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P ROPOSITIONS

6 CHAPTER : THEORETICAL CONTRIBUTION

6.1 P ROPOSITIONS

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e shall return again (and again!) to the Infinite Desire of the feminine, since it's that insatiable craving to experience physiological sensation that makes our womanly partners in crime so eager to be seduced.

But next let's discover our own role in the dance by asking the question that Lil Siggy Freud never got around to posing, “What's the point of men?!”

Imma tell you, right now...

Whereas the feminine wants to experience sensation, the masculine wants to seek it.

At first blush these seem quite similar.

They're not.

Same planet, different worlds.

Put another way, the masculine is about hunting down food in the first place, while the feminine is about savoring every sensuous bite of it once it’s been caught.

This deep craving for the hunt is expressed through our limitless lust—our incessant masculine hunger for more.

And more. And more. And more.

For all practical purposes, the masculine can never be satisfied of its desire to hunt, and so we are driven by our Infinite Lust.

The fiery winds of our Infinite Lust rage day and night, filling the heavy canvas sails of our personal pirate ship as we criss-cross the treacherous seas from one port to the next.

Our lust takes many forms. We can scour the world in search of monuments to build, riches to earn or women to conquer. Yet, no sooner have we reached a new destination, bedded another woman or made one more million, then we're itching to set off on the next quest.

While our Infinite Lust drives us to hunt down and capture prey, sometimes we merely go through the motions of consuming our catch. Because, unlike the feminine, the eating of it was never our true desire. We were always in it for the hunting. Uncle Abe Lincoln neatly summed up our enduring enchantment with the hunt: “With the catching ends the pleasure of the chase.”

Indeed.

Here's a little secret they've studiously left out of the sexless placebo-speak being preached from the bully pulpits of Big Self Help seminars everywhere...

Our success as men is directly connected to our Infinite Lust—our masculine compulsion to roam the world on a ceaseless quest for more.

And a bonus secret for you...

The more we hide, suppress or deny our lust, the fewer

our accomplishments will be.

Back when Tiger Woods let his super-heated, loin-jarring passions burn like a wildfire across a parched forest, he won virtually every tournament he entered.

Even Majors were the merest speed bumps in his path. Then his truly magnificent lust was publicly exposed and hosed down with the waters of a thousand holier-than-thou gossip columnists, unfulfilled housewives and smirking, late-night TV comics.

Almost immediately his heroic deeds waned.

Nowadays he's no longer a shoe-in to win every tournament he enters. Indeed, he seldom wins anymore at all...and it’s no longer even a surprise when he misses the Cut altogether.

Tiger Woods reigned in his lust in order to keep his millions in endorsement deals, but at the cost of his legacy in the game of golf.

Here's a secret they'll never, ever teach at Harvard Business School...

Great men are driven by great lusts.

“The men of greatest achievement are men with highly developed sex natures,” wrote Napoleon Hill, a fellow who threw down with world leaders and business tycoons alike. “The men who have accumulated great fortunes and achieved outstanding recognition in literature, art, industry and architecture were motivated by the influence of women.”

In a phrase...

Great men are great hunters.

And the first step to becoming a great hunter?

Well, you gotta actually leave the house.

This may sound incredibly obvious, but you'd be surprised how many men—good men, qualified men--overlook this step entirely. They squander their prime years locked behind closed doors, pining away for more women, more money and more tributes rather than daring to walk through that door and hunt them down in the first place.

You might say, “But hunting is not easy.”

And I might answer, “It's not supposed to be easy.”

If you don't hunt, you don't eat.

If you want to embody your Masculine Ideal and finally step into your greatness, know this...

Within every man is a lion—and that lion must hunt.

Ceaselessly.

A lion can survive for extended stretches without actually feeding, but it cannot flourish unless it hunts.

If your lion doesn't hunt regularly, if he isn't

“worked” like one of those multi-million dollar thoroughbred racehorses, then he'll eventually fall into a deep slumber. And when your lion sleeps, very little in your life will go as you desire. One of the great tragedies of our modern society is that so many high-value men have stopped hunting--with the result that their lion has fallen completely asleep.

