Think of women as traffic lights. There’s the red: “No, not you, ever.” There’s the yellow: “Yeah, you’ll get there but you aren’t done seducing me yet,” and the sexy, sexy green light, that I’m sure I don’t have to explain. There is a reason why women have faulty lights sometimes. Women who are quite easily turned to green may feel judged by the fact. Some may feel judged, especially in this day and age, if they give men any green light at all, ever, and they’re stuck on red. Some women can feel like if they even flash the yellow light, he’s going to get scared and back down completely, so she turns the green light on a little too early and a little too easily. (I just figured this out of myself, too, that there’s actually the yellow light option… I know red, and I know green, but the yellow light has been broken for a long time.)
The yellow light is also the friend zone. You have to figure out how to make the light turn green. I’ve got some knowledge of this part… There are men who want sex right now, right, and then there are those who get forever stuck in the friend zone. In the yellow light. Some try to break away from this by “braving it” and making a clumsy rapish move (very rare in my experience, however), and some will abandon the game completely. Some come back to check if the light has possibly turned green by some other guy’s fuck up.
Kings of flirt; Steven Tyler and Russell Brand
Now, if there’s anyone to offer as an example of how to turn a yellow, maybe even the red light green, it’s Steven Tyler… Or Russell Brand, for a little younger generation. What’s special about these guys is that they don’t take rejection all that seriously. They take it as a game. They have fun with it; they don’t care if they get laid this time, as long as they put a smile on a girl’s face. They’ll crack jokes until the light turns from red to yellow and from yellow to green.
Humor is your best bet when it comes to light switching. You may try talking romantic, praising her, whatnot, but that usually works only on narcissistic women; just happy you’re willing to play the part of an “admirer,” but that’s not going to get you systematically laid. And mind you, if you want to be loved, you also want to be sexually desired. This is not a shortcut; it’s the ONLY WAY to it. You HAVE GOT TO figure out the sex if you ever want a halfway decent love life – this goes for women as well.
There’s another switch, too, perhaps a better one, but a lot harder to master than humor; being seriously sexual and dominating (but not domineering, big difference). You’ve got two ways; humor or sexual authority… Preferably both.
Humor can take you a distance… but not all the way.
It’s easy to get stuck hiding behind the humor. The next challenge is to take oneself seriously as a romantic lover. At some stage, you have to kick humor to the curb and become a lover… And that takes maturity… And honesty. It can be difficult to take all women seriously as a lover, too… Which is good, as being a “serious lover” means you have to actually love that person up to a point, at least. It has to be real, or you’ll have to assume a character to play… And one of those characters is “the husband and father.”
There’s always a way to hide behind a character, but if you want true love, you have to get real. You could play the part of some Lothario, you could simp, you could joke around endlessly, but all of that is a bit of a… character to play. My character is “aloof and self-confident, not needy but sexually driven” which is true enough, but… I hide a romantic, soft side, mostly because there’s too big of a traffic to that part of me, and I need to reserve it to the men who it’s there for, my True Emotion Mirrors. The green light, to that space, will go on one day, but only for those who it’s meant for.
Sometimes you chase, sometimes you are the traffic light.
Men are supposed to be “chasing women.” Women are supposed to say yes, no, or hold off a bit. That said, sometimes the situation is reversed. With Full Ten men, the fear of the yellow light is often way too strong. I suggest you find the full speed gear, but unlike real traffic lights, these ones can actually stop the traffic even if it pushes… Can… even though they sometimes won’t.
Women will quite gladly say no these days. So that’s good, but you can risk it a little… Soon, at least. I’m determined to stop the #meToo-style crap from women who just want attention and want to believe that men’s desire for them is uncontrollable… If you know what I mean. Anyway… Women want attention, and sometimes the best way to find the kind of attention they want is to lie about a guy, so she pretends there’s someone whose desire for her is or was uncontrollable. A false #meToo claim is an attempt to save face: “I too, was desired by a real man…”
Which leads me to the next topic… Men’s opinion about women matters to women FAR, FAR more than what they let on.
