Game. When it’s brought up in the modern lexicon, it conjures up images of PUA’s and seduction guru’s, or of course if your Omega, video games – but in order to stay on course, most socially aware people these days, at least people participating in the dating market will know doubt have heard something about game or read something about it. Like anything else it comes with stigma’s that people on the outside don’t understand – like any other social dynamic or group popularization, the people looking in, who choose not to either understand it and learn it, or to look past the stereotypes and illusions cast upon it by its detractors and morons that assign the misogynist label on anything that doesn’t prop up or gush about our pc and feminist culture – simply misjudge it.
Again, like anything else that’s misunderstood, you could explain it in black in white to a hater, a non believer, or a layman, and all you get back will be negation, disbelief, accusations and shaming tactics of just man up, and stop being peter pans, etc. I’ve been struggling with this for the past few days, meditating on it (not sitting cross legged and humming type of meditation, but letting it ruminate in my head before it became coherent and I could get as close as one can to an objective truth) – the question for me became, as a writer, there is a part of me that wants to influence, if not change outright, the world into a better place, and I honestly see game as a necessary process, both for men and women; men to practice it, and both to benefit from it. But because I, as a reasonable and logical man, living in reality, cannot delude myself from the fact that a certain portion of society will never understand or listen or even want to do either. And thus comes the friction and dilemma.
Although I get a few messages here and there from gents out there that I’m helping, or have awakened them to the truth, I can’t get past the point that I have come to in this stage of writing here at The Shift, and that is, has Game reached it’s maximum potential as it currently stands? I’m sure I’m not the only one in the manosphere, be it game, or MRA’s, that must feel that everything we’re writing is either repetition, or that we’re only constantly reaching the same audience that has already accepted and taken the red pill, thus, everything written as it would be intended for blue pill poppers, will come off repetitive or redundant to those that already are my audience, and manosphere audience alike. Now, obviously, with feminism, this isn’t a dilemma, because, well because women lavish in regurgitated material that says the same thing over and over again solidifying the lies that their movement has told them. As women, as followers, they’ll lap it up over and over, just like gossip – girls can sit around and tell so called ‘juicy’ tidbits of other people’s lives ad nauseum, and any man listening to it, may get sucked in for a brief moment, but as soon as he realizes this is just some circular rotation, he moves away uninterested. Men forge, women weave.
I don’t want to see the manosphere turn into a large circle jerk for all of us red pill poppers, while the rest of the world marches on into its demise, like lemmings off a cliff. I think there’s valuable lessons in what we are all saying, and important issues that need to see the light of day inside the matrix. At some point, there needs to be a break through into the mainstream, there needs to be something that produces change. Banging chicks is great, and I will never stop writing on my favorite topic, girls, and pussy, and getting pussy, and keeping pussy, just like I doubt that I will stop pointing out ludicrous behaviours in people and most likely will not stop attacking feminism.
This post was originally going to be the greater merits of game, but it’s turned into something else, I write in streamed consciousness and spontaneous prose, so sometimes my posts start out as saying something, but things that are on my mind spew out through my fingers, I cannot change this anymore than I can replace all my blood. I don’t even claim to have the answers, but I wanted to write this post because I thought it would be important. Where do we go from here? If there’s one thing that game has revealed through me, for all my experiences with women, and game, is that you need to adjust constantly, otherwise you risk being redundant. Redundancy to an artist is worse than death.
There is still a lot of people to be reached, still a lot of people who don’t understand what game is, or what its inherent message is, and what importance it has, besides being able to seduce women. And I know, there isn’t a whole lot more to life than banging chicks, but switching a few people over from the matrix at a time, isn’t going to help grow the movements or is it going to gain any validity. Which comes to my greater dilemma.
I love being a dirty little secret. I think game works mainly as being a dirty little secret, because there’s nothing that turns women on more than dirty little secrets. Game and it’s counterculture, like all counterculture’s, really only has a legitimate soul when it hasn’t hit the masses. And yet, again, I’m sure I’m not the only one, but it would be nice to reap the financial and extra easy pussy rewards of being accepted into the mainstreams.
Oh the dilemma’s.