“What are you talking about?” I hear you cry. Of course fucking 100s of women is the ultimate level of achievement, something to aspire to above all else. I used to think the very same thing myself. It was my whole raison d’etre, the driving force behind all of my self-improvement and studying of game.
In actual fact, when you get to the point where you have nearly unlimited options with women, you realise it’s merely a stepping stone in a far greater journey – that of your fulfillment and self actualisation as a complete man.
Freed from the shackles of needing to constantly prove something to yourself by having sex with a stream of meaningless women, you become aware that there is so much more to life, challenges that are equally as difficult and more rewarding. Becoming a moral, upstanding member of society that others respect. Developing and reinforcing your personal boundaries. Learning deep self-acceptance. Total mastery of your own mind and emotions (not just deluding yourself that you’ve already got it by burying your head in the sand.)
Once you’ve reached this point, it is with deep suspicion and pity that you then view those that have seemingly become stuck there, narcissistically revelling in their own perceived power, their shallow characters and weak egos still requiring constant nurturing from a constant steam of slightly above average pussy, forever not realising that they’ll never attain true, genuine quality whilst they wallow in lascivious self aggrandisement. I’m looking at you, Krauser and Roosh.
We’ve all got to go through this stage as part of our development from our lowly beginnings. But whatever you do, DO NOT view this as an end goal, or a healthy place to remain once you get there. It’s not, and you’ll become increasingly dark the more you do so, and prevent yourself from ever freeing yourself of what is ultimately nothing more than an elaborate ego stroking exercise, and remain unable to truly begin self actualising as a complete man.