Archive for June, 2018

“…and love the light that brings a smile across your face.”

Posted in Uncategorized on June 16, 2018 by A♠






Some time ago I wrote of the almost inexplicable ► quality ◄ women possess to bring contentment to a man.


I’d like to take a moment to mention a powerful card in the hands of women that is all too underutilized in their dealings with men in this day and age.


I’d argue it is – in fact – the most efficacious one they have.


More so even than sex.


The quality or facet to which I allude is:






While sex – and to a lesser extent charm – are the royals in the female hand, the ace is gratitude. 


Certainly, it can be a low card if squandered on abusive men.


But, barring the constantly mentioned (yet far less actually encountered) brute, appreciation is a high card in the female side of the game.




It takes little to no effort in assessing such to realize simple gratitude earns not merely a high percentage of its offering but exponentially greater rewards than it is as offered.




The return on being a grateful woman is far more than the appreciation invested.




Simply observe how much women get when expressing minimal (if that) appreciation.


Then take note how many – and how vociferously – men throw themselves into anywhere from inconvenience to danger just for a coquettish, softly vocalized “thank you”.


This observation alone indicates there is something ingrained in the male psyche to tie oneself up in knots for an internal chemical reward of staggering effectiveness.


[As a relevant aside, I believe sex to be weaker – on its own – as:


1} Sex is often a manifestation of appreciation and


2} Sex becomes less appealing as a reward as age sets in for both genders; sincere appreciation never goes out of style.] 


Indeed, when abused (and used intermittently), it is this quality that will have men literally killing – themselves or others – to gain mere scraps of it.


However, my intent here is not to be negative.


When used with humility, love and genuine concern for a man (and his life, in general) it is this quality that will fire his ambition and have him reaching the ► gates of Heaven ◄, itself.




I’ve known less than a handful of women that understand the True power of this gift of theirs.


I was reminded of one when, serendipitously, she contacted me as I was working this post out in my head.


During that conversation, she mentioned how she’d do dishes and clean the rental home the morning after parties three male college friends had, to which she was invited.


The men would fawn over her for those simple acts.


So much so that, later, one of their girlfriends noticed and said, with some vitriol, to her something very much like:


“All the guys want you.


Even my boyfriend.


It doesn’t make sense.”


To which she replied:


“I listen to men.


I enjoy listening to them.


It’s only right that I should give back for things they give me.


It’s not hard.


And if I wanted your boyfriend—


I’d take him.




Though perhaps immodest, she wasn’t arrogant.


Since she wasn’t wrong on a word of it.








“Staring at the shadows; blowing smoke rings at the moon…”

Posted in Uncategorized on June 9, 2018 by A♠






Not long ago I wrote regarding what I perceived to be ► the common quality ◄ shared by those most successful with women.


Thus, I feel it prudent to take a moment to share what I perceive to be the common quality shared by those unsuccessful with women (and how to avoid it).


Admittedly, there are many contenders for this dubious title considering the nearly innumerable things women would like in a mate. 


But I do believe one among them has a particularly strong case for its claim.




Of the ever increasing number of men who’ve contacted me regarding recent break-ups, the primary shared complaint/comment, either explicitly stated or strongly implied (consciously or unconsciously) has been:


“She was my reason for everything.”


Permit to state loudly and clearly:


I said that very same line.


Twice, in fact.


However, twice was enough for me to recognize the problem.




Recall, ► women default to fear ◄ so they have evolved to lean heavily toward living vicariously.


Through men first, then children.


(Since it’s safe and – once the dopamine is wired to respond to such, as it has over thousands of years – rewarding, it’s also entirely ► pragmatic ◄.)


This is a significant factor in why so many men are absolutely befuddled and dumbstruck when they see so many women seek men that are – by “civilized” metrics – inferior.


What those befuddled men fail to understand is that – to women – men are the car of a roller-coaster.


The log in the flume ride (crass pun unintended).


Men, to women, are the means of experiencing the dangerous amusement park that is the world.


Take away (or replace) the necessity for a male to provide resources for his mate, then entertainment steps up and demands fulfillment.


Fail to provide that, and she’ll likely seek another ticket counter.




However, a conundrum arises.


How can one be “entertaining” without becoming an organ-grinder’s monkey to every charming female that crosses one’s path?


Like so much of what I offer, the answer is simple to state and difficult to enact.


► Rediscover your boyishness ◄ and live for yourself.




Yes, I realize it’s a drum I never stop beating.


It’s the pedal tone to the song that is this blog, in fact.


But it is such for a reason.


In this situation, it’s vital to understand that – while nature has seen fit to spare the female a great deal of danger – nature has also atrophied her ability to seek destiny without considerable external input.


(Again, pragmatism; why choose when someone will gladly do it for you? Thus absolving self of blame or responsibility.


Additionally, think about the societal shift toward slatternly behavior, careerism, et al; none of those things occurred without tremendous and constant media exhortation.)


Thus, seeking meaning and direction from women only serves to frustrate and upset them, in very short order.


And, critically, not in ways they find enticing.




In short, let women see how interesting/exciting/different the ride is.


Move the rope to allow them entry.


But always remember, with or without them—


The ride goes on.