This morning I realized that it sometimes take a whole paradigm shift instead of little changes. Like a complete makeover/overhaul. I also had a realisation of sociatial programming and how much shit thete is to let go right now and then. So obvious shift is easily made.
Now that I write this my face feelslike it "changes" more hard, cut out of diamonds. This comes with the thought of "all girls want me" and abubdance.
I realized also this morning how it is bs to see someone and somewhat catagorize him above me, like my insecurities show and "ranks" get exposed.
Im also euphoric as fuck. Like life is so fucking good. Simultaneously life also seems to be truly clownsworld. Experiences are fun, yet it like a running meme at times. I have thought before that being a troll is a win/win, but this... the more ridiculous, the harder I seem to execute.
Im also noticing little "distortiobs", subtilities that try to drag my state of fun, troll, excitement, passion, carefree a bit diwn. I also realize im already enough. Like, I had to get some stuff ( everything is closed here, fuck me sideways ) so I went to the gasstation. It was like a ghosttown. I mentioned this ( been a while, owned the fucking place ) (indirect situation opener" and the girl at the payment was hooked. Smooth convo and starting to realize how much of a big deal I made it. Like, my feeling good is leaking over and translating inactual manifestation of, well, me. My presence. Lo and behold, her IOIs started firing.
I think its my attitude toqards getting numbers.not even if it is a big deal or nah, but rather, its positive, fun. Smooth and flowing. Not being so hard on myself.
Also, FRM breakthroughs have me giggle like a fucking groupie girl sometimes -.- its hilarious tho.
Also, the more andmore I feel I dont need at thing, and am enough, the harder my masculine core seems to shibe forth.
Talking about groupies btw, itsalmost consiatent now having women checking me out, glancing towards me with interest, giving oppurtunities at the gym and what not. Its like afucking consistent pattern now. Nothing to pin on about ( getting attached to that shit and having my mood being affected by that ) but realizing I can have with it in multiple ways. Non verbal, balsy and what not. Tho, my training is priority at the gym.
Constant social proof at the gym is real
Now that I write this my face feelslike it "changes" more hard, cut out of diamonds. This comes with the thought of "all girls want me" and abubdance.
I realized also this morning how it is bs to see someone and somewhat catagorize him above me, like my insecurities show and "ranks" get exposed.
Im also euphoric as fuck. Like life is so fucking good. Simultaneously life also seems to be truly clownsworld. Experiences are fun, yet it like a running meme at times. I have thought before that being a troll is a win/win, but this... the more ridiculous, the harder I seem to execute.
Im also noticing little "distortiobs", subtilities that try to drag my state of fun, troll, excitement, passion, carefree a bit diwn. I also realize im already enough. Like, I had to get some stuff ( everything is closed here, fuck me sideways ) so I went to the gasstation. It was like a ghosttown. I mentioned this ( been a while, owned the fucking place ) (indirect situation opener" and the girl at the payment was hooked. Smooth convo and starting to realize how much of a big deal I made it. Like, my feeling good is leaking over and translating inactual manifestation of, well, me. My presence. Lo and behold, her IOIs started firing.
I think its my attitude toqards getting numbers.not even if it is a big deal or nah, but rather, its positive, fun. Smooth and flowing. Not being so hard on myself.
Also, FRM breakthroughs have me giggle like a fucking groupie girl sometimes -.- its hilarious tho.
Also, the more andmore I feel I dont need at thing, and am enough, the harder my masculine core seems to shibe forth.
Talking about groupies btw, itsalmost consiatent now having women checking me out, glancing towards me with interest, giving oppurtunities at the gym and what not. Its like afucking consistent pattern now. Nothing to pin on about ( getting attached to that shit and having my mood being affected by that ) but realizing I can have with it in multiple ways. Non verbal, balsy and what not. Tho, my training is priority at the gym.
Constant social proof at the gym is real
