1. What’s Up With Meditation?

Traveling is to daily habits what the United States is to Middle Eastern Countries: a disruption. Travel makes it especially hard for me to keep my most important routine, meditation. Being in a hostel is not conducive to meditation, as I’m sure some of you have discovered.

So I ended up not meditating for about three days. That’s the longest streak of me not meditating since April of 2016. It was fucking hell! My brain was going all over the place, I felt ungrounded and out of place everywhere, I couldn’t control my thoughts. I was not at peace. Sitting in a restaurant felt like being in an active combat zone.

And that experience helped me to appreciate just how much meditation does. It empties your head out and leaves room for peace and silence. It allows you to focus and have an enjoyable existence. This is powerful and profound. And it’s the inevitable result of sitting quietly for fifteen to twenty minutes on a daily basis.

If you’re not into meditation, start doing it. You don’t need “special training” or “more information”. Every morning when you wake up, cross your legs and sit quietly for ten to twenty minutes. Focus on your breathing. Eyes closed or open, whichever you prefer. I did eyes closed for several years but about six months ago I switched to eyes open. I like this slightly more but the results are about the same.

2. The Power of Good or Bad Influence

I’m extremely careful of the influences that I let into my life. Whether that’s people, books, or stuff I watch. I want most of it to be positive, inspirational, and motivating. Or at the very least, not negative and nihilistic. The result is that I’m generally able to maintain a positive attitude with whatever life throws at me. But as with meditation, I think I’ve taken this positive influence for granted. I haven’t fully realized the effect it has on me. This was hit home by the following.

I just spent 3 days binge watching two full seasons of Breaking Bad. I rarely watch TV so this was a highly unusual procrastination. But Breaking Bad is really freaking good and I couldn’t stop. However, if you’ve seen Breaking Bad then you know it’s fucking depressing as shit. The mantra seems to be fuck the world, everything is negative. I noticed that just by absorbing this for 72 hours, my attitude changed slightly. I became more negative and more likely to see the world in a less than positive way. That’s really unfortunate, because attitude matters so much. Things will always happen to you, and your only choice is how you respond to them. My favorite story about this:

There is a Taoist story of an old farmer who had worked his crops for many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit. “Such bad luck,” they said sympathetically. 

“Maybe,” the farmer replied. The next morning the horse returned, bringing with it three other wild horses. “How wonderful,” the neighbors exclaimed.

“Maybe,” replied the old man. The following day, his son tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbors again came to offer their sympathy on his misfortune. “Maybe,” answered the farmer. The day after, military officials came to the village to draft young men into the army. Seeing that the son’s leg was broken, they passed him by. The neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well things had turned out. “Maybe,” said the farmer.

You always have a choice about how you see things, and choosing to expose yourself to negative influences can shape your perceptions. I cannot imagine what a person must be like who has spent a lifetime watching Breaking Bad and similar content. Guard the positive influence. Be careful about what you let into your life. Zig Ziglar is big on this and I’ve gotten a lot of my ideas straight from him.

3. Gaming Sixes, and Everything Above

This has been the largest frustration in game so far. My first five months I pulled six times. In the last two months, give or take, I have not pulled at all. It’s like getting a bowl of ice cream, you’ve just taken the first couple satisfying bites, and then someone yanks it out of your hands and puts it up on a shelf where you can’t reach it.

That being the case, I was thinking about this last night. I realized that most of the girls I’ve hooked up with so far, I was really only attracted to two them. The rest were whatever. That means, if we look at it different, that in my first six months of game I only pulled, on average, a girl I was attracted to once every three months. Which means I still have a whole other month to pull another girl I’m attracted to in order to maintain that average. In other words, I may be more on track than I think.

The reason I say this is that weekly I pass up on chances to pull girls I’m not attracted to. I just don’t have any motivation to do it. I’d rather jerk off than pull a six and hook up with her. But I could do it if I wanted to. When I go out six nights a week, invariably there is always one girl who is into me and wants to get pulled. But I say no because she’s not attractive enough.

The question is how the fuck can I change myself so that I can easily pull a one girl a week that I am attracted to? I don’t even mean a stunner, just a sort of cute seven would be fine. But right now I just can’t seem to do that. Should I swallow my pride / ego and pull the six? Maybe. I’m not sure. The root of game seems to be becoming more and more oblivious to a girl’s attractiveness, such that a stunner has no more effect than a six. I can pull sixes because I don’t care. When I don’t care about a stunner, that’s when I’ll pull her.

Anyways, I don’t even know if that all makes sense. I guess all I really wanted to say is that my lack of pulling isn’t that my game is getting worse (which it’s not), it’s more about me no longer caring about pulling sixes. If I wanted to pull them I could, but I don’t. So I’ll think about that going forward, but mainly I’m going to focus on developing a mindset which allows me to pull more attractive girls, and ultimately get to a point where I’m like my mentor, who only really cares about eights and above.