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Abundance

Rob Says2 Comments
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Yoda Knows What’s Up

A Long Time Ago… In a Galaxy Far, Far Away… I got bit by the Oneitis bug. I’m not going to go back into that, except to say that since that time so long ago, my outlook on women, and on pretty much anything else for that matter, has changed.

Guys, there’s always Another.

There’s always another job.

There’s always another way to make money.

There’s always another place to live.

There’s always more things (that you don’t need) to buy.

There’s always another woman.

7.7 billion people currently inhabit planet Earth, and the number keeps growing. I touched on it here.

You want to know why shit doesn’t really bother me all that much anymore? Because there is always “another.”

Sure, each woman you meet is going to be unique in her own way. She’s going to have life experiences that other women will not have had, at least at the time that you run across her. She’s going to have her own views and opinions on how the world turns and what makes it tick. She’s going to have freckles and moles on areas of her body that no other woman will have in the same spot. Her laugh will be different from many other women’s laughs. The scars on her body, the “flaws and imperfections” will be different from any other woman’s.

But there will always be “another.” The woman that you’ve been seeing for awhile? The woman that you are dating? The woman that you married and have lived with for years and years? I’m sure she is fantastic and you can’t imagine what life would be like without her. And yet, there is another.

There is another woman out there who will be just as compatible as the woman you are with. She will have different scars and marks on her body, she may be a little shorter or taller than your current woman. She will absolutely have different life experiences and opinions than your current woman, but you two will get along just fine. You may even get along better than you and your current woman do.

So she walked out on you? So what? There’s another woman out there for you. More than one actually. It hurts for awhile for me when a relationship ends, especially when I’m the one not wanting it to end, but there will be another one out there for me. All I have to do is get off my ass and go out and get it. That’s all you need to do too. Get off your ass, go out there, and get it, if that’s what you want.

Don’t want an LTR? Don’t want to “play house?” That’s fine too. There are plenty of women out there who don’t want to play house or have an LTR either. It’s like grocery shopping, only the aisles are never-ending, and the shelves are always stocked.

Everything I’ve said about women also applies to things like jobs. You’re stuck in a shitty job that you hate? There’s always another one out there. It may not pay the same as your current soul-sucker, but given time, you can get the amount you want and need. Same can be said for making money in general. There’s always a way. It might be legal, it might not. That’s up to you.

If you expect your “dream job,” or your “dream girl” to just magically fall into your lap, sorry, it doesn’t work that way. You’re going to have to bust your ass to make it happen. The women and the jobs are out there, but you’re going to have to do more than just wishful thinking.

All of the things, everything that you want is out there, it’s up to you to get off your ass and go and get it. You get to do the work. You get to be rejected. You get to be denied. And then you get to do it all over again. That’s life. Get used to it.

Abundance, at least to me, means that there’s always “another.” That’s why shit doesn’t get me down or keep me down for long. There’s always another….Whatever. There’s always more friends to make. There’s always more places to visit and/or live in. There’s always another meal to be eaten and a drink to be drank. Unless maybe you live somewhere where food and water are scarce. But then again, if that’s you, you wouldn’t be reading this right now, you’d be looking for your next meal and your next drink of water. And most likely, you’d find it. I know I would.

Don’t let a woman walking out of your life get you down. Sure, take the time to grieve the loss. But then get back out there. “Get back on the horse.” Don’t sell yourself short and don’t sell your soul for “that woman,” whoever she is, because there will always be another. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll enhance your life in ways that your previous woman couldn’t or wouldn’t. Ditto for your job situation. Same for everything else.

There’s always another.

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Don’t Be This Guy

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Screenshot of a pathetic dude

The above screenshot is something that one of the women that I’m seeing sent to me.

Here’s a little backstory:

I met this woman about a month ago on an online dating app. We’ve hit it off pretty good so far. She’s fun to be around and I enjoy her company. The other day she was over at my house giving me a full body massage, but before the massage though, while we were sitting around shooting the shit, she brings up a guy that she had met on the app. She “matched” or “connected” with this guy around the same time, or right before she met me.

She then showed me the above screenshot. Honestly, I nearly shit myself. It’s one thing to hear about it from other guys on the internet and to see their screenshots that they received from somebody, somewhere. It’s another thing to see it “live and in the flesh.”

The guy sending her that text had texted with her a handful of times and they met only one time. Apparently the meeting was mediocre at best, at least according to her.

What I give a shit about is the fact that this guy is so willing and so desperate to find a woman that he would do all of the things that he’s texting about for her.

