL. He needed some “yin therapy” pretty bad, and I actually lost a couple girls because of him. It was too annoying to have to deal with my needy roomate, so one or two girls dumped me because of him. I could have easily turned it around, but I was in such sympathy with Bob, I felt so guilty about having so many girls, that I would let him annoy them and chase them off.

Actually, whenever they would call, he would drill them on “why do women love jerks (like Steph) so much, you know he’s seeing other girls!”, etc. etc. so whenever the girls would call they had to endure Bob talking shit about me, and he was kissing their asses, etc.

I remember he fell in love with one of my girls so hard that he actually started hanging out with her, and one time he bought her flowers and professed his undying love for her. This girl, all the guys, including my friends, were in love with her - she was pretty awesome.

One of my other friends, Matt… he was so in love with my girl, and so pissed at me for having 4 other girls on rotation while being with her, that he went up on the roof and almost jumped. He was SERIOUSLY in love with her, who could blame him, she really was spectacular, on all counts. So I had to talk him down off the roof!

So now, a few years later and I’m running pickup workshops, and this is where my sympathy really started to kill me. Some of you have noticed that my belly became quite enormous, it’s because I’ve been in sympathy with all my students, and they mostly have Sacral Chakra issues. I developed the same symptoms within myself, because who am I to be so many light years ahead of my students, who were really awesome people? Seriously, the people who come to learn from me are all angels in their own right.

But, since some of them are physically ugly, fat, balding, etc., I started gaining weight because I subconsciously wanted to prove to them that fat guys can still get girls, even Circles with multiple bisexual girls. “Even a loser like me can live this way!” I have become the living proof - I’m the fat guy with bad teeth who still enjoys CIRCLES with some VERY pretty young girls, most of them are 10 or even 12 years younger than me!

My unconscious, unspoken, SYMPATHETIC message to my students has been, “Even the ugly losers can get laid”. Too much sympathy, rather than empathy.

Often, when I am done working with a student, either in person or on the phone, I will start crying because I can feel his inner pain as though it was my own pain. I actually let my students download their pain into me, it’s hard to describe how this works, but it does work.. it is possible to take on other people’s problems.

BUT… This is one reason why, out of every guy you can consult with in the community, I’m probably the best by far. I get totally inside my students, and from there, I try to slowly inch them outside of their messed up reality. I wouldn’t trade this ability for the world. And, I have students who went “from zero to hero” very quickly because of this. Not ALL of them mind you, some are just way too stuck in their heads. So then, I’ll make mself ’sick’ like they are, to understand them as completely as I can… maybe THEN I can figure out how to set them free from their own misery?

Still, it’s too much sympathy, rather than empathy. I am literally letting my students download their stuff inside of me, just like in that movie, “The Green Mile”, where the big black guy can absorb people’s illnesses, but the more he does this, the weaker he gets, the closer death comes towards him.

I definitely have to cut this shit out

In L.A., it was pretty overwhelming to have all these people coming from all over, to tell me how I had impacted their lives, to brings gifts, hugs, you name it. People were SO HAPPY to see me, it was ridiculous. And very beautiful, thank you. What you might not know is that the entire time, I was working on my recieving Chakras just to be able to keep my cool. I was working on the heart mostly, with the affirmation “I Am truly loved”, allowing myself to recieve that much love.

It was very hard, I did well at recieving, but then we started drinking wine, etc. after each recording party. Hmmmm..

Obviously, I’m on vacation in L.A., I’m going to enjoy some wine. It’s all good, human beings should enjoy wine if they want to celebrate their lives. But, I wasn’t just drinking in celebration, I was drinking in sympathy. I was deliberately lowering my own consciousness, because WHO AM I to be so loved, respected? I wanted to dumb myself down to be at the consciousness level of my students and fans.

