If You Understood This… It Would Be Impossible To Remain Just An 'Ordinary Man'

There is a level that only a few men reach. It is not the level of polite

reach. It is not the level of polite conversation, nor repetitive questions, nor what do you like and what do you desire. No, this is surface level talk.

desire. No, this is surface level talk.

This is the talk of people who haven't understood the game yet. We are not here to play on the surface. We want to go all the way down to the place no one touches unless they understand female psychology correctly. There is a sea, a

psychology correctly. There is a sea, a strange sea I call the sea of suggestion. And not just any man knows

suggestion. And not just any man knows how to swim in it. Why? Because this sea doesn't need money, doesn't need a physique, doesn't need muscles, and doesn't need trivial methods or ready-made lines from Tik Tok. This sea

requires presence. It requires

awareness. It requires a man who knows how to enter her mind, not with words, but with feeling. This sea is the place where a girl strips off all the roles she has worn for long years. Look, my

brother, all her life, she has been wearing a million roles. Exhausting,

heavy roles that never really fit her.

her father's daughter, the sister who must be a role model, the ideal friend, the polite girl who must walk the straight path, the one who must leave a good impression, the one who must not make mistakes, the one who must be liked

and not rejected, the one who must be worthy. All these masks she wears in

worthy. All these masks she wears in front of the world, her family, her friends and society, but in a specific moment with a specific man. The man who knew how to open the right door. All

these masks fall off without her realizing, without her defending, and without her resisting. Why? because you

touched a place no one else came close to touching. The version that appears to

to touching. The version that appears to you in this scene is not the version you see behind social media, nor the polite version at university, nor the version that laughs while afraid of judgment.

The version that appears to you here is the raw version, the original version.

The version she is afraid to talk about to her friend. The version that exists beneath the mind in the subconscious.

This version she didn't expect, can't control, and can't deal with using logic. [music] Feeling not analysis,

logic. [music] Feeling not analysis, imagination not rules. And here is the secret. Her desires here are real,

secret. Her desires here are real, having nothing to do with society, family, her image, the rules of being a respectable girl, or instructions on what to do and what not to do. Her

desires here are instinctual, human, [music] pure. There is no allowed or

[music] pure. There is no allowed or forbidden, no shame or guilt, no fitting in or not fitting in. Here [music] the woman inside her emerges from behind the woman they taught her to be. You and I

enter this sea through one door only.

Imagination. [music] Yes. Not with sweet talk, not with promises, not with cheap flirting, not with hey beautiful imagination. [music]

imagination. [music] A woman doesn't react to what she hears.

She reacts to what she feels inside the words. There is a huge difference when

words. There is a huge difference when you speak to her with words that make her imagine, color, feel, tremble, drift away, and disappear for a moment from reality to enter another world. A world

whose door you built. Because the harsh truth is that a woman doesn't see you as you are. Your looks, status, [music]

you are. Your looks, status, [music] money, car, height, or weight don't matter. No, she sees the feeling you

matter. No, she sees the feeling you birthed within her. If she feels power, she sees you as strong. If she feels lightness, she sees you as light. If she

feels mystery, [music] she sees you as a puzzle. If she feels safety, she sees

puzzle. If she feels safety, she sees you as a support. If she feels intelligence, [music] she sees you as deep. If she feels masculinity, she sees

deep. If she feels masculinity, she sees you as a man. Even if you see yourself as average, she doesn't see you as you are. She sees you as she feels in your

are. She sees you as she feels in your moment. But let me be a bit frank with

moment. But let me be a bit frank with you. This zone is not for the weak, not

you. This zone is not for the weak, not for those who memorize ready-made sentences, [music] and not for those who get nervous at the first word. This is a game that requires a man with [music] confidence calmness presence

awareness, and the ability to stand before [music] himself before standing before her. Because if you are afraid,

before her. Because if you are afraid, if you are shaky, if you enter the relationship carrying your complexes with you, you won't be able to enter the [music] sea at all. The wave will swallow you before you reach the shore.

But when you understand the game, when you understand that suggestion is not words but energy, [music] not a puzzle but imagination, not questions but doors, then you will open something in

her mind that no one before you knew how to open. You will become an imagination.

to open. You will become an imagination.

