06-09-2017, 01:58 PM
06-09-2017, 03:04 PM
(06-09-2017, 01:58 PM)Mr. Anderson Wrote: [ -> ]I am happy for you guys that you already get that much benefit from the sub.
I mean... I've been running some version of DMSI for almost a year now, lol. v3.1a / b for about... 3 months? Really had time to settle in.
06-11-2017, 09:15 PM
Eight loops royally f*cked me up. Terrible rage based resistance. Snapped at my Muay Thai coach. Was getting ghosted left and right. Four seems to be my sweet spot.
06-11-2017, 10:46 PM
I'm doing 7 loops of B every night, and I may be increasing it. The more my subconscious tries to resist, the more it forces me to do to get the same results.
Been through some pretty bad depression-based resistance recently, too... but this is happening. We are doing this my way, and we are going to succeed. That's all there is to it.
Been through some pretty bad depression-based resistance recently, too... but this is happening. We are doing this my way, and we are going to succeed. That's all there is to it.
06-11-2017, 11:29 PM
I'm doing 8 loops of A starting from last night to hopefully get over whatever i'm resisting because it seems to have been occasional and far between when i've been executing DMSI.
I can't say 8 messed me up or anything, I was angry and frustrated earlier but after the gym I feel better.
Here's a weird thing i've noticed, when I do more loops I sleep better. And both times i've done 8 loops.. last night and a week or two ago i've had a wet dream and woken up hard so that tells me something may be happening that wasn't before.
I can't say 8 messed me up or anything, I was angry and frustrated earlier but after the gym I feel better.
Here's a weird thing i've noticed, when I do more loops I sleep better. And both times i've done 8 loops.. last night and a week or two ago i've had a wet dream and woken up hard so that tells me something may be happening that wasn't before.
06-12-2017, 05:12 AM
Kinda similar experiences here with 8 loops A. I will usually feel pretty good, and have a decent mood (or sometimes - a great mood, when stuff breaks through), but at times I will feel totally miserable. Short spurts though, they last an hour or two at most. Also sometimes I will get resistance-headaches, but they are bearable (stronger than when I was using fewer loops, but still within my limits for normal functioning). Definitely needing more sleep, too.
I do have an increased tendency towards smoking and consuming caffeine when the "downswings" occur, though. Self-sabotage ahoy!
Still, the program is too powerful to be entirely derailed by my attempts to do so, heh.
I do have an increased tendency towards smoking and consuming caffeine when the "downswings" occur, though. Self-sabotage ahoy!
Still, the program is too powerful to be entirely derailed by my attempts to do so, heh.06-12-2017, 07:43 AM
Same about the self-sabotage. Interestingly enough, there's something that pulls me out of the darkness fairly quickly during these resisting days. Unfortunately, that substance also affects DMSI results, so when I use it, I can't really post results because I'm not sure which causes which. So, I'll just leave it alone so people won't start invalidating their own results, lol.
06-12-2017, 03:30 PM
Unbelievable. My throat is getting sore again. My subconscious has found an easy way to derail my DMSI usage and it's definitely playing it up.
06-12-2017, 03:52 PM
(06-12-2017, 03:30 PM)chaosvrgn Wrote: [ -> ]Unbelievable. My throat is getting sore again. My subconscious has found an easy way to derail my DMSI usage and it's definitely playing it up.
I wonder if switching to MIR reinforces that notion by the subc?
06-12-2017, 08:13 PM
There's scripting in DMSI that prevents that.
06-13-2017, 09:42 AM
I ended up not switching. Pretty much said I'd deal with the cold / sore throat. Guess what? Sore throat went away. XD
06-19-2017, 02:46 PM
Craziest, craziest hit ever. So wacky that I'm still doubting whether it even happened... but first --
DMSI has been taking me through some super deep sh*t for the past three weeks or so. I mean, suuuuuper deep. Only my closest colleagues and friends would know because I pretty much went into hiding and only chatted with a few people from the Skype group. Then, about a week ago, I started to have a number of breakthroughs. My subconscious tried EVERYTHING to get me to stop running DMSI. I mean, every other day I was getting a cold, or a toothache, or something to try to get me to run MHS. When that didn't work, I sprained my wrist badly in the most ridiculous freak accident at Muay Thai. I'm getting ready for my first fight (a charity exhibition) in August, so being out of commission for a week is NOT GOOD. I almost ran MHS, but decided that I wasn't going to give my subconscious the damn pleasure.
