This opportunity will never come again.

When you come across an opportunity, you hesitate.

You are tempted.

You are tempted to put it off.

You tell yourself:

One day I will be able to do that.

But that day will never come.

You are afraid and don’t believe you will be successful, and so you pretend as though you will be capable later.

But this is the biggest lie.

If you cannot do it now, then when?

The only way you will be able to do it right in the future is if you give yourself permission to fuck up now.

Get this:

By throwing away this opportunity, you are actually throwing away two opportunities.

Because in the future, when you come across this situation again, you will be right back where you started!

You will be in the same place, and you will have to overcome your fears all over again.

By throwing this away, you are actually throwing away all future endeavours if the same nature, leaving you right back where you started.

Remind yourself:

This opportunity will never come again.

Perhaps, PERHAPS…one day you will encounter a SIMILAR opportunity…but this one will be gone forever, unless you take it now.

The reason you don’t take it now is because you are afraid of failure.

This is a scarcity mindset.

But what you don’t realize is that scarcity breeds scarcity, and by putting off the risk of failure now, you actually GUARANTEE failure. By failing to act.

You have to give yourself permission to fail.

You have to fuck up to succeed.

If you do nothing, this opportunity will never come again. You will have wasted it.

But by seizing it and possibly fucking it up all to hell, you at least make it easier for yourself in the future.

Because consider this:

You will NEVER do it if you can’t do it now.

One day you MAY have more confidence, but why wait? Why put this off?

The sooner you fuck this opportunity up, the sooner your ONE DAY will come.

You can either fuck this up, or gaurantee failure in the future.

At least by doing it now, you are one step closer to “That Day” when you are finally capable of success at this thing.



The sooner you do it, the sooner Your Day is coming.

But if you can’t do it now, then when?

If you don’t do it now, you will never do it.

If you can’t do it now, then you will never be able to do it.

And this opportunity will never come again.


Little baby steps.

They frustrate you. Lost opportunity leaves you with an empty hunger. It’s not enough to eat or even have sex. The failure eats at you, a mounting rage that you can either quell or feed.

The gnawing emptiness is the void in your heart. It’s what those Christians tell you only God can fill. It’s the ache that all those bliss ninnies say cannot come from material desires, or the “world.”

Of course they’re not wrong, but they’re not right.

The frustration is from your own potential, your own LACK of freedom.

Every little thing you do wrong builds up into a rising desperation.

How many days did you waste?

How many hours did you sleep longer, how many hours did you work at your job just to pay rent so that you can continue to go nowhere?

Did you work all day only to blow it with the one girl you could have talked to?

You forgot to ask her for her number, and it haunts you all night.

You don’t know what to do about it. You just want to BREAK OUT.

You want to DO SOMETHING but you don’t know what to do!

You are restless at night, wishing there was a way to break out of the madness, wishing that you could do something right this very moment to correct yourself and move mountains and change the course of your life.

You might be desperate and lonely. Your girlfriend could walk out of your life tomorrow and it would throw you into chaos because you are trapped in a cage.

You’re holding back and you know it.

But you don’t know how to overcome all the rationalizations and excuses in your head.

You’re worried about damaging relationships, or your reputation with those around you.

Your insufferable excuses lead you to avoid practice, and when opportunity hits you are unable to take full advantage of it.

You know that something needs to GIVE, but WHAT?

When will you break free?

When will you finally stop giving a fuck about the world around you?

When will you finally LET YOURSELF fulfill your potential?

When will you EMBRACE FAILURE and learn to LOVE MISTAKES?

Will it “happen” tomorrow?

Or years from now?

Can you imagine what it would be like to go another day with the gag on your mouth, building all this discipline and seemingly changing, but in all actuality just wasting away and not really changing at all?



When are you finally going to break rules, get yourself in trouble, and more importantly go after what you really need to pursue, whether heaven or hell is due and whether you ultimately fail miserably or not?

Will it be today? Tomorrow?

A week from now? A month from now?



It’s the hardest and easiest thing in the world to let go.

It will madden you and frighten you but it will also haunt your spirit every day, every night, calling to you and pressing down on you like a boulder on your shoulder until you finally wake up from your mortal comfort and embrace the insanity, no matter how scared you are.

Because this is your Higher Calling, it is your Drive, it is your ambition and your spirit and nothing else can possibly matter.

It is really YOU and it will finally give you an edge over all those fools, over all those failures, over all the people who ever told you “NO.”

But most importantly, it will finally give you freedom from yourself.

It’s the prison in your mind. The barrier you call home.

It is Hell and you want to get out of it.

But when?


Eye contact is a waste of time because you’re not there yet

Today I failed.

I saw this really cute girl in the gym and even though she wasn’t stellar I wanted her.