Like I said in the beginning, I’ve been seeing this woman for about a month, and I barely know her. We’ve seen each other maybe 5 or 6 times total. There’s no way in hell I would send something like this to a woman. Hell, I was married for 6 years and dating my ex-wife for two years before that, and I never offered to open a joint account with her. I never put her name as joint on anything now that I think about it.

Guys, this type of behavior absolutely reeks of desperation, clinginess, and neediness. You will chase women right out of your reach and into the arms of another man if you do it. Jesus H. Christ Almighty, have some fucking self-respect.

Last time I checked, there are 7.7 billion people on this planet. I would hazard a guess and say that roughly half of that population are women. And women that are available in your area? I don’t know where you live, but unless you live at the North Pole or in Antartica, I would say that there is a fair number of women that are of whatever dating age you prefer and they are available to you.

The odds are with you, believe it or not. You may not have the best odds in the world, but you do have odds going for you that you can find at least one woman, without you having to resort to some pathetic shit like the above screenshot.

Do shit like that, and best case scenario? She’ll run screaming as fast as she can, away from you. Worst case scenario? She’ll take you up on your offer and bleed you dry faster than a hungry vampire.

You’ve been warned.

Stop doing this bullshit. Stop with this nonsense. There’s always another woman out there. It might take you a moment to find her, or her sister, cousin, daughter, mother, whatever, but you’ll find her. There’s always another one. The odds are with you.

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The “Aftermath”

Rob Says1 Comment

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It’s Tuesday, 2 days after I got back from my week of “The Village By The Sea” with my Brother’s Vince, TJ, and that asshole, Aaron Clarey. It was a great time had by all, at least that is how it appeared to me.

Plenty of booze got drank. Kraken rum was in short supply for some odd reason. Vince and I are still shaking our heads as to how that happened. I drank more beer over that week than I do in months. I smoked more cigars during that week than I do in several months. I was definitely hell bent to alter my consciousness chemically via booze and smokes. Mission accomplished.

We did quite a few Periscope’s on Twitter. You can find those on my profile and on the Masculine Geek profile. I forgot just how fun impromptu videocasts can be. I’m so used to sitting in a chair with a backdrop and a high definition camera and microphone running while I’m running my mouth, I totally forgot how easy and how fun it can be broadcasting from a car, a deck, or even at the beach, facing the Atlantic Ocean. I forgot how much fun you can have while broadcasting and not giving a fuck who is watching, or if there is even anyone watching at all.

We did our Wednesday show like we always do, only this time, all four of us were in the same room, under one camera and microphone. I haven’t watched the replay yet, so I have no idea of the sound quality or the video quality, but damn, it sure was fun interacting with my Brother’s face to face and in real time.

Which brings me to the point of this post:

Meeting those guys in real life is one of my missions. It is why I do what I do when I’m running my mouth on all the various platforms of social media that I belong on. It’s why I’m writing this post. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy writing and talking to others on the internet. I enjoy running my mouth. I enjoy making my videos on my YouTube channel and with other’s on their channels. At the end of the day though, my ultimate goal is to meet these individuals in real life, face to face.

I don’t know how many times I’ve said it over the last year, but I’m going to say it again:

You can’t be deplatformed in real life. People online may shout at you in an attempt to silence you, but I haven’t yet had someone try that shit with me in real life. In real life, there are consequences for your actions and even the keyboard warriors know that to one degree or another.

I do all of this so that I can meet other like-minded men, and yes, even some women, in real life. I do it so that the wanderer’s in the night have a beacon of light to guide them home. I do it so that those that are seeking will find me. It’s easier than me going and looking around in the dark for them. It’s easier for me to light a fire and hope that you will see it, out there, wherever you are.

One of my favorite parts of the Village By The Sea trip was when we went to Atlantic City and met up with Joe Curl and James Streissand. It was great to meet those two Men in the flesh and to exchange handshakes and hugs. Yeah I said it. It was great being able to sit down with them, even if it was only for a short time, and get to know them, to hear their stories. That is something that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.

It’s not that difficult to do, to be able to set up a signal and push it out there. I know I talked about it last December. Guys, use your voice. It’s not that hard honestly, and yes, for awhile, you’re going to be screaming into the void. But then, one day, somebody will show up. They always do. And from there it just goes. It really does. So if you are looking to meet people like you, and there are none around you, then it’s on you to create the very thing that you are looking for. Be that beacon of light in the dark so that other’s like you can find you.

Push ahead and persevere. Keep at it. Keep going. Keep using your voice, keep saying what you want to say. Do it until you are sick of hearing yourself speak, and then do it again. Become a broken record. Become that squeaky wheel that needs the grease. Keep running your mouth. Keep it up.

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