I haven’t run Wanted Dream Boy yet, but reading through the reviews and reflecting on my life, I can already see how powerful of a title it’ll be.
I’ve had great success running Wanted Black, khan, and Revelation of the nectar within in the past, but one thing Wanted Black and Khan have in common that Wanted Dream Boy and Nectar don’t is an archetype/mask/persona.
In my experience, Revelation of the Nectar Within always got me the best “in-bed” results, because I was just myself, and I wanted sex, and so did they, so it happened.
At least it got me the best in-bed results.
Khan and Wanted Black get me much more social-sexual results, such as IOIs, dates, and obsession and submission from the girls that I’m seeing.
I don’t think of it as black as white, that I’m either acting or authentic, but Khan and Wanted Black both have personas to portray, even if they do also have tremendous amounts of ease and expression scripting.
What I realized was that wearing a mask, portraying an archetype, or being somebody else, is how I learned to receive and experience love long before I ever found out about subliminals. So while Wanted Black and Khan get me tremendous results, they do so from that narrative of needing to be somebody or something else to get women to like me.
They get me notches under the belt to feed the story that I’m an attractive woman.
Even if the titles themselves have also contributed to healing that narrative.
Meanwhile, Wanted Dream Boy’s authenticity must be incredibly freeing, but I can understand how difficult it must be to try and seduce Without actually trying to be anything. Because if my mask gets rejected, that’s fine. It’s not the real me, and my ultimate self-image is still protected. But if I were to feel deeply attracted to somebody for their soul, and then dare my genuine soul to them in return and not have that attraction reciprocated, that could be crushing to certain parts of my ego.
the ultimate person that I was wearing a mask for and trying to impress was myself.
I needed to see myself as the womanizer in order to feel self-esteem because I got rejected so badly and so many times in high school.
In order to gain that self-esteem, I needed to enroll women’s bodies to feed my own self-illusion, that illusion being that having attraction or touching or flirting and it not becoming sexual would mean that I’m not the womanizer I need to be to feel self-esteem.
In reading the reviews of people saying that they’re getting in the friend zone or it not being as overtly sexual, even though women are extremely interested in them, i see that pattern that I’ve experienced in myself in them, too.
I wonder how many men on this that are like me, willing to use authenticity as their next mask, their next persona, the next trick that they try and just as willing to drop that authenticity if it doesn’t work for them, a.k.a. get them another notch under their belt, another woman’s body to claim as the source of validation for their self-esteem. No judgment here. I’ve done that all my life — used woman’s hearts to measure my self worth instead of loving and expressing my own heart, and then attracting women from that place
