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I haven't done a very good job describing, in detail, the reasons behind my rage. 

It is the minions of mediocrity, and their schemes to keep greatness at bay.

$uperstar $tatus

$uperstar $tatus happens when you finally hit that point in your life when all the bullshit you've faced your whole life finally comes to a halt.  Circumstances change.  Almost, almost overnight, all of those crazy dreams and insane schemes turn out to be not so crazy, not so insane.  All of the rage built up over the years, finally bubbling up, boiling over... until it's no longer rage anymore.  Just acceptance.  Acceptance of reality, and the nature of reality.  Acceptance of this world and the way of this world. 

You're born into it.  You can't help that.  What you can help is how you respond.  What you can do is control what actions you take on a daily basis.  Those actions are your official official to the cards that mother nature dealt you.  Your actions are the "fuck you" in the face of a universe that would have you held down and stuck in a lowly position in life. 

This blog is self-belief in motion.  It is a recording of a reflection of the mind of a genius.

Action = Power

Every time I perform an action, I become stronger.

Ask yourself:  What action will make me more powerful? 

Action begets action; it creates flow.

Accelerate

Today is the day that I launch.

I know myself, and I know that I must master myself.

Step by step, phone call by phone call, person by person, I will create an empire.

Determination overrules everything. 

An indomitable soul is created in fire. 

Dead and gone...

July 1st.  Day one.  I've been traveling on this road too long.  The old me is dead and gone.

My lungs breathe in the future. 

Success is the focus.

Winning is the purpose.

Scaling the ceiling of history is the WILL.

A really intelligent man...

A really intelligent man feels what other men only know. 

Endure the boredom.

Lol... little fifty shades of grey... haha....

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L1aghl5wRI0

Unhappy, Unlucky and Unpleasable

Some people are unhappy, unlucky and unpleaseable.  No amount of gifts will make them happy.  No amount of kind words will make them happy.  They are spoiled, rotten and ungrateful.  If you are unlucky enough to HAVE to deal with such types (perhaps a job boss), do your best to find the way out as fast as possible.  Money is probably the answer.  Money is always the answer.  With money, you don't have to take what scarcity forces into your life.  You can have the best, the ideal, minus the loud-mouthed complaints of some ogre that is incapable of being satisfied.

San Diego Sex

San Diego is one of the most beautiful places I have ever been to.  Lots of lookin' good there. 

Randomly, I thought today that getting into the pornography industry (not as an actor, but as a producer) would be a very fitting way to take all of the perspective I have about relationships and profit from it.

I think porn might be an industry that many people do not participate in, for moral reasons.  I think that pornography should be engaged in, FOR moral reasons.  Imagine if some site exposed American hoes for what they are... kind of like a documentary, or some sort of realism with a camera behind it.  Not like girl's gone wild.  Not necessarily like POV porn... but something... different... unique... 

Fire in the Belly

I wake up with fire in my belly, and I have to regurgitate and spew it.

I was thinking this morning about a hypothetical business owner, frustrated that his business sucks.  He's talking to his adviser, and he asks, in a frustrated tone:  Why does my business suck? 

The answer from the adviser is that the business owner did not focus on his target market. 

Keep going, going, going...

I woke up today with some interesting thoughts on my mind. I woke up thinking about the video with 50 Cent where he talks about how not to get mad when some dudes or niggas are fuckin' your girl. Fortunately, I've never blatantly been in this situation (at least, I don't think I have... you never know with these non-exclusive, disloyal hoes these days), but it is interesting to ponder. Fifty said don't get mad, just up your game and find a new bitch.

This got me thinking about Fifty's notion that a man is not as attractive as a woman until he is wealthy and publicly noted. This means that, for a man, it is extremely difficult to obtain attractiveness, much more difficult than it is for a female. All a female has to do is be born, live and if she is beautiful, then all she has to do is post pictures of herself on Instagram, and every dude under the sun can check her out. From her perspective, I suppose this makes sense, unless she is trying to have a relationship with a guy like me. I avoid women like this like the plague. My personality does not vibe with situations like this. It's funny.

When you're trying to get rich, and actually find yourself on the path to get there, you may find that it is an insanely lonely road. Insanely lonely, because it is lonely enough to make you go insane. For me, I had my fair share of contact with women, but nothing as nearly as rewarding as the bounty enjoyed by a rich man. A rich man simply does not have concern himself over the erratic, unreliable emotions of a woman.

The world is full of beautiful women. It is difficult to imagine why or how man ever got trapped in the one-woman system. This notion may have worked before feminism told women that they didn't men. This notion might've worked before women turned into disgusting feminist monsters.

Sometimes, I feel myself angry with the path that I chose in life, to focus on hustling so intensely, while other dudes played professional sports or got relatively high-paying jobs. I think I feel this anger because the females that I've been with to this point haven't fully appreciated the value of someone lik me. I could've played in the NFL. I could have gotten a six-figure job right out of college. But I didn't. I wanted something more. I wanted to dream big, and do something that not just any guy could do. I wanted greatness, and the path to get there is so full of doubt from others – and even sometimes doubt from yourself – that there were times when I honestly asked myself if I would truly continue.

