I am known as Frater Arcane, a little crazy, a bit of a freak, and definitely not “normal.” However, you would never know that, or even believe it, if you met me on the street. For now I hail from the decaying ruins of the rust belt. Accidently on purpose I stumbled upon this site a few days ago while looking for Ruthvah. Although I am not a phero-noob, I was not aware of the all the non-sexual aspects of pheromones useful in social and business settings. This intrigues me; which is why I am here. Otherwise, I would have just ordered and went on my way.
Obviously, you know I’m a little unusual from reading my first sentence. I was born that way; became aware of it when I was three, and it’s been a real adventure ever since. I grin as I imagine the myriad of thoughts going through your mind as you read this now. But I digress. I was “fairly normal” up until twenty years ago when, after a seemingly harmless accident, I ended up in the ICU and died a few days later. One unsatisfactory bureaucratic explanation of the logistical screw up on insertion and apparently a few retro-fits and upgrades later, I was sent back to continue the operation.
I returned a different person to a different world. My life as I knew it spiraled out of control over the next eighteen months crashing into another supernatural experience in late 92. After that I went completely off grid for nine years in search of enlightenment. I let my hair grow down to my ass, quit shaving, and I damn near lived in a cave (attic apartment) during that time. I studied everything from religion, philosophy, psychology, and the occult to the paranormal, alternative healing, conspiracies, and forbidden history. Along the journey I encountered many teachers and other students, conducted some mind blowing entheogenic experiments, transcended many degrees of initiation, and acquired much knowledge and understanding (often the hard way). In 2000 I resurfaced for a few good years and tried to be “normal.”
One day I decided I wanted out of the rat race, and started a study of business and all that goes with it. Although I acquired much knowledge and understanding of business, escape was not yet in my future. Instead I crashed, burned, and got run over by all the rats. By late 08 I was suffering from full blown Nero Syndrome. I fiddled while my world and everything I knew burned around me. Interestingly, it was a very exhilarating experience, too. At least until the lynch mobs started coming for me in 09. By the end of 09, I had lost pretty much everything and laid off yet again. Six months later in the summer of 10 I ended up homeless. But it was at that lowest point where I finally threw my hands up to scream WTF!?! And in that instant, eureka, enlightenment!
“Gentlemen we can rebuild him…better…stronger…faster….” That’s where I am now, rebuilding. Earlier this spring I finally came to terms with and accepted the one thing that has driven me nuts for thirty-seven years. It’s definitely cranked up my freakiness level, but also empowering beyond imagination. Just when I was just starting to wonder where to go next, my BFF came in from Vegas to visit and brought me the gifts of clarity and purpose. Performing a custom rebuild of once life combined with clarity and purpose is very exciting, indeed. I have three months before I start to regain my freedom, so instead of sitting in limbo during that time, I am going to perform the necessary upgrades and repairs on me so that certain undesired limitations do not end up in the new build. One major repair is to eliminate social anxiety or networking anxiety or approach anxiety or whatever you wish to call it. At one time it was useful, but I don’t need it anymore and I don’t want it in the custom build. From what I have been reading here, I think pheromones will make an excellent tool to assist in overcoming that limitation. I am already utilizing NLP as a tool to fix that problem and if the social mones can assist with the external reinforcing stimuli I can quickly reframe and re-anchor that limitation right out of my life forever.
I decided I am going to drop some cash and take part in this social chemistry experiment. However, my lab environment is less than ideal. My job places the greatest limitations on my research. I am a network engineer for a food production company where I work the night shift. Government and industry regulations prohibit any kind of strong scented cologne or perfume; and working the night shift leaves only Saturday and Sunday for social activities. Additionally, my baseline for experimenting will be shifting during the next several months because I am improving several areas of my life simultaneously. These include being in better physical shape than I was at my previous peak during combat training, and mastering NLP and influential communications.
So that sums me up in a few paragraphs, but before I take my leave I shall entertain you with my first pheromone experience. The year was 1990 and the ad in the back of Popular Mechanics was something similar to “Sex Spray.” After what seemed like an eternity, my secret weapon finally arrived; and just in time for testing at the local club. Being the Mad Scientist I am, I made sure we arrived at the club early enough to get the corner near the big fan that blew out on the dance floor. After about 10 minutes when no one was looking, I pulled out my little metal can and gave myself a few sprays making sure the fan caught any over spray, and then a few more just to be sure. The stuff smelled awesome and it did attract the women to our corner. It did not make them strip off their clothes and want to screw in the corner, but it did make them all giddy, friendly, and chatty. You had to take control of the situation in order to achieve that outcome. I don’t’ recall what that stuff was anymore, but it was the best I ever came across so far. I tried other brands over the years and most sucked. From what I have been reading, I am about to have some that is even better.
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