(I realize how arrogant, condescending this might sound, but truly it is not about that. There really are levels of consciousness, and it can get pretty scary when you start to realize that your own consciousness is way above most of the people you meet. I know you guys, my students, you know how this feels. Most of you were smarter than your own parents, friends, etc. and felt very alone because you knew things, things like: the story of Jesus just doesn’t actually make any fucking sense, and why should you learn MATH when you can use a calculator and save your energy, and so on.)

Ghita has been editing the BGTP recordings, and sometimes when I hear myself speaking, I can’t believe it’s me. It’s like, the recordings are almost TOO GOOD. Like I’m actually SATISFIED with my own stuff for the first time in my adult life. As she edits the recordings, Ghita comes over to see me with such love and admiration in her eyes, sometimes tears.

And I’m like, “WHO AM I to be so good at this?”

I have no idea how I am able to talk like that, and to know some of the things I know about. Almost every guy I know is completely clueless about women, and here I am, it’s like I know everything there is to know about women. It comes very easily to me, always has.

After each recording session, I felt so good, I had so much energy inside that I started to feel the gap between my level of consciousness and that of my students, who seemed to almost be in awe of me. I felt like I was king of the mountain, and all my friends were way down there, so I would drink wine to bring myself down the mountain. It’s LONELY up there.

Every time my consciousness goes up, I lose my friends over it. That’s part of life, it is natural and very beautiful. But painful, regardless.

Recently, I even decided to move to L.A. to start a “Circle university”, WHY?

Because I know that my circle couples are struggling, trying to figure this all out, and many of them probably won’t get a circle unless I am there holding their hand every step of the way. I know that if I move to L.A. within a week or two everyone there will have a circle, and when the shit hits the fan, I would be there to troubleshoot and put out the circle fires. I could go there and do it FOR THEM.

But, that is giving people fish, rather than teaching them how to fish on their own. plus, it’s the wrong kind of fish, which I’ll explain…

(I started ideaGasms because I wanted FRIENDS - the money is nice, but the friends were my first priority. Who can I talk to about this kind of stuff, other than you guys?)

Now, to me, a true circle is not something you go out and “pick up”. Let’s talk about moving beyond seduction consciousness.

As I said, over and over, “when the couple is ready, the circle will appear”. And it’s true. Every circle Ghita and I had literally fell into our laps when we were ready.

So WHY did I want to bring everyone out to pick up circles using “game”?

What’s the matter with me?? I’m contradicting myself in a big way here!

The answer is SYMPATHY.

Look at the interview that I did with those empty-headed community pick up guys. My inner and outer game is so far ahead of theirs, they didn’t even understand one word that I said.

Here is the interview -
http://tinyurl.com/2z8cew

Who am I to move way beyond the seduction community? These are my closest friends! And now it’s like I can’t even TALK to them. I talk about qualifying girls, and they don’t get it because they are still too busy trying to “trick” women into wanting them. They are still stuck in lust consciousness.

All this time, I have been doing whatever I can to help deprogram all these poor guys who got stuck in the community. The seduction community is really POISON, but it comes in fancy packaging that has “self-help” and “personal growth” labels on it.

But, it’s actually pure poison because it keeps you out of the Heart Chakra. The community does not know what love is, because they are too busy running around trying to push women’s buttons. And, these guys are TOO HUNGRY to hear my words. I’ve been talking about qualification for years now, and very few people are getting it, I suppose they are not ready to hear it yet.

I have taken an interest in “gaming women” again recently, but only because of sympathy, because who am I to be so far beyond seduction community consciousness, when all of my friends are still stuck in it? I wanted to dumb myself down because it’s fucking lonely at the top. Even Ghita, she’s still stuck in game consciousness, addicted to pickup, but we talked last night and it would seem that she’s also in sympathy with our students and friends.

An example for Ghita and sympathy issues - I have to practically force her to dress nicely, and it always perplexed the hell out of me. WHY does she resist making herself look beautiful?

