The Gatsby Gamble

It takes a level of will power in order to bring oneself to a standard they earlier envied.
You look at those with riches with jaundiced eyes and ignore the struggles that they were forced to endure.

You stand in front of fancy cars and daydream. See beautiful girls and slobber all over the linoleum. The moment passes and your drive diminishes.

I have spent many nights pondering how to reach those of you that wish to do better, but lack the inspiration to overcome your own lethargic habits. Humanitarianism.

I believe I have come up with a potential method. Though a part of me is hesitant to release this to you my dearest readers. It is not because I fear the competition. Negligible. I fear that I may be inflating the ranks of the clique of beta. The reason I fear this is because this last ditch effort to help you reclaim your masculinity can also lead you down the path of pining for a female. Unacceptable loss.

Gatsby for those that attended American high schools was a man that found riches and popularity in order to court a female that he had hopelessly fallen in love with in his youth.

He worked to impress her, but she was sated in the arms of her alpha husband.

The Gatsby Gamble is the same principle. It goes against every tenet of “game” and “manosphere logic,” but when done correctly it is a potent elixir.

I say this because I have seen it succeed after telling a friend of the program. His success was astronomical. It was thrilling to watch his transformation. Pride.
It is also with great disappointment that I ignited a latent fore-longing in three others. Apologies.1/4 Success rate.

If you wish to take this last ditch effort to attain a better life, proceed with caution. Heed my warnings. This I urge of you.

Similar to Gatsby I want you to think of a girl that you have lusted, crushed, or even believed to have silently loved. If no such girl exists, craft her in your mind’s eye.
I want you to imagine every aspect of her.

Do not go to Facebook, remember her as your memory immortalized her. The cute laugh and her sexy dimples. Every feature of her that made it appear as if she could do no wrong.

I want you to imagine what “prince” she deserves. A girl like her deserves the best.

Now look in the mirror.

You lack everything that she would look for a man. She’s worth the best and you are nothing. You’re not fit. You’re not charming. You’re not confident. You have terrible style.

From this moment on you will make yourself better so that one day she will cross countries to stand in front of you hoping for a shot. And by then you’ve got other more pressing matters to attend to. (Thanks to Haiku for this quote. I wasn’t eloquent enough at the first writing of this post.)

On the track as you run and are thinking about quitting. Imagine her.
At the gym as you think of dropping the weights. Imagine her.
At a party as you attempt to be a wall flower. Imagine her.

Look at the mirror. Find your flaws. Work on them so that instead of an unfinished painting she finds herself looking at a masterpiece.

Do this until you have become the best man you can become. Fit. Dominant. Desirable.

The pursuit of a female offers the motivation many boys need in today’s society. However do not fall in the same trap that Gatsby did. He did everything for a female, true, but in the process became better than she deserved. He never realized that she was not a special one of a kind creature. His perception of her was his downfall.

Do not forget that lesson. Use this girl to propel you, but do not, do not, do not let her become your mission.

I promise you that at the end of your transformation you will be the jealousy of the town. You must also realize that now that you’re the best you can be you must surround yourself with the best.

Here is the crucial aspect which social media can help with. Look at her life, find her flaws. Read the stupid things she writes, experience incredulity at what a fool she is. Discover the selfishness that she has always possessed, but you were blind to. See that she is not the girl you thought she was.

Recognize that while you got fit, she aged poorly.
Realize that while you found success, she squandered her gifts.
Relish at the stares of lust you receive, she has become invisible.

I wish you luck in avoiding the pitfalls of the Gatsby Gamble.