By definition, anyone who dates and bangs multiple girls is a player, he’s in the game just by fucking a girl. Every man at some point will have his girl leave him, if he doesn’t leave them first, regardless, now in our society, there is no one woman for a man anymore, there are multiples. The only ones not in the game are virgin omega’s. The difference is the one’s who embrace the game, and play it to their advantage, and the ones who get played. You never want to be the latter.
Every one in the game is a player, whether he likes it or not. Many many men get played, why? Because they simply can’t or don’t want to understand how girls very nature is. They think that they’ll get one to be with them forever. They get harangued by the feminine illogical and emotional roller coasters, they get convinced that her pussy, her emotions, her everything is only for him – all the while she’s at least flirting with hundreds of guys a day, at the greatest, blowing co-workers in the copy room, banging strangers when she’s out, cuckolding you with alphas, divorcing your ass when you least expect it.
She can and will turn on you in a heart beat if you make a wrong move. Even for the greatest players a wrong move can be made without recognition. Sometimes even the best can’t fully see a wrong move or compensate for it. The thing that the greats do, is be able to move on to the next one, improve and conquer.
The players oath should be as follows:
I shall never let one pussy rule my existence;
I shall never let one pussy sway me against my true nature;
I shall never let one pussy compromise my masculinity, or self-respect;
I shall never let one pussy have mastery over myself;
I shall love all fresh young hot pussy as much as the one’s I am penetrating;
I shall never validate one pussy, nor worship one pussy;
I shall always be after new pussy, or have pussy in the kitty;
I shall always be in control of pussy, not be controlled by the pussy.
When the end of any relationship, be it long-term, short-term, fling, or one night stand, there is no better recipe for a man’s happiness than another girls embrace, her warm thighs parting for you, her tender kisses, and gentle nature. The new girl, the next girl, the fresh girl, the girl on the side, is always sweeter than the one trying to emasculate you into believing in her lies.
If you fall under the spell of the pussy, you will be punished, punished with absence of pussy, and absence of happiness – you will be devoid of masculinity and power. You will find yourself trying to get back into the game. You will be Omega man.
Take the oath, and prosper my friends.