[This post is from two days ago.]
I felt absolutely 'on' today.
My attitude was a combination of 'I'm the f*cking man." and 'If you're not with me, get the f*ck out of my way.' I was sharp, confident, witty and articulate. I felt like I was 10 feet tall and my body language reflected it. I also felt like I was 'on level' with others. In fact I felt like I was the level for them to measure themselves against. I was completely outcome independent in all of my interactions.
I swear I didn't do cocaine.
I was unusually social—perhaps due to the confidence. I chatted with 2 female acquaintances at the mall I work at. Let's call them kiosk girl and store MILF.
Both were happy to see me. Kiosk girl complimented me on my sweater and touched it. FYI it's not new and kind of wrinkled. Don't think it was the sweater. Store MILF had a glint in her eye during our conversation.
I effortlessly carried and ended each conversation. No shortage of topics, along with good flow and relatability—things I tend to struggle with.
Attractive women felt accessible. What an amazing feeling. I felt like I could approach any woman and suck her into my reality. I had the thought that I would enrich the lives of these women and they'd be better for it. I also felt like it would be a privilege for them to be graced by my c*ck. Too much?
In summary, I was a magnet. My reality was strong and people were getting sucked into it. This is how I should feel every day.
Promising that I'm experiencing this in Stage 2.
I felt absolutely 'on' today.
My attitude was a combination of 'I'm the f*cking man." and 'If you're not with me, get the f*ck out of my way.' I was sharp, confident, witty and articulate. I felt like I was 10 feet tall and my body language reflected it. I also felt like I was 'on level' with others. In fact I felt like I was the level for them to measure themselves against. I was completely outcome independent in all of my interactions.
I swear I didn't do cocaine.
I was unusually social—perhaps due to the confidence. I chatted with 2 female acquaintances at the mall I work at. Let's call them kiosk girl and store MILF.
Both were happy to see me. Kiosk girl complimented me on my sweater and touched it. FYI it's not new and kind of wrinkled. Don't think it was the sweater. Store MILF had a glint in her eye during our conversation.
I effortlessly carried and ended each conversation. No shortage of topics, along with good flow and relatability—things I tend to struggle with.
Attractive women felt accessible. What an amazing feeling. I felt like I could approach any woman and suck her into my reality. I had the thought that I would enrich the lives of these women and they'd be better for it. I also felt like it would be a privilege for them to be graced by my c*ck. Too much?
In summary, I was a magnet. My reality was strong and people were getting sucked into it. This is how I should feel every day.
Promising that I'm experiencing this in Stage 2.
Under heaven all can see beauty as beauty only because there is ugliness.
All can know good as good only because there is evil.
All can know good as good only because there is evil.