Now that the process has obviously paid off, I see the final vision. I have diamonds on my fingers as I type this. I've brought in six-figure commissions. Now, the only thing I have left to do is scale. That's it. Scale, and finally take advantage of all the benefits of being that guy.

Hindsight

One thing I would tell the younger version of myself is to never do monogamy with a social media chick.  Ever.  You can't trust a hoe putting herself on the market with photos.

Look What You Created

In the show Lie to Me, Kyle Lightman talks about how to create a monster. He talks about how the way to do is to keep someone in captivity, and subject them to extreme criticism. This type of treatment doesn't necessarily have to take place in some rusty, Saw-style basement. This type of torture is often created in the homes of America, by abusive parents. Their offspring is often nasty and highly confrontational. I've seen examples of this type of behavior among American siblings, and the irony is that the children are brought up in a so-called Christian home.
Interestingly, in Jurassic World, Indominous Rex was created in captivity. Bred in captivity and held captive in solo. And then the monster finally broke free.



I think that if I were to add up the total number of negative statements said in my direction, over the years, I think I would have a very high amount, an unusually high level of negative B.S. Spewed in my direction. Everything, from being called crazy, psychotic, retarded, etc. I've had my manhood questioned, my hustles doubted. The treatment I've endured reminds me of what Robert Greene discusses in the 50^th Law, with the system of slavery that was set up to crush every bit of self-esteem within. And yet, the character described in the 50^th Law kept his chin up and did everything he did to control his own sense of self. He refused to form low opinions of himself, despite the environment that he lived through.

Keep Going

Money is a beautiful thing.  When I think about money, I dream about all of the things money will get me in the future.  Probably the most comforting thought about a large amount of money is the eradication of scarcity.  Scarcity is a pestilence that plagues you when you don't have resources, and it is a symptom or corollary of powerlessness.  

Scarcity applies to many concepts, perhaps most notably:  money and women.

Scarcity applies to money in the following way.  Suppose you only have $100.  Spending $50 of that $100 represents a big chunk of your money.  However, if you have $10,000, spending $50 hurts a lot less.  The more zeroes you add on to the total number, the less and less that $50 hurts, until you can spend $50 with barely even feeling it.  The difference between feeling it all (with a total net worth of $50), and feeling it at $50,000,000 is massive.  .0000001% pain compared to 100% pain.  Numbers don't lie.  

The same concept applies to women.  If you have one woman in your life, every little thing she does could potentially upset you.  If she's posting pics of herself on social media for dudes to gawk and jerk off, shamelessly courting attention (typical 21st century bullshit that makes monogamy a retarded notion) talking to dudes behind your back, posing in pictures with them, riding around in their cars, etc... that is definitely enough and plenty to piss you off and make life pretty miserable.  Imagine taking your girl on a special trip or a date and she's sharing all that with other dudes via social media.  Imagine if you get married and the hoe just up and says "I want you out of my life."  What then?

And yet, the opposite is true with money.  When you're the one with money, you're the other guy.  The tables shift from you worrying about your disloyal hoe flirting with other dudes, and you become the guy that other guys are worried about.  Instead of you asking "hey, who's texting you..." it's the other way around.  Because money attracts hoes like flies on shit, you'll be too distracted by all the hoes to be at all worried about all of em'.

Just keep going, and you'll get to that point. 

Fair weather fans versus REAL fans

Fair Weather fans versus REAL fans

As an entrepreneur, I believe you need fans, people who will root for you, believe in your ideas, believe in the greatness of your idea, always there to listen, understand and positively critique your ideas. These are REAL fans, people who are there for you in the good times and the bad.

Contrast this with fair weather fans. Fair weather fans are basically the people-version of fool's gold. A fair weather fan supports you in the moment, yet the second they are angry, they “stop” supporting you. Real life, real mature people don't work like this. You can't live your life in a rational way if you can't rely on the support and alleged foundation beneath you.  If the foundation crumbles and falls away every single time you actually need it, then it's not really a foundation at all.  This is one reason why relying on people, as a rule, is not a very intelligent way to live life. 

A fair weather fan reveals him or herself as a fair weather fan – instead of a REAL fan – in moments of emotion. You miss a shot or fumble the ball, and they start shouting obscenities, shouting for you to get off the field. They jeer your and mock you when you lose. They sing your praises when you win, and call for your downfall when you fail.

It is difficult to tell the difference between fair weather fans and REAL fans, because fair weather fans are great actors. They can fake the sincerity and legitimacy of a REAL fan, but their true colors are typically revealed, in the cavalier and flippant way they treat you when it suits them, and in the heat and nastiness of their words when they are angry.  True support and real fans do not behave like this.  When you discover that you are dealing with fake fans - and not receiving the real support you deserve - take advantage of every opportunity to reach out and find real support.  The difference - in its emotional affect on you - is profound.  It can be something as simple as finding an intellectual equal who can understand you, or just a warm and friendly person to fill the void that the phony fan left.

