Do You Respect The Women You ‘Game’?

by Jonathon on September 21, 2009 · No Comments

respect women Is it possible to respect the women that you ‘game’, knowing that you’ve simply “tricked” them into sleeping with you?

Knowing that she’s fallen for a shell identity you presented to her – which you know is not the real you?

Are you really capable of respecting a woman who is so easily ‘won over’ – or is it more likely that you would pity her?

I’m discovering more and more within this seduction community a deep lack of appreciation for the opposite sex.

It’s kind of embedded into what we learn: women need to constantly have attraction switches ‘flipped’, that they constantly need to be maintained in that ‘state’ that will allow you to ‘plow through’ their ‘objections’ any time you’d like.

Think of what our brains make of that: women are fickle creatures that require constant, complete attention – otherwise they’ll move on to the shinier, prettier object than the current version you are representing to them.

And if they don’t ‘next’ you – that is, if they do indeed sleep with you – it’s a means to your own end. It’s all so you can feel good about yourself – perhaps only to discover that you could never respect a woman that could be so easily manipulated.

I mean if you could do it – what’s stopping anybody else from doing exactly the same thing.

All of a sudden, the one thing that was supposed to be the cure to your insecurity, is now the very thing that is fanning the fire.

This whole seduction community was born out of insecurity. A bunch of frustrated men, disgruntled by their ongoing failings with the opposite sex decided to crack the code.

They decided that enough was enough – and they were going to get ‘sexual abundance’.

Sound a little like your story?

Let me ask you: are you trying to revenge – fuck your way out of your unhappiness?

How about instead of using women as disposable happiness, you get over your own bullshit and become a Man about it.

Instead of letting her be the aspirin to your migraine, you deal with the reason you keep getting that headache over, and over again.

Quit your whingeing, grow the fuck up, and start to realise the man that’s been clawing at your insides, trying to get out and express himself to the world as a gift – rather than a burden.

Put your ego to the side for one moment, and really start to see that woman for the inspiration she is.

Let her take you to heights you’ve never dreamed of, rather than back down into the depths of your unhappiness.

She never did that, by the way – you did.

You were the common denominator EVERY time.

Stop blaming the women in your life for your unhappiness. Take responsibility for it, so that you can then let it go, rather than have it run your life, while you sit idly by wondering when the ride will stop.

Step into the cockpit and take this baby where it’s always wanted to go: higher, better, further, and greater.

Let go, and know inspiration.

Jonathon