Over time, these men forget that the hunt is even part of their nature. They become weak and soft, from

the inside out.

When you forget to hunt for women, you also forget to hunt for art and for wealth and for the other spectacular rewards that are the birthright of the masculine.

And once you've forgotten these things, then what's the point of you?

No, buddy boy, I'm really asking you this...

If you forget to hunt, what is the point of you?

The answer, as I'm sure you've already guessed, is none. A man who doesn't hunt has no point at all.

“Sex desire,” Napoleon Hill added, “is the most powerful of human desires. When driven by this desire, men develop keenness of imagination, courage, will-power, persistence and creative ability unknown to them at other times.”

To which I can only add, “Preach it, Napoleon!”

(I wonder what his pals called him? “Nappy?”

“The Napster?” “Ol' Nappenheimer?”)

Movie stars, celebrity athletes and captains of industry all have something in common--towering achievements fueled by towering lusts, both sexual and otherwise...but especially sexual.

There currently exist hundreds of “celebrity blogs”

on the Internet, whose singular goal is to chronicle and lay bare this exact phenomenon: the uncommon lusts of uncommonly successful people.

Great men don't lock themselves up in their room.

They bust out of their cage to hunt—again, whether for money, art, women or empires does not matter.

No prey is more worthy than any other. As Penn Gillette puts it, “It's all one show business!”

You and I were born to prowl, to hunt for what we desire, and to reshape the world in our own image.

The hunt keeps us young. No pill, no surgery can rejuvenate a man like hunting.

Every lesson you still need to learn to transmogrify yourself into the superhero you were born to become can be found in the hunt...

Desire.

Persistence.

Vulnerability.

Presence.

Triumph.

Failure.

Most especially, failure. Because if you're not failing every now again, you're doing it wrong.

Even armed with the all-new model of seduction I'll lay out for you Levels III and IV of THE SEDUCTION BIBLE, even I don’t succeed with every woman I attempt to seduce.

And when I fail, ohhhhhh, I fail spectacularly. And not just with women, but in all my empire-building endeavors.

But the important thing is that I never stop

hunting. I never even think about stopping. Why would I?! There’d no longer be any point to me if I did.

Haven't you ever wondered why even the wealthiest and most successful men on the globe still go to the “office” every single day and hunt like their lives depended on it?!

Bill Gates, Donald Trump, Sir Richard Branson, Elon Musk and their equals couldn't begin to spend the merest fraction of the wealth they've already accumulated, yet they go to work day after day and toil away as if they were pimply-faced interns desperate to land an entry-level position at their firm.

These men have built up spectacular fortunes and a stellar body of noteworthy accomplishments, yet they still hunt every day.

Why?!

Why do they do keep hunting?!

Why do they continue to work when they no longer need to?!

Because great men cannot do otherwise. Great men never stop hunting—that's the largest part of what makes them great.

Whatever they’re currently hunting for is an Epic Quest that gives their lives meaning and purpose.

Even now, after all his enormous success, Stephen King continues to sit down at his desk and write his two thousand words every single day of the year—

including Christmas, the 4th of July and his own damn

birthday.

As I write these words, Warren Buffett, closing in on his mid-EIGHTIES and already worth umpteen billions of dollars, just closed a deal to buy Pittsburgh-based Heinz Foods for the princely sum of

$28 billion.

Can you guess what Mr. Buffett said in the press conference to announce this happy news? After the merest of acknowledgements for pulling off the deal--which just so happened to be the largest food industry acquisition in the history of the world!--the lively old coot announced that he's still got another $20 billion or so in cash and he's “actively hunting for another deal”.

Those were Warren Buffett’s words precisely...

“Actively hunting.”

A billionaire in his '80s. Not resting on his laurels, not lounging on the beach reminiscing over his past successes, not getting stoned with his buddies or reading a novel by the pool.

Actively hunting.

Here's a pop quiz for you...

What did YOU hunt today?

Great men hunt, my friend. And they keep hunting...quite often til the day they die. Two words:

Steve Jobs.

