Blaximus Game

Summary of All-encompassing Game:

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If I had to define Game ( which is hard to do in a comment section and without being face to face ), I’d say much the same things I’ve been saying for years.

A key concept initially is to challenge everything you believe and have been taught, particularly the ” rules ” of society. You have to recognize what is real and what isn’t. What is man-made vs. what is a law of nature. You have to cast all of the man-made stuff aside and rebuild how you see these things, and understand that you are just as entitled to whatever as anyone else, regardless of station in life, height, weight, looks, disability, intelligence ( which can always be improved 100x, If You Internalize that belief and act on it vigorously.) All man made restrictions that you accept will only ever work to your detriment. You can choose to work within a framework established by someone else ( usually for their benefit ) as long as you don’t stay in that mindset, or accept it fully.

Another concept is how you carry yourself in the world. How can you stay true to yourself, keep your personality and fully express it without reservation, in all scenarios, and be comfortable in your own skin.

I guess I’d say that the internalization and comfort are the biggest factors initially.

As far as what was said to me as a young boy by older men initially, it went a little something like this:

1) Look people directly in the eyes without being threatening, unless ” threatening ” is what’s called for. If they look away, position yourself again so that eye contact remains. Don’t stare like an asshole – your eyes communicate as much if not more than your words. Give people the opportunity to look into your eyes and see if you are real.

2) Relax. Stay relaxed. Don’t let your mind wander all over the place. Breathe deep, relax your voice-box, don’t open your mouth until you know what you want to say and how best to convey it. If the person you’re dealing with seems tense, smile at them, touch them, but do this always from a position of authority – whether you actually have it at the moment or not. You will be 100% in control if you believe you are, and if you aren’t momentarily, no sweat. Keep at it. You know you are in authority, now you have to convey it to ” them “.

3) Don’t lose your ” cool “. There’s no reason to freak out and yell and scream. People are more afraid of the guy that ain’t saying shit in a tense situation. They can’t help it. Sometimes the fastest way to diffuse a nasty situation is by shutting the fuck up and taking a breath. When everyone is upset and yelling and screaming and being dickheads, they will strain to hear you if you speak normally – no matter how angry you might be. Like E.F. Hutton ( old reference….google it…lol )

4) Your ass is going to die. Nobody has escaped death yet except Jesus, and he ain’t talking. Accept that you might not see tomorrow or even sunset. No doubt. So you’re time is limited. Someone threatening you with the ultimate – death – is never really a threat. Of course you’re going to die. If you master a fear of death, there’s not much anyone can hold over you. The flip-side to this is that there’s always a final conflict resolution in every single problem. Kill the motherfucker. Accept this and a guy cutting line or stepping on your new kicks will automatically take on less significance. You can argue and fight and beat him to death with a brick, then spend 25 to life in a cell at Clinton State. Now not only is your time limited, but your physical space is as well. Your job is to live your time out as well as you can imagine. Occasionally you will run into people that don’t understand ” life ” and have no respect for it. You will know them when you see them. Never run away from them – walk away. And if they follow, dispatch with extreme prejudice. Always.

5) There is no authority. Not in reality. Authority is bestowed by other ” men “. Men with 2 balls just like you. Authority take agreed cooperation, or it doesn’t work. So don’t ” respect ” authority, just deal with it with understanding that it isn’t true, especially if it’s unjust. Remember that final solution?

6) A man always has authority over women unless he gives it up. Every woman wants strength and assuredness.Every woman will bend to the will of a strong man that is about something. Steer clear of women if your mind isn’t right or you’re troubled by something. Women are 10x more pliable than men because that is their nature. Society fucks with their heads, so at times they seem crazy. Step to them and look them in the eyes. All of them. establish your authority right off the bat. Just as with men, occasionally you will run into a insane asshole. Keep it moving…or you could kill them. There are more women on earth than you could count, so don’t be pussystruck/pussywhipped. They all have the exact same equipment, and you will always find thousand of them to your liking. Never ask a woman, seriously, what you should do. Do what you have to and handle your business without making a big deal about it.

7) Get your physical strength up. You don’t have to be the strongest dude in town, but you have to be the strongest you that you are capable of being. If there is anything about yourself that bothers you, do something about it. Weakness and doubt poison the mind, and a poisoned mind brings pain as long as it remains in that state. Don’t talk about it, BE about it.

