What a word huh? This is what I like to call the "why". It is what matters most as it alone is what truly drives the heart of man. It's never the "what". People do things as their minds would have them calculate for an end result. Like planting a tiny unseen seed that is germinated with each consecutive move. When the end result is seen as something fucked up had it been done outright, this is what most will do. These folk always tend to keep the "what" in check as something they can easily excuse or explain away. Where gestures are simple...everyday common occurrences that fit perfectly within the context of the circumstance. Watch these folks long enough and you can always decode the truth behind the "why".
Consider the woman at the gym. The slim but curvaceous woman with shape for days that wears everything two sizes too small. Nothing is left to the imagination to the point there really is no need to get her naked. Now I ask you, you are going to a gym to sweat your ass off. You are going to be bending over and getting into all kinds of funky positions. What the fuck are you doing dressed like this? You go to a place where there is no room for cute...lookin like you just want to show everyone everything you got. I had a few incidents where these types saw me working out in front of a mirror and decided it prudent to stretch and bend right within my eyeshot. Right in front of the fuckin mirror adjacent to mine. It annoyed the shit out of me because I went there to train. In any other place, that would be welcome but there? Wrong fuckin place, wrong fuckin time. This is one of the many reasons why I work out at home. Now, that's the "what". If I would have turned around and said "Hey, I'm not interested!!!", I would have been met with feigned outrage. She would have lied about the "why" and said "Relax, I'm only stretching...this is a gym you know?". OK fine...so you say nothing and just ignore the spectacle. Oh and the outfit? "Oh please, this is workout gear!!!". Yeah that's right...because they bought it at Modell's lol You know what? They would be telling the truth...on it's face. She would have given every other reasonable explanation as to "why" because the "what" fell into context. When the reality was, this chick meant to be seen. She went to be desired. She wanted the Alphas to make her feel like an Alpha and maybe pick one up in the process. To me, that falls under the category of "game". Shit I no longer can stomach. Tell me what you fuckin want and get it over with.
Now, while the example above is a bit blatant, others are so obscure they can nary be seen...but I see them lol Some just want to be the shit. I've seen people just gravitate towards the unavailable simply to satiate their ego. To be able to say "You see, I can get her if I wanted". Consider the female boss. She's in charge and she's passable. She's happily married with two children and some insecure asshole thinks that she would be the ultimate challenge. He doesn't want her nor does he find her all that appealing. He just wants the satisfaction of knowing he can have her if he wanted. So how does he reach her? She, out of respect for her family keeps herself at distance from her subordinates which makes her hard to get to. So...what does he do? He does what all con men do. He inches closer through camaraderie and a seeming interest to learn from her. He makes it known that he is open to innocent conversations about "work" and keeps them short...at first. Once a good working relationship is established, he slips in a bit of playfulness as the door begins to widen in her mind. She trusts he respects her marriage to the point where she allows herself to become vulnerable and then ultimately...confused. He waits for some alone time and that awkward stare. He's got her. This piece of shit is happy with himself while she is left now questioning her love for her husband. She looks to start conversation and he is now disinterested. He got his reward. Now, what do you think he would he say? "What? I did nothing wrong"..."We talked about work and didn't do anything wrong". His intentions remain hidden within the context of "work". No one but God could ever accuse him...but he would still be a piece of shit.
I've been amazed at how stumped women get when I've approached them and said "Hello, my name is Moses and I saw you from over there. I find you attractive and would like to get to know you better...may I sit down?". I would get an astonished smile almost every time. Simply because I told them the truth. The truth people. If you have to hide what you're doing then there's a reason why. Maybe it's something you shouldn't be doing in the first place.
It's not always easy to be transparent but it's rewards far outweigh the risks. Leave the games to the children of this age that giggle every time the blocks fall down. Be real...and in all things do your best to be honest. You will find it less exhausting. Haven't you heard that it's easier to do your work than to try everything you can to slack off? Anyway, that's my lesson for the night boys and girls...sweet dreams...
~Apollo
