OK… Here’s a second chance. Lessee if this is really of any value to you.
I’m going to give a glimpse of what is at the other end of a long, long tunnel that you are (maybe were?) about to enter.
This is what you might become after you study and integrate and live , neurolingustic programing, pick up, alpha male, tantric sex, and a hundred other things.
These are among the last few posts from Morpheus, excuse me, Tacitus as he passed through our pherocommunity shortly before transcending the daily matrix that we mistake for reality.
Stick this in your psych degree and smoke it.
Fine and well… there was a phase not too long ago where something indefinite began to shift in the way I was relating to people, the pheromone experiments appeared to allow my brain to wire in new social circuits in ways I hadn’t appreciated, and even now do not understand …
That said, WTF ? Throughout the day it is like women just start talking to me out of the blue and STICK to me… older, younger, straight, gay… and I’m not wearing any pheromone, cologne, or “social signifier” that says… well… whatever…
Like, por ejemplo, walking down Bleeker street and this chick is trying to wrassle up customers to the comedy club, and we banter for no more than three seconds and she starts walking along with me, pressed into my side like a long lost girlfriend, and she wants to keep talking for, mmm, two blocks ? Errrr… never met this chick, never laid eyes on her… I’m not in PUA mode, I want to get home and eat raw almonds and read about the Authoritarin Personality and take a hot bath… YoooKay…
Hot older dyke wants to talk about body language, younger bored girls want to talk about the south pacific…
What does it all mean, Sherlock ? I deduce that over time the pheromones had unconsciously got me into novel behavior patterns that are either too gnereral, too subtle, too nuanced… such as they can’t be easily written down or put in instructional form… and slowly but surely these attiitudes-behaviors-thought patterns began to fuse into a personal social style. ..
So here’s one (more) vote for the theory that pheromones in conjunction with other behavior changing processes, learning tools, etc… actually act as “game skill development catalysts”… where eventually the pheromone might be a nice extra nudge while the real work has taken place in the mind of the user ?
OK.. I’lll repeat that… the real work has taken place in the mind of the user… who is the one exposed to the highest concentrations… the user, or wearer, has about 90% unconsciousness of how he (or) she is perceived by other people. Most have no idea how others see them, or really feel about them. Most behavior is unconscious, automatic pattern.. . and the best psychology theory tells us that the personality is strongly established before 5 years of age… and then it changes slowly, with difficulty…
Sooo.. what this also reveals is those people who are succesfull with others, either gettting good partners, or business, or whatever, probably were exposed to successful child rearing patterns which set these skills in place before there was any self consciousness…
What I believe pheromones are (partially) capable of doing is softening some of the rigid or deeply set internal structures so one can become flexible again and learn new relating patterns, assuming one is so motivated, and by practicing them over and over one is given a second chance at behavioral self patterning… so low success or frustration can change into high success or social ease…
At which point the pheromone is nice, however the success comes from deep level personal change… either of attitudes towards others or attitudes towards oneself, or expectations of how others might perceive us, or how we expect them to react to us…
Fine and well… there was a phase not too long ago where something indefinite began to shift in the way I was relating to people, the pheromone experiments appeared to allow my brain to wire in new social circuits in ways I hadn’t appreciated, and even now do not understand…
That said, WTF ? Throughout the day it is like women just start talking to me out of the blue and STICK to me… older, younger, straight, gay… and I’m not wearing any pheromone, cologne, or “social signifier” that says… well……
Whadda ya say Tadpole? Wanna swim out into the deep water? Or back into the mud where it’s warm and safe?