The ultimate key is to feel absolutely no shame or remorse when you are finally in a position to turn the tables and eradicate/free yourself from the negative voices and unsupportive characters in your life.  Your fake fans feel no remorse when turning the tables on you, filling your ears with negative words and weighing your soul down with unproductive, negative energy.  Thus, when you find the solution, embrace them fully, and watch the power of the fair weather fan fade.  After all, they are only powerful to the extend that you give them power.  So give them none.

This probably applies most relevantly to gifts and allowing fans to share in the success of your ventures.  In my experience, people are profoundly ungrateful.  They do not respect gifts at all, and giving someone a gift is absolutely no guarantee that they will respect you or even treat you with decency.  In fact, the the opposite seems true.  Fortunately, I learned this lesson before I ever spent even $10,000 on someone!  My first reaction, when I realized just how ineffective getting a gift for someone is, was to never get anyone a gift again.  Yet, a potential strategy to offset this would be to buy gifts for more people... just to see what would happen.  I will never buy someone anything worth that amount of money, no matter how rich I get.  

Money over everything is a mindset, and a way of life.  Money is not cavalier or flippant.  Money is 100% loyal.  If you respect money, money respects you.  

Look in the Mirror

You ever just look in the mirror and say to yourself:

Damn, brother.  You did it.  You did it, despite these doubtin' ass bitches.  You did it, without the love from so-called loved-ones.  You did it all on your own.  You did it, even when they told you that it couldn't be done.  You did it even when they called you a loser.  You did it even when they tried to point out that you haven't accomplished your goal yet, that those running in the rat race were momentarily ahead of you.  You did it, even though they tried to comment and pass judgement on your sales abilities, your sales partnerships and even your clients.  You did it, even though they called you a liar, and didn't go nearly out of there way like they should've to get you deals.  All those contractors they get deals, and no deals for you?  Damn, brother.  You did it, despite these doubtin' ass, unhelpful bitches.

Fuck that stupid ass old man and you fools who listened

There once was a young man and an old man. The young man worked in big industry, while the old man was a former military man. The young man focused all of his time and energy studying big industry and utilities. The old man believed in conspiracy theories, thoughtless notions for which there was no evidence. But the young man had incredible insight, a product of his persistence and determination. Some of the most angering times were when fools and idiots – the perfect sort of audience for the the old man – listened to his “wisdom” instead of the young man, whose real insight and discoveries were actually meant to change the world. As the young man began to change the world, he began to obtain followers, many more followers than the old man could ever dream of. 

These fools had no ability to even recognize genius. If thoughts were music, they would clap and cheer for a random collection of non-rhythmically played notes with equal appreciation and excitement (or much less so!!) that they would for a true work of musical genius. At night, this reality tormented the young man. He found it difficult to sleep, and often felt nearly paralyzed by all of the rage. But he kept going.

The young man made himself promises.  He would get big.  He would blow up.  He would change the world and change industry.  He would affect markets on a national or even global basis.  He would actually cause the change that the old man only talked about.  He would win through action.  He would have to walk through the valley of doubt and death, but he would win, and the triumph would be as sweet as the struggle was bitter.  Success truly would be his revenge.  Revenge would come in the form of all the attention and appreciation that his success would bring him.  

Not just his financial success (and he was all to familiar with how easily people are swayed by money), but also the intellectual greatness (that which the old man did not possess, but was believed to!) to accomplish success, to make the picture in his head (the old man shut up, hopefully silenced by mother nature to allow the new fresh blood to come in) a reality.  He would be honored and praised for making his dream come true, and part of his dream was this very thing:  to be known for an actual real-world accomplishment.  It was the old man's fakeness and unsupportable claims that he found so angering, and the depth with which these idiotic ramblings infatuated and fascinated the fools you listened.  On occassion, they would even interrupt the young man's work and thoughts to talk about this utter fucking nonsense.  

But the young man kept going.

This an example of reality making the final determination of glory. Although it made the young man sick to have to endure the fools in his face blathering about the old man's nonsense, the young man persisted through these times – he continued to the swim through the bog of unrecognized genius – and eventually won. Now, the tables are reversed. The old man is dead, and no one will remember his cockamamie, half-insane ideas. And the crazy genius, whose intellect is just as crazy as the old man's ideas were ridiculous... changed the world and is remembered by history. Cesare Borgia would approve.

Change reality

The best possible position to be in when faced with having to accept a bad situation or be around negative and un supportive people is to distance yourself from them as much as possible during the day. If they have to go to work or school, that is probably the ideal – or vice versa. This way, the negative person has limited affect on you. The key is to make sure that your days are very productive. The more productive your days are, the fewer days you have to spend in hell.

Making money equals freedom. Freedom equals happiness. Therefore, money equals happiness.

Money can free you from almost any unpleasant situation. Money can free you from negative, unsupportive, non-entrepreneurs who think like rats in the matrix maze instead of business people.

A case of the Mondays

First post

When you are constantly waking into a situation that you want nothing more to change your motivation to alter reality is at its highest. This is perhaps why people who come from extremely unfavorable circumstances are often those who reach the absolute heights of success. The situation could be one of infinite unpleasantness, or at least an infinite options of the type of unpleasantness!