For a final celebration of the Infinite Lust of the

masculine, I’d like to trot out one of those proverbial men who “need no introduction”.

This fellow is the living embodiment of a modern-day Casanova, and he’s yet another exceedingly wealthy man in his '80s. He's a legendary record producer and jazz arranger--credited on over 400 albums.

He's won 27 Grammies on more than 70 nominations. In his spare time, he’s composed the music for 35 feature film scores, founded Vibe magazine and produced two of the most successful songs in history--“Thriller” and “We Are The World”

His name, of course, is Mr. Quincy Jones.

But all that's just the back story. I don't want to shame you, but...

In 2013 alone, Quincy Jones has launched the careers of six new artists by producing their first albums.

Currently he’s developing four separate Broadway shows, including a musical recounting his life story.

He's got nine different movies in various stages of production.

Oh, and he's composing an original musical on the evolution of his greatest passion—jazz!

By the way, I was just kidding earlier. I DO want to shame you here. Seriously, what have you accomplished so far this year?

Be honest...wouldn't you be content if you'd pulled off the feat of producing a single album or developing

one Broadway show in the past twelve months?!

Some men's entire New Year's Resolution list consists of a lone, modest ambition such as “get a girlfriend” or “find a new job” or “buy a house”.

Any fool can get a girlfriend, a job or a house.

That's not why you are here. You're here to stand up and be counted. Whereas the feminine is hungry for stimulus—both physical touch and emotional intimacy--the masculine is hungry for recognition—

being acknowledged as unique and important in the world.

The masculine doesn't just want to build monuments, it also needs to make sure everybody knows damn well who's responsible for 'em.

Our craving for recognition from others is why men so often name their creations after themselves...witness hoteliers Trump, Wynn, Hilton and Marriott, just to name a few.

And once you start getting the recognition you desire and deserve for your creations, you'll want more and more of it. That's the beautiful nature of this beast, baby!

I know the secrets are coming fast and furious, but here's another one to add to your To Do list...

Great men are never content.

Never.

Content.

But, wait, as they say on late-night TV, there's more. There's even more to the Quincy Jones

experience, and I personally believe it's the best part of all. On top of every other one of his current creative and business endeavors, Quincy Jones still—at 81!!!--makes time in his crazy schedule to hunt women as well.

He openly brags about having a “masters degree in partying” and boasts that he's currently juggling 22 separate girlfriends.

Why does he (or Charlie Sheen or the man-formerly-known-as-Tiger Woods) want or need upwards of two dozen lovers in his life? Because his vast masculine essence wants and needs the recognition that comes from being that popular.

The ladies might not like this about us--our insatiable hunger for recognition and acknowledgement from others--but we're not living our lives for them. (And if you are, you're doing it wrong, buster!) To be fair, we also cannot fully comprehend the insatiable yearning for sensation of the feminine, so that leaves everybody nicely confused about the other side!

Again, sir, what are YOU hunting in your life right now?! It can be money, art or empires. You can hunt for truth, influence, wisdom or peace. You can hunt for absolutely anything you desire.

But you cannot hunt nothing.

You can either play this game and enjoy the bounty of ladies and wealth and recognition for yourself—or you can watch other, lesser men take what should properly have been yours.

To be sure, women also experience sexual lust and

a desire to hunt, but that's their masculine drive revealing itself.

When their feminine nature returns, their lust wanes.

Whereas the feminine is fulfilled by feeling deeply into the present experience, the masculine must always hunt for new and different experiences.

Our masculine lust sometimes frightens women.

And you know what frightens them most about it?

The fact that the incendiary fires of our Infinite Lust quite often turns them on.

The more you connect with your own Infinite Lust, owning it without reservation or excuses, the closer you’ll come to stepping into your greatness.

If you stay with me on this heroic journey, I’ll teach you how to become a far more powerful hunter—most especially of women. But I cannot make you hunt. That's all on you.

Of course, if you're not going to hunt, then why bother getting out of bed each morning?!

To hijack Samuel Johnson's classic quote about London:

“When a man tires of the Hunt, he tires of life.”