… I’m tired of typing. I hope you are starting to get the picture. It’s easier to say than to type out.

Example fro earlier in the week – I was called into the New Director’s office for a chat. The New guy has 30 years experience. He was also a sheriff’s deputy in Fla. He;s worked at a half dozen fortune 500 companies.

zero fucks given. None of that tells me much.

So I go sit in his office ( mine is nicer ) and he starts talking. He knows to speak with authority, and that’s good for him. Now, lets see if he has any Game.

First thing I notice is that he speaks fast. He has eye contact, but it seems like it’s practiced. After 5 minutes, I can tell he’s going through the motions of conversation with a ” subordinate “. So I do a little test to see if I can break his concentration – I crack my knuckles and stand up. I tell him the chair is uncomfortable ( which is 100% true). There’s a pause…lol…he’s processing…now I start speaking before he can resume his routine.

I place both hands on his desk and lean forward, smiling. I ask him ” let me ask you something ” and he’s very quick to reply ” Sure!!”. I pause again. I want him to consider what just happened, if he will ( he will, if not now later ). ” are we looking to overhaul our current disaster recovery plans, including the associated documentation? I have concerns.”.

He answers ” Yes. I’m looking at it right now and have some things already in motion….but what are your concerns?”. Me” ” I’m concerned about the vendor we utilize for backup data storage, I’m concerned that we haven’t nailed down a remote facility and tested our ability to do a remote hand-off of I.T. and function seamlessly from another location. What if we have a fuel spill on the highway and nobody can get to this facility? What if there’s a terrorist attack?” He’s nodding furiously in agreement and tries to interrupt, but I keep going …” I’d suggest we contact company X and company Y and start the bids rolling, as well as changing the scale of our data collections, timing and backup “.

Him: ” Funny you should say that because I’ve already contacted company X and I’m scheduling a meeting after the holidays “. Big smile.

Me: ” we need to start coordination now with * international branches * ”

Him: ” yes, but it’s my understanding that you’re security ”

Me: ” This is security the way I see it. ”

He’s smiling for real now. Everybody has been trying to avoid him since he got here, lol. His resume intimidated most of my coworkers/dept.

Him: ” Well, well ”

Me: ” Yeah, well well is correct “.

Him: ” what else you got going on?”

Me: ” That’s confidential. Look, I gotta split now, but if you need me I’m at your beck.”.

Him ” Ummmm…my Beck??”

Me: ” Yup, I don’t have time to be at your beck and call, so we have to just do ‘ beck’ ”

….5 seconds of silence

Him: ” Lol!! Ohhhh, I get it. I’m going to put you in the loop going forward ”

Then he stood up and extended his hand, smiling. His eyes said it was genuine.

He’s sure I’m not just a ” subordinate “.

I still haven’t spent enough time with him, so he’s an unknown quantity. But one on one, there won’t be any problems. What I learned in that short time, is that he’s a ” stats ” guy, and he believes ( not thinks ) he’s an all-star, and I have no problems with that at all. Good for him. But I have a window and I’m going to work it, because I know the terrain. I can tell him what he sees and what he’s thinking. And what I learned is that I have to shut down his automaton thing asap when dealing with him so he can hear me over the sound of his own awesomeness.

It wouldn’t be any different if he was a hot chick waiting to catch a bus. It’s all the same. As I was trying to explain to J a while back, I don’t just ” talk ” to be talking.

When I was 14, this shit was harder and I didn’t really get it. I thought it was some kind of manipulation or trick or fakeness or something, but it’s not that at all. The old guys were right about internalized beliefs and what you tell yourself.

Hell, I got this job through Game in the first place. Lol, I talked a lot of shit and backed all of it up.

IAS, it’s tons more to it, and it’s a learn as you go thing. The hardest part for guys is giving up what they thought they knew and believed and rebuilding. Nobody wants to do that. As far s women are concerned, they will bang you or marry you or crawl through your window because you are a man ( first, you have to actually be a man ) and they are all programmed to respond. You just have to understand and believe that. That’s the hard work for guys because it ain’t pickup and it ain’t about getting pussy. It’s about you.

It ain’t about worshiping or thinking women are special or that they randomly bless a man by their mere presence. That’s bullshit. It’s about building yourself by your mind and your actions.

