Good genes are always a bonus
but damn it,
godliness is attractive!
Things that give you a pretense of knowing me...
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is it attractive in and of itself, or is it the necessary factor that allows you to see the rest as attractive?
I think both...
Its quality is one that can be admired on its own, but when it works in synergy with the rest of the parts, I think it makes the whole package more attractive, in a non-physical way...
yeah you've got a point
ever noticed how someone can become more attractive almost instantly when you notice another facet to their godliness you hadn't seen before?
"Really? You read commentaries before you go to sleep every night? And you write N.T. Wright quotes on the walls of toilet cubicles? ... You know I bet that if you had a dollar for every time someone told you how pretty your eyes were, you'd be a millionaire..."
Hey iain, it's almost as if you're talking about Matt... you know, I've never notice his eyes...
I have - they change colour.. they were green on beachmission I have the photo evidence to proove it...
Godliness is attractive - but because its an intrisic factor that affects other things, it also makes them more beautiful.
there's another thing which works in a similar way: attractedness. On the other person's part I mean. It's an interesting thing to observe.
Does that mean that you require to know if a girl is interested in you before you consider if you're attracted to them? Where have you observed this??
according to Jane Austen's guide to dating, Iain is right. Apparently flattery is very attractive. But who cares? The majority of guys are superficial (even when they really don't have the right to be) and the minority are usually taken, gay or not worth the trouble.
Thanks Sonia. I feel so affirmed and whole as a man.
No Katie, it's just that if you know someone's interested in you, it makes a big difference to whether you find them ultimately attractive - one way or another. The converse is also true - that if you know they're not interested, you're likely to become uninterested back. No particular example - it's everywhere.
It doesn't have anything to do with flattery - it's about genuine interest, which is why flirting doesn't get you far with a real man*, and why it ultimately has such a large effect.
*see earlier discussion on godliness
And, might I add, this is also why the act of being disinterested that many girls take on alongside their whinging about the many faults of men only leads to them becoming confused at why all the guys around them are becoming disinterested.
excuse me Mr. Fagg, I am blatantly obvious. I tried the whole coy thing and it didn't work, then I tried the straight forward 'we-have-to-talk' method and that didn't work either. ARGH!! Intense frustration. Ok, who cares. Naomi is right. Relationships are effort not worth it. Those kind of relationships. Friendships are awesome.
By the bye, I just got two packages in the mail. I love ordering books online.
I reckon the hybrid of the Tim P theory and the Mick theory works best, in theory. And I do agree, that the best thing to do is to make your decision and act upon it. However, I have two major disagreements:
1. There are more factors at work than interest, which can make you confused and take away your resolve. Not every hit will make you stronger - some can seriously damage, whether because of the force of the hit or because of a previous injury.
2. The onus always seems to be placed upon the guys, when in many cases this is just not fair or reasonable. There are times when, for various reasons, the bloke just can't put it out there, yet everyone will tell him that the responsibility still lies with him.
To be frank, I seem, by necessity, to be taking the quickest route to nowhere - the Cold Turkey method. Any thoughts that come into my head are entertained for a little while, but soon rationalised away one way or another (and the feminine silence allows for this quite well), allowing me to survive when all I would face otherwise are long periods of horrific angst and extreme overanalysis and speculation. I can't hack any more of that. Year upon year of it has weakened me, and I won't act on speculation for fear of breaking. "Nowhere" is not where I want to be by any means, but to my pessimistic eyes the marginally possible joy isn't worth what appears to be an almost certain trampling. Or is it? I just don't know anymore.
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