I waltzed in and before I even saw her I sensed it was a chick. And, sure enough, there she was against the wall. I kept walking and planned to talk to her once I got going.

That was my first mistake.

Over the course of 15 minutes I tried my damndest to get eye contact but she wasn’t really giving it to me. I glared at her eventually, leered at her, trying to get some reaction. I got pissed off.

Then, wouldn’t you know it, she walks up to some dude on the treadmill and starts talking to him. I could tell by the way they talked that they were just friends. But she approached him.

She did NOT approach me.

Here I am, fucking alpha male who could give her the greatest sex of her entire life, and she approaches this faggot on the treadmill.

Am I even a man?

Eventually the gym was closing and I had to leave. They just kept talking. I could have barged in on their conversation.

Come to think of it, that’s exactly what I should have done. The strong take what they want, and I am stronger than him. Therefore I deserved her more than him. But only if I had the action to back that attitude up.

What’s even worse is that I passed two girls on my bike getting to the gym and just said “Hi” to them both but I didn’t feel like I got “good” eye contact from them. In fact they seemed sorta weirded out.

So to lose this girl that I REALLY wanted by making the third mistake in a row…the same goddamn mistake…

I feel like such a loser. I feel like less than a man.


Just now: you can see the look of failure on my face

To stay up every night for hours on end dreaming and burning and yearning to meet new girls, to supercede the girlfriend that doesn’t meet my standards, to long for what I never had.

It eats away at my SOUL and it drives me insane. Literally, I’ve gone insane before. Laughing out loud in the middle of the night for no reason, crying in the middle of the street. My mom kept asking me what was wrong every night. It was the FRUSTRATION.

The unending nightmare, the unending longing for what I want that continually evades me. It haunts me daily and now I am at a point where I can’t even emotionally connect with my girlfriend anymore because my mind is so far away, wishing for what I really want.

This pain is exactly why I no longer listen to anybody who tries to tell me what to do. They couldn’t possibly understand.


Nothing is “meaningless.” Everything is.


You decide what’s meaningful for you. Actually, it’s not even a fucking choice.

It chooses you, and it keeps you awake at night.

To stay up all night and then fuck up THREE TIMES over the SAME EXACT THING. FUCK EYE CONTACT.


From now on I’m not even going to hesitate to approach any girl I want as soon as I see her. Fuck the consequences.

It’s almost like my little “revenge” against women for not giving me enough eye contact.


Get eye contact first? No, just go for it.

EVERY YEAR THIS HAPPENS. On and off. On and off, month after month, hitting on girls and then stopping because something “bad happens.”

Last time I hit on every girl I pleased I got banned from a whole gym. It’s no wonder I’m scared to even talk to a girl now in the gym.

What really irks me is that not ONCE in that old gym did I even get too aggressive or sexual. I think the most assertive thing I said was, “I think you’re cute” and “You have a husband?”

And I STILL got banned. No words, no explanations. The police just showed up and said I was being denied business here. They actually thought the whole thing was silly and they didn’t understand why I was being kicked out either. They were super-supportive and that was the beginning of the end of my distrust of cops.

I no longer dislike police, or even authority.

I dislike the System.

There is something very wrong in a world where I can talk to a girl, have her say she has a husband, politely tell her to have a nice day, and then as I’m walking away have some beta faggot ask her, “Are you all right?”



Yesterday in a Taco Bell some fat disgusting bitch–grossly obese–kept staring at me. After a while I got pretty uncomfortable. But did I call the police? No.

This is part of the obstacles that keep me constantly climbing uphill.

My girlfriend confronted me not too long ago and told me she knew I’d been trying to see other girls the entire time we were together.

I demanded evidence, of course, and she had none, of course. But she was right, of course. I had been trying to fuck new girls ever since we’d started.

A whole year of doing nothing but trying to replace my girlfriend. And what do I have to show for it?


…there was that one time I lost my virginity to a high schooler and gave her multiple orgasms, i guess…

…or that time I picked up the hottest girl I’ve ever seen in my life and she begged me to come over to her party…

…oh, and that one time a new girl paid for a hotel just so I could fuck her…

But still, my prime goal eludes me. I wish I could devote all my time and energy to it, but I am stuck. Even if I went out every day for hours on end like I did several times in my past, there just wouldn’t be enough girls.

It staggers me how many women I’ve had to hit on just to find some girls who want me. Every Jane around here seems to have a HUSBAND, let alone a boyfriend.

There is no two ways about it.

I am in the situation I am in, and there are two things I can do:

1.) Give this up and settle

2.) Forget eye contact or approach signals or smiles and just approach EVERY SINGLE WOMAN I WANT, like a real man, until I start getting more women.

Flip a coin.

Big surprise which option I’m going to pick.