Go read that book dude..there's no such thing as born with talent. You have the impression that it's "talent" because several factors made a person break the talent code when he/she was little. Of course a fat guy who's 200 pounds can't become a soccer player if he starts at the age of 20 years old to touch a soccer ball. Use common sense of course. But good soccer players are not born with soccer in their blood. When they were little, they broke the talent code either because of a good coach or because they practised in a way that increased the myelin in their brain 100 times faster than another kid who practices. And than you look at both kids and you think: Wow that kid has talent. Nope, not all. Go read that book, there's scientific studies all over the world that myelin = talent = skill. The younger you are, the easier you can create myelin in your brain and that's why if you start at a younger age a path in skill, it's much easier than if you start at 20 years old. They even took kids that are "not talented in music or other skills" and trained them with thechniques that force you to create myelin for a bit and they literally became music gods. A girl with: "no hearing ear and no talent at all" became unbelievable just by applying some principles of practice that enables you faster improvement. There's no such thing as talent. Anyone can become good. I'm not generalizing 100%.. you have to have common sense about your personality, etc. If I don't like tennis, even if I play 10 years I'm not going to become as good as someone who has a passion for it. But there's really no such thing as people are born good. Read the book..scientific proof over and over again with multiples great scientists all over the world
Yeah I agree with this..that's why it depends on what do you want to do and what you like in life of course..

Here's your so called "impossible"

Greatness is never borned mate..it's something you become

Do you want to know how I managed to "rack up my laycount"? Because I was looking for a niche in which I would find women who would be potentially interested. That's the whole secret of pickup. By approaching women indiscriminately, I would have burnt out sooner or later. Or do you think any healthy guy wants to approach 100 girls for one "yes" for a long time? After a couple hundred approaches, you say to yourself, "Fuck this shit", and you either drop out of pickup altogether or you look for people who might want to tell you how to improve your batting average (some of those guys have found me and are now doing much better, by the way).

Here's your so called "impossible"

Greatness is never borned mate..it's something you become

The Pathologies of the Pick Up Artist

There is absolutely NOTHING normal about what a Pick Up Artist does or why he does it. Dating advice is one thing. Self improvement is another. But quantifying your social and emotional life and then measuring it against others online and for money will murder your soul. Plain and simple.

In the beginning picking up women can be a science, but the better you get, the more it becomes an art. Once guys pass a certain threshold or so, the only thing that differentiates them is style. This style is based mostly on your personality and what types of women you like. Improvement only exists in adapting your objective skill-set to your subjective desires. Any sort of “next step” is actually more of a lateral movement, rather than moving up.

Beyond getting the first couple lays, quantifying “game” in any sense approaches the impossible — completely subjective and any arguments about skill-levels, quality, consistency, or styles is arguing past one another — like claiming heavy metal is better than rap just because… well, just because.

Over the years, I’ve dated women that other guys think are hideous. I’ve dated women that guys who don’t know me literally come up to me in bars and give me high fives when she’s not looking. There are a lot of women that most guys consider “hot” that I have absolutely no interest in, and vice-versa.

What I’m getting at, is once you become consistent, the only real metric for “success” is your own satisfaction. We’re always playing a numbers game, and once you get your % up to 1/10 or above, really any objective measure of skill kind of becomes pointless.

Once your % passes that magic threshold, it’s really just a matter of how much time and effort you’re willing to dump into your sex life. Some of us dump a lot of time and effort. Most don’t.

For this reason, the idea of “who is the best?” Or who can close the most consistently, or who has the best club game, the best day game, etc. — it’s a bunch of nonsense and as my friend Doc used to say, “Dick crack.” It gets a bunch of competitive and horny guys and their egos excited. But at the end of the day, whether I can lay a girl in 50 minutes and you need two dates is pointless. If my girl has a 9 body and a 5 face and yours has a 6 body and 8 face is pointless.

You’re getting sucked into the validation trap, which turns into a very dark place if you stay there long enough.

The fact is, what is perceived as “the community,” is merely a loud minority. An elitist and somewhat pathological minority.

You don’t end up in the Pick Up Artist community unless you are incredibly unhappy or unsatisfied about something. It may be conscious, it may be unconscious. It may be short-term, or it may be deep-seated and long-term. But the fact is, the community acts for a lot of men as a diversion or scapegoat from dealing with their real issues — their emotional issues.

As men, we’re experts at rationalizing painful feelings away — we hate dealing with them. For a lot of men, all these eBooks and audio courses merely act as rationalizations — a way to escape for a little bit longer, a way to logically solve the unsolvable. Emotions aren’t quantifiable or objective, so these men band together in attempt to quantify and objectify their emotional lives together, under the auspices of “improvement.”

And by their shared metrics, improve they do. “I had my first SNL.” “I banged my first 9 last night.” Etc. But there’s no yardstick for happiness, fulfillment, meaning or significance. This may sound lame and campy, but when you’ve met as many miserable guys with 100+ lays as I have, you may take it seriously.

Some of them forget… they forget that there’s a whole life to these interactions behind the objectification and quantification. They enter the validation trap — where a cocaine-addicted stripper has more value than a Plain Jane with a Ph.D, where a threesome has more value than an engagement ring, where things like acne scars or B-cup tits suddenly become deal-breakers in a relationship.

The PUA community at large is a bubble — it has a propensity to become elitist and to project its own desires and intentions onto everyone else.

They glorify their goals, try to deduce other’s actions and desires into base sexual needs, scoff at guys who don’t get into it as “AFC’s” and look down upon newbies who give up and leave as quitters and men who aren’t “man enough” to persevere the hundreds of rejections just to get their dick wet more often. Yet most guys are pretty damn content with a couple of nice girls and a plain-Jane girlfriend who loves them.

the comparison are kind of silly, just as the concept of the number 1 pick up artist, here is Mark Manson on the subject he is 100% correct:

here is phagan response 100% right on the money:

Yo bro thanks, only saw this now

Pick up is not a numbers game, period. It's a numbers game only if you don't know what you're doing. If you have some sort of a plan, and then you execute it, you can see success which is higher than just a "random night out". I'm traveling alone now in Ayia Napa and had the craziest few weeks, and it's all because I'm executing a new dance-floor routine I worked out. I used to just go out and walk around and do random shit. Now I have a clear system and it works almost every night. I'll post it as a new thread, you'll see what it's NOT a numbers game.