Nobody is ” better ” or ” above ” you ever, in any way. That’s all in your mind ( see the video I posted above because dude is talking about Game ). You are the only opponent in your life.

 

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You brought a tear to my eye talking about chopping wood.

I used to spend summers with my grandparents in rural ( and I mean RURAL ) Virginia. My grandfather demanded it. It was like time traveling, as we lived in a 2 story log cabin with no running water and wood stoves. The one in the kitchen was a massive beast yet beautiful at the same time.

Every morning at sunrise my grandfather would chop wood before heading off to work. As a young boy, I couldn’t wait to get big enough to swing his axe.

In my family, males had particular rites of passage. The ” old guys ” oversaw the process. Looking back, it was basically a survival course spread out over a decade.

We had to learn:

Chopping wood

Building fires

Butchering livestock

Planting gardens and trees

House framing and roofing

Well digging….by hand initially

Hunting and trapping

Hide tanning

Horse riding, bareback and saddled.

How to kill shit with huge hunting knives

Handgun, shotgun and rifle.

These were taught by a dozen men with a few hundred years of experience, so the learning curves wasn’t that steep at all. The biggest lesson learned was that men must ” do “.

Out of all of the stuff women say, what I dig the most is when they look at me and ask “woah…who are you?????” .:lol. I’ve gotten laid by just sitting on my front porch playing oye como va with a tiny pignose amp.

Living life fully will make you the prize, and you will know this without a doubt. It ain’t about them.

Bring girls that are worthy and proven home…. They walk in, look around, and start trying to figure out what They are seeing. ” wait, did you paint these? ” yeah. ” are these all your guitars? ” yeah. ” sooo…you box? ” yeah. ” is that you driving that car? ” yeah. ” are those your old cars under those covers? ” yeah. ” you can build cars? “. Yeah. ” you actually cooked this? “. Yeah. Etc.

And it’s been like that forever, right up till last weekend when a dozen high school grads were querying me.

The past? Lol. Things have changed? Lol. Men have changed. Women are reactive to negative change. Do the math.

It’s just a little sad when women gather around to watch me grilling, because they’ve not seen a man really work the fuck out of fire, flames and meat. ” you don’t get burned? “. No. ” omg, isn’t it too hot?? “. No. ” you want something cold to drink? “….why yes darlin’.

 

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Many young males lack direction, foresight and purpose. ” youth ” has been extended into a man’s early thirties now, when in the past at 18 one was expected to stop being a child. And guys accepted this because easier. As an older man you can be accused of ‘ shaming ‘ or expecting a guy to ‘ man up ‘ , as having been redefined by the FI as being centered around the feminine interest objective.

Checkmate.

Biology is stubborn though. Ignoring burden does not make it go away. Men are built to attain knowledge, create and perform. Concentration on the feminine derails the mission. It depresses. More metal detectors in schools and what not.

Most young women cannot define ” what they want “, but they recognize it when they experience it. Action still speaks louder than words, and the combination of words backed by actions will always be a winner.

Having no actions and indecipherable words isn’t ever a good look. Hypergamy will be fully engaged. No amount of protestations about ” bitches ain’t loyal ” will fix this. In this environment getting ‘ pussy ‘ is easier than it has ever been in my lifetime, but nobody seems fully satisfied with the end result. Why? Why is that?

Because pussy isn’t a solution to living life. Pussy acquisition is supposed to rise geometrically with masculinity…But in the meantime women will just settle to play the field, and they have become much better at it than most men. Settling. Non loyalty. Gratification without effort.

And men are following this schematic, like women. Vicious cycle activated. Let the moaning and bitching and complaining begin.

Fantasy shit aside ( not a thing long term for females ), masculinity wins the day, all day, every day. The rarer it becomes, the higher the impact. It’s not about them. That’s a losing proposition.

But, you can still get laid, in their frame, because women fuck. But don’t complain about ‘ flaking ‘ and all that, because she decided against you. Why do they do these things? Scatterbrained?😂 there’s lessons in there somewhere.

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Examples of Gaming Chicks:

#1

Quick observation from 2 hours ago. Went to a bank and had to wait a few minutes until they opened, so I started watching a Joe Rogan video to kill the time. Cutish chick, maybe mid 20s walks by and tries to open the locked door…forcefully. I tell her without looking up from my phone that what she’s doing technically constitutes bank robbery.