Kept on running DMSI and started having an INSANE number of clearing dreams. I mean, 4-5 in one night. There was one particular dream that seemed to serve as a catalyst to the rest of the story. I was out on a date with this woman and we went back to her house. She laid down on the best, invited me to join her. I hopped on the bed and she wrapped her arms around me like she was comforting me. I remember feeling so "at home" with her. Next thing I knew, she was pulling a knife and trying to stab me in the neck. I managed to keep her off of me for a bit but I had the distinct impression that I was going to lose and die. When I woke up the next morning, I felt disoriented and weird. Ended up vomiting a number of times.
Once that passed... I noticed something had changed. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I just feel more... amazing. Badass. Masculine. Unstoppable. Next thing I knew, I was messaging 15-20 women a day in online dating. The conversations were getting so out of hand that I totally lost track of who I was talking to. Was calling women the wrong name and shit. In one day, I got five numbers and ended up discarding four of them because I really didn't want the numbers anyway. Was just seeing if I could. This has continued even to today. Talking to a number of 8's, 9's and 10's like it's nothing. Manifestations coming out of nowhere. And then... there was the HIT.
Spent the weekend with my daughter for Father's Day. Got to her mother's house -- stepfather's at work. My ex was acting reaaaalllly odd. She had put on this tiny little dress with boy shorts under them. Sat down in a bean bag and opened her legs spread eagle in my direction. I pretended not to notice, kept playing with my daughter. Ex asked me if I wanted to grab a steak with her. I said sure.
At the steakhouse, we end up sitting beside this table of mostly young black women. Looked like a graduation party. The woman at the end of the table was a straight up 9/10 -- absolutely gorgeous. Half black, half Moroccan (overheard her tell the waiter). Like a young Gabrielle Union with softer features and that exotic look that Moroccan women have. Wearing this super, super tight form-fitting dress with a huge split.
Anyway, we sit down. Keep in mind, I'm wearing a tight athletic shirt and shorts that shows off my Muay Thai physique (I've been hitting the gym for 15 hours a week for over 3-4 months now). But that doesn't explain this. She takes a look at my ex, my daughter, locks eyes with me, immediately looks down and smiles. She then crosses her legs tightly in a way that the split reveals the entire length of her legs. And then she begins to furiously, yet rhythmically circle her hips in the chair while glancing up at me with glossy eyes and a smirk.
My ex notices what she's doing and says loudly, "We're NOT together," out of what I presume was pure jealousy. I angrily reply, "doesn't matter if we aren't," and go back to ordering my food. The chick continues to do this for like 2-3 minutes and then goes to the bathroom -- I presume to clean off. When she comes back, she stands at her table fumbling with her phone, ass turned diagonally in my direction. At this point, I'm feeling the DMSI bubble. I can sense her presence. I can sense that she's looking at me. I swear to the Universe -- I think I was reading her thoughts.
So, ass pointed at me, she starts dancing to the song on the radio. Some random ass country song. Of course, she dances by bouncing her ass lightly. One of the other women at the table was looking at her like wtf and tells her to sit down. She does. For the rest of the time, she kept peeking over at me.
When it was time for their party to leave, she stands up and bends completely over to pick up her purse... that was ON THE TABLE, rofl. Not on the floor. My ex was finally like, "yo wtf is wrong with you"! The chick turns around and I quickly said, "she was talking to me," because I don't need any trouble with my daughter around. The chick smiled at me and slowly walked away.
I was like, holy shit this just happened! Now, there's a few people on the forum that doesn't "believe" in body language and stuff and that's why they miss out on things like this. And maybe the story doesn't come across well over text. But trust me, if you were there, you'd be like wtf. This chick was straight up peacocking, trying her best to get my attention.
Since then, I've switched to v3.1b. Momentum is insane. Tons of online messages and shit. A date set for this weekend and for Tuesday. My goal is to get actual f*ck footage and/or sound very soon. I'm already spreading the word around the MT gym that I'm having a Mayweather vs. MacGregor party, gonna watch it on my 100" projector and stuff. Have a date over that night. Someone's getting f*cked.
I'm soooo close to full execution, I sense it.
DMSI has been taking me through some super deep sh*t for the past three weeks or so. I mean, suuuuuper deep. Only my closest colleagues and friends would know because I pretty much went into hiding and only chatted with a few people from the Skype group. Then, about a week ago, I started to have a number of breakthroughs. My subconscious tried EVERYTHING to get me to stop running DMSI. I mean, every other day I was getting a cold, or a toothache, or something to try to get me to run MHS. When that didn't work, I sprained my wrist badly in the most ridiculous freak accident at Muay Thai. I'm getting ready for my first fight (a charity exhibition) in August, so being out of commission for a week is NOT GOOD. I almost ran MHS, but decided that I wasn't going to give my subconscious the damn pleasure.
