Recently in the Trump thread, someone shared how Trump and his family have inspired him to want to become a patriarch, with successful children as his legacy. Count me in among the inspired. I have decided that, whatever comes next, I will be on Team Civilisation and create my own little clan to continue the good fight. I fully know the risks, and I'm backing myself to be successful, with everything I have learned.
A year ago, I met a woman that fit all the criteria Roosh described here and more: http://www.rooshv.com/7-things-i-require...f-my-child To give you an idea, here's where she's at on the list:
1. She's in the 18-25 range, almost 10 years younger than me, and is doing her last year at university as an undergraduate in a very feminine course.
2. She's a virgin.
3. She's a HB8 with long golden hair, C-cups, hour glass figure, waist smaller than my quads, long legs, thigh gap and bubble butt.
4. She's an European mix, more on the Eastern side, very white.
5. She is very feminine. Her work and hobbies are: sewing, tailoring (she's made me clothes including a kick ass sport jacket), cooking, drawing, dancing, yoga and pilates.
6. She wants to be a traditional stay-at-home wife and mother, and wants to run a few small family businesses on the side eventually. Loves cooking and cleaning for me.
7. She's a Christian who believes in woman submitting to her man, being his helper and his property (all her words, in our early dating days).
For the record, if someone is thinking of the word unicorn, I believe that the unicorn is just a horse with a dildo on its head. She is a rare find, but there were plenty of things I needed to teach her, and plenty that I will teach her in the future, to mold her into my woman.
After vetting her with all the LTR Game skills I have acquired over the years, I have decided that she is the best candidate to be my wife, my helper and the mother of my children. Through this process, I have learned and practiced many LTR Game techniques, which I'd like to share with the forum soon in other threads. This one is just about the engagement.
In the months leading up to the day, she was hinting heavily at how much she loves my last name and so on, without nagging or putting any pressure on me. I knew she'd say yes, and I had also made my decision, so I was working on the plan. Initially I was going to do so on an oversea trip (as part of my work) to a romantic location in Europe. However, I decided against it as I've always thought that a big proposal plan is putting women on a pedestal and making the occasion larger than the marriage (similar to a big wedding), and everyone I know personally who makes a big deal out of it has a miserable marriage or is divorced. I want it to be as easy going and spontaneous, led by me, as our dating has been since day one.
So one nice winter weekend night, we were walking in a nice area of the city by the river, wearing just casual smart clothes. I had not prepared for it at all, as I had not even bought the ring yet. We stopped by a bridge, under an old street lamp. The mood just seemed right. I stood there holding her, looked into her eyes for a long while, then, softly and calmly, gave her two commands: "Marry me. Take my name."
There was no bending of knees, there was no question. Just commands, from a man to his woman, as it is the natural order of things.
Her knees went weak, and I had to catch her as she fell into me. "Yes, my beloved man, yes" - she responded in my ancestral language, which she's been learning for some time, as tears rolled down her face. She cried joyfully for a good while, and then promised me how she would please me, nurture me, be my retreat and give me beautiful children. I promised to lead her, be her rock, love, protect and provide for her. We stood there kissing for a good while, then hurried back home for some epic love making that probably woke all the neighbours. It was one of the best nights of my life and hers.
For the following two weeks, I told her that until I got the ring, it was going to be a secret engagement and she could not tell anyone even our families. This turned out to be a pretty good test, as she stayed focus on us as I commanded and not bragging about it to the world, which isn't in her nature anyway. After I got the ring and put it on her finger, we slowly told our closest families, and friends, one by one in person, leaving social media dead last, and we in fact still haven't got around to that yet as neither of us uses it much.
As for the ring, I told her up front that it is just a symbol, and had it been Adam and Eve's time, I'd give her one made of grass. She agreed and understood it perfectly. It is a nice little diamond ring that I bought for about 10% of my monthly salary, and my woman looks more proud wearing it than all the women spotting rings worth 3+ months salary from their beta provider husbands combined.
When telling the engagement story to family and friends, she subtly uses the word engagement and not proposal, because I did not propose nor ask, I commanded, and she loves it that way. I also explained to her the lack of knee bending on my part: "Men should only kneel before God". In fact, she was the one dropping to her knees, and this is 100% congruent with the roles we are in as man and woman. My woman gets very hot and wet when I explain things in terms of the masculine and feminine roles to her.
Here is where many men would say goodbye to the Game. For me, here is where it truly starts, as the stake is the highest it can be. I feel perfectly natural in my role as her man and leader, and the Game is flowing through me as freely as it has ever been. It is going to be a life full of trials leading a traditional Biblical family in this world, and we will win bigly.
