AttraXion Arts

Five principles I live by
1. Seeing is believing
2. Document what you see
3. Read between the lines
4. Do your own homework
5. Focus on the process, not the outcome

As far as this term "PUA" goes, everyone is free to use it as they see fit. If you want to define "PUA" as oobbligidishbligidish, then go for it. If you want to appeal to the banalized use of the term here in Manila--which ranges anywhere from marketer, keyboard Jockey, unsolicited advice givers, or what have you--then do so. My business in the game, Manila is simple: get to a natural level in a place where I a know nobody, so that when I return to SF in October, I can annhiliate targets to devastating effect without being picked out in the crowd as another dorky/creepy wannabe PUA. In case you can't read between the lines, I'll be explicit: in San Francisco, only dorks go into this silly pick up artist business. Frankly it's construed as low value.

I remember one time I was with two HB9 friends of mine and several indie rocker naturals in Pop Scene (closest thing to embassy there). Weird yuppy silicon valley asian dude comes in and goes in overly cocky way "ohhh, your kinda cute for a club girl, but I'm not into that, what else do you do for fun... and don't say clubbing." I later learn that this dude was trying to "neg" my friend. Then he goes... "yeah, I love life, I just graduated from Stanford MBA...blah blah". I later learn that this is a "DHV." My HB9 friend keeps looking at me with this 'get me the fuck out of here' gaze and somehow, PUA wannabe dude notices, goes up to me, and says "that's a funky mustache you got, you remind me of zorro... harharhar." I don't really react and with a smirk, I just say "yeah, it's a blessing." The guy was kinda startled and he rejoins with "so, are you saying that I'm not blessed because I don't have a beard." I'm like "hey, chicks dig it, [now smirking] some are blessed, some are not [with sly smile]. [and I'm just basing this from my experience, when I was a student in the Bay Area, as the liberal bastion of California, chicks love beards]." Well, he dude totally gets paralyzed and is at lost for words. I later learn that what he was really trying to do was "amog" me. How pathetic.

So I'm chilling there with this dancing monkey wannabe PUA (WPUA hereafter) and two HB9 friends, when my natural friends come in with more HBs in their entourage. Of course I introduce my friends. Now all of a sudden, this WPUA dude , because he was already locked in, jumps in and introduces himself to everyone, and goes back to using the same funny tactics (neg --> dhv --> amog). Poor dude, nobody was buying his act [note: this is America, you don't get blown out here rudely and big time ala decades]. After a while, everyone was getting tired, so I bounce to smoke a cig outside. My friend still being barraged by WPUA, gives me that intense "help me" look. I say, "hey Jenny, I'm getting a cig, let's bounce outside." The girl couldn't be happier and proceeds to tell me as we're walking outside how creepy that dude was. This in essence, was PUAdom San Francisco for you, and all before the community exploded in the scene.

Clearly this guy aint a PUA right? Clearly he aint a natural? But the funny thing is that X did something that could quite possible be subsumed under the neg->dhv->amog process (in a superfriendly, giving, and positive way), yet reached radically different results. Everyone, and I mean everyone bought his act. Why? Because X wasn't acting. He wasn't acting like a manipulative prick out to get "laid that night". The guy wasn't thinking "okay, I'll try to get laid, and if I don't I'll write some off the wall lay report, so fellow community dudes can think I'm cool... yes I will be a hero of the community and make big bucks in my next bootcamp." Dude, in all honesty, X was just out there being his natural awesome self having a smashing good time, teasing and playing around with all the beautiful women. The guy was interacting and engaged from a place of abundance and plenitude. So, if anything came out of it, it's just icing on the cake. It's not a privilege for him, but a privilege for the girl to get pulled by him. 'Nuff said.