I gotta admit. We pickup artists are fucking pathetic. We are the male counterparts to drugged up strippers who can never find satisfaction and fulfillment. Why? You could say that we’re all “looking for love in all the wrong places.”
As someone with respect for Buddhists beliefs (I’m a Taoist), I believe I understand what true love is about. In short, it’s an all-encompassing compassion for humanity. What do most PUAs look for, though? The Rolling Stones knew… “I can’t get no satisfaction.”
We’re living in a society where there is so much emphasis on sensory stimulation. I know that it’s all an illusion that has no real importance, but it still affects us all. I am no exception.
I still think about those times when I had a real, deep, intimate connection with a girl. Those feelings are a drug, man. We PUAs are always looking to get our fix off of women. We want those wonderful feelings of acceptance and affection. Most of the time, it’s a small dosage from a friend with benefits or something, but sometimes we take the heavy shit. Sometimes we get a shot of that thing that western society mistakenly calls “love” and then BOOM we are DRUGGED.
My name is Chief and I am an addict.
I still think about those more intimate times, when she and I would find ourselves just naturally getting closer and closer physically without either of us consciously realizing what was going on. Then, I realize that I’ve been sick with a cold for a few days and say, “I’m not going to kiss you. I’m sick” Then, she shoots back with a simple, “you should.” I still remember those timeless nights on the phone when she would tell me that she would love me forever and ever, and I would tell her that I love her so much that I’d die for her. I still think about… Psh. PUAs learn the skills of seduction just so we can be temporarily happy AFCs. The more of an AFC we can be the better. It’s the illusion of love that motivates us.
And then… the cycle repeats itself. The relationship, whatever type of relationship it was, ends and we go out to find our new fix. Another dosage of these feelings from a different dealer. The next dealer has something different for you… the same feelings, just different dosages. You can get a one night stand and that would be just one shot of your poison. I know I’m mixing up drug and alcohol analogies here, but bear with me. You can begin a whole new romantic relationship and that would be an entire handle of your poison. Either way, you’re going to run dry at some point and you’ll just end up being more dependant on the external substance of “love.” It’s a vicious cycle.
Some PUAs are in this just to get laid more. They just want that sensation over and over again. The rest of us are seeking something more, but nothing more noble or honorable. We just want everyone to give us unconditional love. What the hell kind of bullshit is that?
We pickup artists are fucking pathetic. Oh, well. I guess I’ll just go sarging tomorrow night. Then, I’ll be happy again because this is a fun game to play.
The bottle’s gunna run dry again, though. Sigh.
-Chief