Make Marriage Great Again!
A year ago, I met a woman that fit all the criteria Roosh described here and more: http://www.rooshv.com/7-things-i-require...f-my-child To give you an idea, here's where she's at on the list:
1. She's in the 18-25 range, almost 10 years younger than me, and is doing her last year at university as an undergraduate in a very feminine course.
2. She's a virgin.
3. She's a HB8 with long golden hair, C-cups, hour glass figure, waist smaller than my quads, long legs, thigh gap and bubble butt.
4. She's an European mix, more on the Eastern side, very white.
5. She is very feminine. Her work and hobbies are: sewing, tailoring (she's made me clothes including a kick ass sport jacket), cooking, drawing, dancing, yoga and pilates.
6. She wants to be a traditional stay-at-home wife and mother, and wants to run a few small family businesses on the side eventually. Loves cooking and cleaning for me.
7. She's a Christian who believes in woman submitting to her man, being his helper and his property (all her words, in our early dating days).
For the record, if someone is thinking of the word unicorn, I believe that the unicorn is just a horse with a dildo on its head. She is a rare find, but there were plenty of things I needed to teach her, and plenty that I will teach her in the future, to mold her into my woman.
After vetting her with all the LTR Game skills I have acquired over the years, I have decided that she is the best candidate to be my wife, my helper and the mother of my children. Through this process, I have learned and practiced many LTR Game techniques, which I'd like to share with the forum soon in other threads. This one is just about the engagement.
In the months leading up to the day, she was hinting heavily at how much she loves my last name and so on, without nagging or putting any pressure on me. I knew she'd say yes, and I had also made my decision, so I was working on the plan. Initially I was going to do so on an oversea trip (as part of my work) to a romantic location in Europe. However, I decided against it as I've always thought that a big proposal plan is putting women on a pedestal and making the occasion larger than the marriage (similar to a big wedding), and everyone I know personally who makes a big deal out of it has a miserable marriage or is divorced. I want it to be as easy going and spontaneous, led by me, as our dating has been since day one.
So one nice winter weekend night, we were walking in a nice area of the city by the river, wearing just casual smart clothes. I had not prepared for it at all, as I had not even bought the ring yet. We stopped by a bridge, under an old street lamp. The mood just seemed right. I stood there holding her, looked into her eyes for a long while, then, softly and calmly, gave her two commands: "Marry me. Take my name."
There was no bending of knees, there was no question. Just commands, from a man to his woman, as it is the natural order of things.
Her knees went weak, and I had to catch her as she fell into me. "Yes, my beloved man, yes" - she responded in my ancestral language, which she's been learning for some time, as tears rolled down her face. She cried joyfully for a good while, and then promised me how she would please me, nurture me, be my retreat and give me beautiful children. I promised to lead her, be her rock, love, protect and provide for her. We stood there kissing for a good while, then hurried back home for some epic love making that probably woke all the neighbours. It was one of the best nights of my life and hers.
For the following two weeks, I told her that until I got the ring, it was going to be a secret engagement and she could not tell anyone even our families. This turned out to be a pretty good test, as she stayed focus on us as I commanded and not bragging about it to the world, which isn't in her nature anyway. After I got the ring and put it on her finger, we slowly told our closest families, and friends, one by one in person, leaving social media dead last, and we in fact still haven't got around to that yet as neither of us uses it much.
As for the ring, I told her up front that it is just a symbol, and had it been Adam and Eve's time, I'd give her one made of grass. She agreed and understood it perfectly. It is a nice little diamond ring that I bought for about 10% of my monthly salary, and my woman looks more proud wearing it than all the women spotting rings worth 3+ months salary from their beta provider husbands combined.
When telling the engagement story to family and friends, she subtly uses the word engagement and not proposal, because I did not propose nor ask, I commanded, and she loves it that way. I also explained to her the lack of knee bending on my part: "Men should only kneel before God". In fact, she was the one dropping to her knees, and this is 100% congruent with the roles we are in as man and woman. My woman gets very hot and wet when I explain things in terms of the masculine and feminine roles to her.
Here is where many men would say goodbye to the Game. For me, here is where it truly starts, as the stake is the highest it can be. I feel perfectly natural in my role as her man and leader, and the Game is flowing through me as freely as it has ever been. It is going to be a life full of trials leading a traditional Biblical family in this world, and we will win bigly.
Make Marriage Great Again!