She will find comfort in you. She is the one who will be attracted to you. And

she is the one who will open her heart to you without playing hard to get. Not

[music] because you are perfect, but because you were able to reach the version inside her, the version no other man can see. This is the rare level. A

level not for everyone. Here we return to the question that changes the game from its roots. How do you get her to this stage quickly? How do you get her to the sea we spoke about without long dates, without plays, without roles,

without the game of who cares more or who gives first or prove yourself? How

do you shortcut all this traffic and enter directly into the zone where her true feelings are formed? The answer is simpler than you imagine and deeper than you can expect. The answer is address

her imagination. Not her mind, not her

her imagination. Not her mind, not her principles, not what she likes to eat or where she likes to go or what her hobbies are. No imagination. Because if

hobbies are. No imagination. Because if

a woman's imagination is opened, I swear to God, it will sweep you along like a strong wave and carry you to a place she herself didn't know existed. Let me

explain to you calmly, one by one. Take

a deep breath. Look, a woman's mind has three rooms. The room of reality, the room of maturity, and the room of imagination. Most men try to enter the

imagination. Most men try to enter the room of reality. What do you do? Where

do you live? Do you like cinema? What's

the last movie you saw? And oh my, if he's a bit bold, he asks, "What's your favorite type of coffee?" as if he's asking for the secret nuclear codes.

Some try to enter the room of maturity.

What are your goals? What are your ambitions? Where do you see yourself in

ambitions? Where do you see yourself in 5 years? These are good questions, but

5 years? These are good questions, but they don't build attraction. They only

build respect. But the room of imagination, if you open this one, I swear to God, you can enter without an appointment, without proof, without struggle. You enter naturally as if

struggle. You enter naturally as if you've existed there for a long time.

Why? Because imagination is the place a woman escapes to during her sadness, her stress, her loneliness, [music] her fear when she feels the world is heavy on her. The place no one knows but you. If

her. The place no one knows but you. If

you manage to enter it, done. You become

the feeling, not just a young man. You

become an experience, not just a person.

You become a voice inside, not just a conversation outside. How do you enter?

conversation outside. How do you enter?

How do you break the door without showing that you are breaking it? with a

calm tone, a tone holding silent confidence, not arrogance and not acting. The confidence that makes her

acting. The confidence that makes her hear you with her heart, not her ears. A

heavy question that isn't opened except [music] by men who understand the game correctly. Tell me, when you feel the

correctly. Tell me, when you feel the world choking you, when you feel you want to run away from everything, work, people, pressure, what is the thing that if you did it, makes you feel alive? The

thing that makes time fly, makes your heart's voice louder, and returns you to the version [music] of yourself that no one knows but you. notice. You didn't

ask her about her daily [music] routine.

You didn't ask about her favorite food.

You didn't ask about school or university. You didn't ask where she

university. You didn't ask where she wants to go. You, my friend, press the imagination button. And here the real

imagination button. And here the real magic begins. [music] Because as soon as

magic begins. [music] Because as soon as her imagination starts working, everything begins to change. Her way of speaking, her tone of [music] voice, the amount of detail she gives you, the way she looks at you, and even the speed of

her messages. Because [music] she isn't

her messages. Because [music] she isn't just replying to you, she is giving you a part of her insides. And when a woman gives a man a part of her insides, this is the highest degree of trust and the

strongest degree of attraction. And why

is this question dangerous? Because when

[music] a woman explains to you the thing that makes her feel alive, she isn't giving you information. She is

giving you a window. A window into her internal image, into her true personality, into the child inside her, into her desires. She hasn't told anyone. And when you reply to her, you

anyone. And when you reply to her, you don't reply to her words. [music] You

reply to her internal image. For

example, if she said, "I feel I return to being me when I travel. [music] The

sea relaxes me. Walking without a destination." You reply to her calmly.

destination." You reply to her calmly.

"It's clear that your freedom isn't a luxury. It's clear it's part of your

luxury. It's clear it's part of your soul." Look at the sentence. No

soul." Look at the sentence. No

flirting, no exaggeration, just understanding. And this is stronger than

understanding. And this is stronger than a thousand sweet words. And after that, the game starts to flip quietly. Why?

Because her imagination starts painting you. She doesn't just see you as a

you. She doesn't just see you as a person anymore. She sees you as a

person anymore. She sees you as a feeling. sees you as a place she escapes

feeling. sees you as a place she escapes to. Sees you as a composition different

to. Sees you as a composition different from everyone she has seen. You became

the experience, the image, the sea, the feeling, the stillness, the safety, the mystery, and the depth. Her judgment of you is no longer from the mind or logic.

Her judgment is from a deeper place, a place that doesn't fall quickly and isn't forgotten quickly. Your image

remains not for a day or a week, but sometimes for years. Listen, before I get into the story, let me change the atmosphere a bit because what is coming is not theory, not rules, not steps.

What is coming is real life and a part of me I was always hesitant to tell, but I felt you needed to hear it because maybe you are in the same situation now.

And maybe a word from this story will change something big inside you. The

story, a girl. I was 24 years old at the time. A normal young man seeing the

time. A normal young man seeing the world open before him, learning, making mistakes, laughing, and falling into relationships he doesn't understand until time passes. She was not a bad

girl, not evil, but she wasn't with me.