It’s because she is in sympathy, who is she to be so beautiful, young, thin, sexy? It’s not FAIR to other women who are fat and ugly. So she has the same issues, and I suspect you guys also have this sympathy issue. Many of you are geniuses in your own right, some of you are buddhas waiting to blossom as soon as you give yourself permission to do so.

I also thought it would be cool to get a radio gig out in L.A., perhaps even a reality TV show about the Circle lifestyle, but you know what?

Those desires were mostly just my sympathy talking. I know how miserable the world of relationships is, and I want to help sooooo badly that it hurts. I want to relieve your pain, and it just so happens that I know exactly how to do it. Like that guy in L.A. who was dating the playboy model, she was a fucking brat from hell, and within a couple of days of doing what I said, she was starting to act like a good girlfriend should. I know the solutions to relationship problems like I know my name, or the back of my own hand. It comes very, very easily to me.

But in the end, Circles are SACRED. Yes, I can make a reality TV show, and people will definitely tune in to watch, but that isn’t the way to teach Circles. The BGTP product, and live seminars is the *proper* way to teach this stuff. The TV networks would probably just tool me anyway, because that’s what they do. They don’t care about truth, they care only about ratings.

If you and your partner are just starting a circle, perhaps you would do well to read my recent post about how to pick up girls for threesomes. It’s surprisingly easy to do, and maybe some of you guys need to go through that, in the same way that shy guys probably need to understand pick up.

But then, you’ll come full-circle and realize that you never actually needed any of it. You just needed to get out of your own way.

Only MEDITATORS can truly skip all of this bullshit and taste love and heart consciousness. If you don’t meditate, you’ll probably need to take pickup workshops to learn, in the end, that it is all bullshit with a self-improvement label on it.

Seduction is all about replacing one mask with another.

I say you’re enough as you are - if you can be vulnerable and genuine, women will come running to you. But only HIGH QUALITY women who are not stuck in lust consciousness. If you want the barbies, you’ll need some ‘game’ because ego is all they know.

When you do “pick up”, you can only draw in a lower frequency girl who responds to such nonesense! Look at this crap:

“Pick a number from 1 to 7. you picked 4, am I right?”

“YES!! Wowzers, you rock, Misery!! Do it again, dazzle me!”

Have you noticed, most of the stuff that WORKS really well in the field is fucking STUPID BULLSHIT?

“Hi, my name is Tim, and for the next 5 minutes, you’re gonna be my new girlfriend! Let’s hold hands now! let’s hug!! Oh wait, i have to tell you something: I cheated on you! It just happened, I swear, there was a shark and I rescued this girl, and we just happened to be naked, and next thing you know we slept together!”

^^The above routine will get you more girls than anything else in the world, it’s THAT FUCKING GOOD. But what does this say about the consciousness of the girl you will successfully pick up?

Not fuckin’ much! She’s probably an idiot. Her consciousness is probably not much higher than that of an animal.

To me, I want a girl who is so high-level that I can actually just say, “hey, are you single?” and that should be the only line that I ever need. An intelligent girl will then look into my eyes, and she will either get an intuition that we would be compatible, or not. I need girls who can actualy HANDLE me, and my genuine honesty.

You could watch my old classic, ‘breaking the ice’ video, and use that, but it won’t work on stupid idiots, because insecure girls will freeze. You ask them if they are single, and they lie about it. Then, seduction community people want to tell me that my stuff doesn’t ‘work’ well enough. they do not understand, I’m QUALIFYING girls, not trying to seduce them.

The seduction is over the moment I was born - existence finds me attractive, so i’m attractive. End of story. I want a GIRL WHO CAN HANDLE SOME FUCKING HONESTY for once in her miserable club-ho life. I want to lean forward and say, “Let’s go to my place for some sex”, I don’t want to have to TRICK her home with me because she’s too damn insecure to follow her own Heart’s desires.

“Group theory”, anyone?

