Again, that's my entire point, my esteemed colleague.
I'll ask out ANY woman I'd like whether she be a 5 or 6 and likewise a 9 or 10. It's all even money.
What I don't get is those guys who keep their expectations low and only ask out the 5's or 6's (or even less than that) because they figure the 9's or 10's won't even be interested in them.
That's totally wrong. That's putting yourself in a box.
Now we agree.
A woman, be she a 10 or 9 or 8 or .... they all have a deeper beauty within that a true lover will coax out of her with every touch as he plays her like a maestro plays the Stradivarius. He closes his eyes. He softly searches its heart for that perfect note. When he finds that perfect note, she cannot help but release it. For that is why she lives.
To not even consider a 10 is the sign of a truly unconfident man, but I do not blame them, for it must be taught.
Consider religion, where sex is sinful, and public education where sexual passion is verboten. Both institutions tell you to ignore, or even beg forgivness through medival rituals, for contemplating such passion because their morals dictate its denial for some unfathonable reason. They bowdlerize Shakespeare and Lord Byron when their lines go to where the deities of lust leads them.
Our institutions should be teaching young men how to play the violin, not deny its beauty
Je me demande, est-ce que le violon ressent la même passion que le violoniste quand cette note parfaite est jouée?