You understand? The body was there, the words were there, but the spirit was absent. You feel she smiles, but the

absent. You feel she smiles, but the smile doesn't reach the eyes. You feel

she cares, but the care has a cold breath [music] to it, as if it were a duty, not a desire. And I am not the type to be easily fooled. I don't like polite lying and I don't like love that comes without heat. But I didn't say a

letter to her, didn't confront her, didn't say, "I feel you aren't with me."

I stayed silent and one day something simple happened, but it was the final straw. She was quiet in a strange way,

straw. She was quiet in a strange way, not worried [music] or upset. No, she

was distant. The type where you feel the person isn't here, even if they are sitting in front of you. At that time, I didn't know the sciences we are talking about today. I didn't know about the sea

about today. I didn't know about the sea or the keys [music] or the suggestions.

But curiously enough, it was as if I did something resembling them without knowing. I sat with her with the same

knowing. I sat with her with the same calmness, my eyes steady, and said to her, "You know, I feel like you are not upset, but distant, as if there is a voice inside you, a voice that isn't comfortable, but you aren't able to

express it." I didn't say why, nor

express it." I didn't say why, nor [music] who, nor is it my fault, nor did I play the victim or the investigator.

[music] I just mirrored her feeling, held up a mirror for her without hinting she was wrong and without showing my weakness. And here, I saw something

weakness. And here, I saw something strange. I saw a girl break for [music]

strange. I saw a girl break for [music] the first time. Not a break of pain, but the break of a human being. A human who was trying to hide something, trying to act something, trying to wear a coat that didn't resemble her. She paused for

a moment and then said the sentence. I

still remember how it came out of her throat. You annoy me because you

throat. You annoy me because you understand me more than I understand myself. I laughed then because I was

myself. I laughed then because I was trying to ease the tension. I told her, "Easy, girl. I haven't done anything

"Easy, girl. I haven't done anything yet. Calm down." But inside, I was

yet. Calm down." But inside, I was shocked. Not because I understood her,

shocked. Not because I understood her, but because I discovered something important. The most expensive gift you

important. The most expensive gift you can give a human is not a word, not a rose, not a hug, but to understand them.

To understand their pain, understand their fear, understand their silence, even if they try to hide it from you.

After that, I asked her a question. The

question that changed everything. What

is the thing you wish someone would understand about you, but no one has ever understood? The bomb. This question

ever understood? The bomb. This question

was like opening an old drawer inside her she was afraid to open herself.

[music] She began to speak and for the first time in the relationship, she was speaking from her heart, not her mind.

She was speaking with her real voice, not the voice of the character she was trying to act so I would be comfortable.

And notice, I wasn't being romantic, nor trying to be the savior or the cultured intellectual. I was just present.

intellectual. I was just present.

Present with my full awareness, not expecting a reply, not wanting a confession, not wanting anything. I just

wanted to understand. And here she began to change. She began to love truly,

to change. She began to love truly, began to come closer, began to open up, began to give me from her heart what she was giving as an act before. Do you want to know why? Not because I am handsome,

nor because my method is awesome, nor because I said powerful words, but because men who understand have become few, have become rare. And humans always lean towards the rare thing, the thing they don't find easily. And for the

first time, I was seeing something I hadn't seen before. I who used to chase and laugh. and I who told the truth and

and laugh. and I who told the truth and I who was confident. She was the one who started to put in effort to try and to fear losing [music] me. But you see, the relationship didn't continue and it

doesn't have to continue. Not every

relationship must end in marriage or a long story. Sometimes a relationship

long story. Sometimes a relationship comes as a lesson, as a stage, as a mirror. It comes to bring you closer to

mirror. It comes to bring you closer to yourself before bringing you closer to others. [music] She went back to her

others. [music] She went back to her path and I went back to mine. But the

truth is, this experience taught me something I won't [music] forget. A

human doesn't open up because of love.

They open up because of understanding.

And power is [music] not to hold a person. Power is to touch something no

person. Power is to touch something no one else touches. Power is to calm their fear with your presence. Power is to hear their silence [music] before their words. Power is to be a space, not an

words. Power is to be a space, not an investigator. Why am I telling you this

investigator. Why am I telling you this story? Because maybe right now you are

story? Because maybe right now you are at [music] the beginning of a relationship and maybe you feel the other party isn't opening up, isn't giving, isn't showing feelings and you think the solution is to press or

initiate more or give more or smother their feelings. But the truth is you

their feelings. But the truth is you don't need to press. You need to understand [music] understand the way they feel before understanding the way they speak. And if you know how to enter

they speak. And if you know how to enter a person's soul automatically and without [music] effort, they will trust.

They will come closer and they will give you what they have been hiding for years. This was the Dark Needle. I love

years. This was the Dark Needle. I love

you and I'll see you in the next video.