They teach you all of this stuff to befriend the peergroup, ignore the girl that you like, and hopefully then gain her friend’s approval and PERMISSION for you to get to know her finally.

My attitude? FUCK HER if she let’s her friends decide whom she is allowed to love. You guys can have those girls, I’ve been with most of them anyway. They are annoying… hot women come with a HUGE price. You pay that price emotionally when you get to fuck these little club hotties, trust me.

Fuck group theory bullshit, I have walked up to the hottie and seduced her right then and there while her friends and family watched the whole thing go down. And you know what? in some cases the girlwill actually tell her friends, “You’re just jealous, I like him, end of story”. Yes, those girls are rare, but worth finding. Her friends should just understand.

Sadly, most girls really do need their friends to approve of you. But, you guys can have those kind of girls. if you really think you want them, it’s your dick doing the thinking anyway.

“The Game”, if you really break it down, is designed for attracting lust-consciousness idiots. If you want those girls, you can have them. Most of those guys are so hungry, they are blinded by her tits.

You see, “pick up” is SUPPOSED to be about love, Heart. You go and talk to girls and find one who will be compatible with you, and on your level.

But these guys run pickup from the crotch. They hit mating instinct buttons, and they have to do all this stuff to convey to the girl that they will be good in bed.

So, all they get are girls who screen for “he’s a good fuck”. The community is really just a meat market consciousness. They complain that women are all sluts, but this is all they are able to get. Slut consciousness, like attracts like.

At the level of the Heart, conveying that you are not needy and a “good fuck” is just ASSUMED. It is a given. There really is no need, NO NEED to go out of your way to ‘demonstrate social value’ with all of these stories and tricks because the people on this level can take one look into your eyes and know the truth about you. You can start picking up women non-verbally, and I can’t wait for humanity to get to that point. I’ve done a few pickups like that and it was awesome - you just look into each others eyes, and it feels like you have come home.

Once a person moves beyond this needy, “trying to get laid” level, where they find someone because they cannot stand to be alone by themselves…

So anyway, dear L.A. friends, I won’t be moving out there any time soon. It would be awesome and fun, but in my Heart, it isn’t RIGHT. Not for myself anyway - if you guys want to keep the idea and do this circle mansion thing on your own, I think you’ll probably go through it to realize it wasn’t the right way to do this. Circles are probably the highest level of relationship known to man, and to build a circle, we don’t use “pick up”, we use SYNCHRONICITY and TRUST IN UNIVERSE. Existence will send you that first and second girl, and the whole thing will be effortless.

If you build it, they’ll come. When the couple is ready, the circle will appear. And again, Circles are for meditators only, because only meditators have tasted true love. The rest of the world is confusing sexual energy and neediness with love, but they will never actually know this until they become full-time meditators.

(Circles or not, realize that everything I talk about applies to normal couples as well. In the end, Love is just LOVE.)

For myself, I’m going to get to work on my sympathy problems. Actually, I feel like I’ve already released a pretty big amount of it last night, and also in writing this post.

I’m going to start allowing myself to be awesome, I’m going to allow my abundance to flourish now. The extra weight is going to come off easily now, and I’m going to let go of the seduction community, my old friends. It would seem that I’m light years ahead of them now, and always have ben because I’m the only guy who came into the scene on a full stomach… I’mthe only guy who was well-fed in high school, and I’m going to allow myself to enjoy what that is like, without feeling like I have to “Dumb Yourself Down” (DYD, haaa).

And the other guys, all they teach you is “frat boy game”, it’s pretty mundane. Once you are fed, you’ll realize you were only eating at McDonald’s, you were not enjoying high quality foods at all. I know she’s ’so hot”, but she’s also an idiot. And she is dragging you down in most cases.