She starts complaining in earnest that she’s already late for whatever the fuck, and I tell her ” let me pause my video so you can vent “. She says ” sorry ” quickly, but I noticed her sandals and feet – no, I don’t have a foot fetish or anything, but her feet/nail polish/toe ring/sandal combo looked very nice.

Me: your sandals are very nice. Who makes those?

Her : tthhhaannnkkkk yyyoouuuu!!!! I got them online, they are ‘ X ‘ brand ( I never heard of that brand ).

Me: well, your feet actually set off the design…

Her : lol… You’re gay right? You don’t look gay..

Me : what did you say?

Her: oh I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to offend you. You’re not gay right? You don’t look gay, I’m just saying…

Me : what are you just saying? Are you homophobic?

Her: oh God. Embarrassing..

Me: don’t be embarrassed. Maybe I came off wrong. Let’s start again.

Her : okay please, let’s do that.

Me: hello, say, you have a really nice ass. I hope this isn’t coming across as gay or anything.

Her: #laughing# I guess I deserved that.

Me: yup. You homophobe.

Bank dude comes and unlocks door and we go inside and form a line.

Her: let me ask you something, are you saying no one ever asked you if you were gay?

Me: are you still talking to me? I don’t talk to homophobic strangers….

Her: shhhhhhh!!!!! People are looking…

Me: so what’s your name so I know who to name in the police report?

Her : Athena.

Me: that explains your apparent goddess complex.

Her: I can’t with you. What’s your name? And I was only saying that your beard is so neat, and you’re dressed casual but stylish, you know? And you noticed my sandals. Now, if you Woulda started with ” yo ma you look good ‘, I wouldn’t have gone the gay way.

Me: Yo ma, them titties…

Her: oh my God – shhhhhhhhh!!!!! People can hear you!

Me: well Athena, I’m Blaximus. Now you can put a name to the face you’ve been insulting.

I take care of my transaction. Athena asks me to wait up.

Her: I apologize if I offended you.

Me: nah, see now I might need therapy. But if you want to make it up to me, it is my cheat day and I’ve been waiting to cheat all week. I’m willing to cheat with you.

Her: what? Wait… What?

Me: its just a thought. If you won’t cheat with me I’ll just do it by myself.

Her: by yourself? You mean jerk off?

Me: what!!??!! What are you even talking about? I’m talking about carbs. I can have carbs today. My diet cheat day. I was seeing if you were interested in some pastry. Maybe with coffee. Wtf???

Her : # cracking up #

Me: bakery 2 doors down. Motel 5 blocks down. Your choice since you have sex and sexuality on the brain.

Her : but I’m late for work.

Me : your already late. You’ll just be later. C’mon girl, the croissant ain’t gonna eat itself.

Her: okay, but hurry up.

Chatted for about a half hour. She has a bf. He’s not pulling the trigger on marriage, lol. Exit visa immanent. She says that he’s’ changed ‘.

She never asked if I was married or had a gf.

Poor dude.

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#2

The other day I was in Walgreen’s in the candy isle marveling at the vast variety of stuff I couldn’t reasonably eat.

My blood glucose went up 20 ng just by breathing in that location.

A woman walked up and was looking at a pillow case sized bag of M&M’s.

I ‘ opened ‘ her by just saying,  “seriously ?” and she responded like 80% of women I initiate with do by saying, “What?”

I love “what?” Because at least I know I have your attention and you will actually be listening for my reply. Not being polite or courteous, but listening. Semi engaged.

I can always build off of semi engaged with, “Who do they think needs a garbage bag full of M&M’s??” And she laughed. That caugh-off-guard-by-your-reply laughter.

Then I stepped back about 3-4 feet and beckoned her to come closer. Compliance, because she wanted to see what was going to happen.

I put my hand on her shoulder while looking around to see if anyone was near, and I leaned in closer and said in a low tone, “It figures that the place that opiods are distributed from would have gigantic bags of chocolate for sale.”

Laughter. I feigned pulling her away from the candy telling her, “I see I have to stage an intervention here.”

More laughing. “Yeah, it’s all fun and games until Willy Wonka is pimping you out to feed your habit.”

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