Kept on running DMSI and started having an INSANE number of clearing dreams. I mean, 4-5 in one night. There was one particular dream that seemed to serve as a catalyst to the rest of the story. I was out on a date with this woman and we went back to her house. She laid down on the best, invited me to join her. I hopped on the bed and she wrapped her arms around me like she was comforting me. I remember feeling so "at home" with her. Next thing I knew, she was pulling a knife and trying to stab me in the neck. I managed to keep her off of me for a bit but I had the distinct impression that I was going to lose and die. When I woke up the next morning, I felt disoriented and weird. Ended up vomiting a number of times.
Once that passed... I noticed something had changed. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I just feel more... amazing. Badass. Masculine. Unstoppable. Next thing I knew, I was messaging 15-20 women a day in online dating. The conversations were getting so out of hand that I totally lost track of who I was talking to. Was calling women the wrong name and shit. In one day, I got five numbers and ended up discarding four of them because I really didn't want the numbers anyway. Was just seeing if I could. This has continued even to today. Talking to a number of 8's, 9's and 10's like it's nothing. Manifestations coming out of nowhere. And then... there was the HIT.
Spent the weekend with my daughter for Father's Day. Got to her mother's house -- stepfather's at work. My ex was acting reaaaalllly odd. She had put on this tiny little dress with boy shorts under them. Sat down in a bean bag and opened her legs spread eagle in my direction. I pretended not to notice, kept playing with my daughter. Ex asked me if I wanted to grab a steak with her. I said sure.
At the steakhouse, we end up sitting beside this table of mostly young black women. Looked like a graduation party. The woman at the end of the table was a straight up 9/10 -- absolutely gorgeous. Half black, half Moroccan (overheard her tell the waiter). Like a young Gabrielle Union with softer features and that exotic look that Moroccan women have. Wearing this super, super tight form-fitting dress with a huge split.
Anyway, we sit down. Keep in mind, I'm wearing a tight athletic shirt and shorts that shows off my Muay Thai physique (I've been hitting the gym for 15 hours a week for over 3-4 months now). But that doesn't explain this. She takes a look at my ex, my daughter, locks eyes with me, immediately looks down and smiles. She then crosses her legs tightly in a way that the split reveals the entire length of her legs. And then she begins to furiously, yet rhythmically circle her hips in the chair while glancing up at me with glossy eyes and a smirk.
My ex notices what she's doing and says loudly, "We're NOT together," out of what I presume was pure jealousy. I angrily reply, "doesn't matter if we aren't," and go back to ordering my food. The chick continues to do this for like 2-3 minutes and then goes to the bathroom -- I presume to clean off. When she comes back, she stands at her table fumbling with her phone, ass turned diagonally in my direction. At this point, I'm feeling the DMSI bubble. I can sense her presence. I can sense that she's looking at me. I swear to the Universe -- I think I was reading her thoughts.
So, ass pointed at me, she starts dancing to the song on the radio. Some random ass country song. Of course, she dances by bouncing her ass lightly. One of the other women at the table was looking at her like wtf and tells her to sit down. She does. For the rest of the time, she kept peeking over at me.
When it was time for their party to leave, she stands up and bends completely over to pick up her purse... that was ON THE TABLE, rofl. Not on the floor. My ex was finally like, "yo wtf is wrong with you"! The chick turns around and I quickly said, "she was talking to me," because I don't need any trouble with my daughter around. The chick smiled at me and slowly walked away.
I was like, holy shit this just happened! Now, there's a few people on the forum that doesn't "believe" in body language and stuff and that's why they miss out on things like this. And maybe the story doesn't come across well over text. But trust me, if you were there, you'd be like wtf. This chick was straight up peacocking, trying her best to get my attention.
Since then, I've switched to v3.1b. Momentum is insane. Tons of online messages and shit. A date set for this weekend and for Tuesday. My goal is to get actual f*ck footage and/or sound very soon. I'm already spreading the word around the MT gym that I'm having a Mayweather vs. MacGregor party, gonna watch it on my 100" projector and stuff. Have a date over that night. Someone's getting f*cked.
I'm soooo close to full execution, I sense it.
06-19-2017, 10:49 PM
Who are you going for? Mayweather or McGregor?
06-20-2017, 08:33 AM
(06-19-2017, 10:49 PM)wolverine_i_am Wrote: [ -> ]Who are you going for? Mayweather or McGregor?
Mayweather, but I'm putting money on McGregor because the odds are going to be crazy against him. XD
But clearly, Mayweather will win any boxing match against McGregor, lol. You're talking about someone who has been boxing since he was 4. Undefeated in the ring by the greatest boxers of his time. This is a money play for McGregor. It's worth 78 mil to each fighter.