When most of you guys see a hot girl, you mistakenly assume she is on a higher level of consciousness than you are, as if she knows things you do not know about. And you think that all of these meat-head frat boy PUA’s are on a higher level than you are - trust me, they aren’t. They are probably on a LOWER level than you, and I suggest that you hold on to your innocence. Just start asking girls if they are single, and get to know them in a NORMAL way, without all the fancy lines and ungenuine bullshit to spike her emotions. She should be happy to be in the presence of an honest, loving, and sincere guy like yourself. Don’t dumb yourself down just to get in her pants, because those girls will only stress you out more than love you. Go for the NATURAL CONNECTIONS, those girls are out there, although a bit harder to find.

“Success with women” is just an illusion. To get all of this pussy in your bed, you’ll come to realize that it CONSUMED YOU, and now you’re old and fat - you’re like my friend Cliff, empty and alone. In his 50’s, still going out to clubs to try to bang 20-year-olds, to prove to himself and to all of us that he is attractive, LOVEABLE. Poor bastard wasted his entire life on this seduction shit, and for what?

I’m going to allow ideaGasms to keep on going higher and higher and be the true front lines of dating, sex, and relationships consciousness.

I feel as though I’m just now getting started.

Marianne Williamson, thank you for that beautiful quote about my being afraid of my own light, I really, really needed to become aware of this old sympathy issue of mine. You have probably added quite a few years onto the end of my life, so thank you from the bottom of my Heart.

And thanks to all you L.A. folks, for loving me so damn much, your light helped me to see this major inner-game flaw of mine, so thank you a million times over. I also suspect that many of you have the same sympathy issues, so hopefully this post will help you as well. May you all follow your heart’s desires and get everything you want out of life, and live those things in joy.

As for the seduction gurus, when you’re ready to let that pickup and seduction stuff go, you know where to find me. I know how addictive the pickup is, but it turns out that banging beaver is just another form of energy vampirism. Pickup artists are just using women for validation and energy, and clubs are just one big giant cesspool of filth. When you finish up on that kindergarden level, I’ve got some really cool stuff to teach you guys. You probably won’t hear me unil you get fed (pussy), so go and get all the pussy you need first, and then we’ll get down to business.

And to the beautiful young woman from last night, thanks for showing up in my life at exactly the right time (amazing how she just called NOW as I started to write this line, freaky), you don’t realize just how much you have truly given me. (I feel like Kevin Spacey in that scene from American Beauty, where the young blond hottie lies down and is ready for sex, but in that moment, he realizes it wouldn’t be RIGHT (Heart), so he doesn’t sleep with her)

And most of all, thanks to Ghita, I told you I was going to bring us down some very strange roads… some of the wonderful, some of them dark, but always in search of truth. Thank you for your devotion, love, intimacy, support, and most of all, thank you for trusting me.

We Are.

Many, Many, Many Blessings to all,
Stephane

PS - a pickup workshop instructor read the above post on my private forums, and called me up because it really struck a chord. But, he felt that now, his life, his job of teaching guys to get laid was rendered meaningless.

But it’s only meaningless if you are teaching guys ‘how to get laid’!

Listen, a lot of men could stand to learn a thing or two about their body language, and how they come accros socially to others. You are bringing them light.

So keep on teaching your pickup workshops, they are very needed at this time. But don’t teach guys how to “get sex”, teach them how to become authentic, genuine, honest men who come from the Heart instead of the crotch.

Instead of tricks to play on women’s insecurities, teach them to QUALIFY women. Give them GENUINE and DIRECT pickup lines, and when the women are rude or mean or nasty, remind your student that it is not about him, it is SHE who owns the problem. Your student will need to hear that over and over until it clicks. Tell your students, “If they cannot give a straight answer to the question, “Are you single?” you just did yourself a favor by walking away from her!”

Teach them to find a decent girlfriend, instead of just a piece of ass for a trophy.

Trust me, teaching GENUINE, HEART-BASED pickup workshops, you’ll have job security for the rest of your life. And, I highly suggest daytime workshops instead of clubs