Chase, and why I hate clubbing.

Knowing you got something that they want, and vice versa.
The game here is a very good sale of just how awesome you're prize is.
And what kind of prize is it that they want?

What does that person want, and how do I give it to them?
Because if they're even there in the first place, then you got what they want.
Just need to find the right procedure of selling you're product.
Perhaps it's far too tempting for them to take? If my offer seems too good to be true, then maybe they will pretend they don't want it?
Maybe they actually don't.

On a slightly related note..
You know what pisses me off?
This generations determination to succeed in the clubs and pubs.
It's like an ultimate buy in to the consumerist way of life, as they are the ones that designed the places in order to make money for themselves by charging ridiculous amounts for drinks. And people buy them, if not they will not meet the status quo and will be shunned.
So, in order to fit in with these fuck wits, you have to earn a decent wage first. Or buy goon and go out trashed, either way you still buy into the agenda when you rip you're skirt n shirt off and make out with some random who appears to be that radical awesome someone at the top of the food chain.
Sure, my view there is a little biased, but unfortunately it's regrettably true.
For the male it's hunting. And the dancing is a show off, the more women around you, usually the better you dance. You always catch some idiot pulling a stupid face in the background of a group of highly "educated" women in fancy dresses, completely deluded and drunk. This guy is a retard that needs to be shot. Because in this picture, he is masturbating the status quo.
The club and drug (when I say drug, I mean the dramatic version, guns and knives and mobsters) scene is a damaged one. Because there is no dignity in waking up without you're panties, or with a carrot shoved up you're ass. It may be funny if someone was watching you on television. In reality is dirty.
Do you really want this? All these people that attend and act in such manner are the most covered up people I know. They put on a good show to find a suitable mating partner, and in the end it's more of people getting into fights, getting so drunk they lose their wallets and getting covered in urine and losing underwear. I really don't understand the appeal in that.
Those people covering up their ridiculous acts and bullshit are the same people that are you're parents. If not you're parents I'm sure you could find a few people in the upper generation to suit.
"I've done this before" is a quote in particular of our fathers and mothers, in the terms that sure maybe there wasn't as many clubs as now, the setting may have changed in drastic amounts in different areas, however it's the same pathetic shit that gets passed down from generation to generation, thus causing the same fuck ups and ridiculously upsetting movie scenes.
Everyone wants to fit in to their most popular scene, and then rise to the top, as subtly as they can. That way they become martyrs to the ones who "don't fit in" and martyrs to those who they don't like, and their children.
The older you get, the more snobby you become of the younger ones that follow suit. Thus, you are better than they, because obviously you have much better morals than they do.
Bullshit.
A martyr is defined like that of Jesus Christ, someone who will kill themselves for a belief, one that gets them a lot of attention from the crowd that pursues the same belief. A martyr needs someone to be scapegoating them and their belief in order to die for it. Jesus and the Jews, The Terrorists and America.
In this particular case its much more discreet.. the older will die for the cause of misery and suffering in order for the younger ones to learn from their mistakes.
The parents will sacrifice everything for their kids.
There's no real communication, just a big bullshit idea of being better and right, and being able to get away with it. You're friends and peers allow this because they do the same thing. You all agree that those young ravers are so annoying cause they are doing the same thing you did a few years ago.
So now that real communication and honesty is lost, so is humanity. And it all ties into the consumerism of the western culture.
Thus, going to clubs in such a manner that you support the evidence the government is using to define why this generation is completely uncontrollable, then you are seriously the reason why there is so much hatred for this generation. People drive through leedervile on a Wednesday night in disgust.
Take note I am incredibly biased. I am sure there's a positive side to all of this, however I wish not to view that side, because I really don't want to be in clubs that smell of shit and there is a mass amount of guys either being sleazy or causing fights, and women who are all either desperately looking for prince charming, or falling over their heels, or acting like a mega-slut to get attention.

So the chase there, if you really think about it is quite easy, and it's not much different if you go elsewhere.
The difference is setting. There are some places where you might find someone with some smarts.. but that's rare in my experience.
My chase in particular is looking for someone smart, and who is unafraid of trying on new ideas, and generating joy frequently. I don't care much for make-up, fancy dresses high heels and etiquette. Prudes are the last thing I wanna be stuck with.
However I don't think I could be with a girl with an unfortunate appearance, and by that I mean in their physical body. Looks get the attention, and who they are gets my heart.
And I'm defiantly not after a women who is looking for prince charming to whisk them off their feat, jump on a pony and dine at fine restaurants. It's cliche in it's uttermost idiocy and it's quite pointless trying to act.
I am aware that I can fit this, because I find that I usually attract those kinds of women, which is also why I know it's not going to work with them.
I learnt this from Cheyanne, because I was looking for a princess.
And I ended up being the lost puppy at her heels and humping her legs.
That didn't work, no one likes over affectionate puppies who leave embarrassing stains on you're pants.

I have yet to find such a simple woman, probably because she is just as complex, if not more than I am. And I have given up on looking. Desire for such cliche drama to occur is ridiculous (desire robs a person of the true pleasure itself, because it's more about the chase instead of actually sitting back, and feeling the cheese) I'd much rather enjoy my time instead of looking out for someone to give me a gift, I am the gift that I was looking for all along, and it's that divine essence that will lead me to my destiny.
For now I am seriously just after maybe a discreet relationship, or fun fucking. At this present moment I am unsure of my capabilities in the sack, mainly due to the length of time without doing the deed, and because of the time with cheyanne, I felt like I couldn't please her. Despite the fact I did a few times..
Regardless, I have doubt in my ability in that area, and I don't think I could trust myself with a complete stranger. I want to trust this person at least, I can tell you now there aren't many women out there who would sleep with a man and continue afterwards to make fun of their ability, because the usual intention is to put the shame to the man, instead of the woman who slept with them in the first place.

So far there has only been one woman whom I took a real fancy for, unfortunately I am unsure of if it's really the same for her.
Shes smart. Smarter than the others.
A very keen idea of intuition, unfortunately luck isn't on her side when it comes to other males (So I'm told anyways).

Until next time.