Month: June 2022

Fools,

I’ve been there and done that.

I’ve jumped from thing to thing, tried to change the wrong things, got rid of the right things, cut good people out– kept the wrong ones in, and kept spinning.

Guess I’d rather spin than sit.

But I can tell you– they were all the right moves for me, because those ideas came from me. And that’s the formula to getting ahead.

A lot of you want answers: What’s next? What’s holding me back? Why don’t I know?

There is no formula, discipline, or “mindset.”

Those are just jerk-off ideas, which might have worked for someone else, and maybe it does work for you— but maybe it doesn’t.

If someone asked me to extrapolate my years of spinning and what actually led to my success, it’d be one word: Movement.

By trying things, quitting fast, leaving, changing– by doing—-

doing a bunch of shit, your DNA naturally picks the right path but sitting there, your mind will ROT and so will you.

If you’re stuck, move.

If you can’t move cities, change jobs.

If you can’t change jobs, join a club.

Can’t do that, start an online blog.

Do something.

Do anything.

That’s the only secret— everything else is fairy dust.

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Life really is the hero’s journey.

And mine went something like this:

Starting at about 6/7 years old– contemplating why I’m here? What I’m born for? What’s my purpose?

As deep as that sounds for a wee lad to ponder, it wasn’t existential. I just wanted something to commit to.

I couldn’t get it out of my head. In fact, I obsessed with my purpose so much that everyday life was uninteresting and seemed like a waste of time.

That’s where it went bad.

Each year, I’d half ass everything.

Friends, crushes, school, hobbies– you name it.

I’d barely involve myself with others, I’d give everything minimal effort, and even when I was having fun– I was really only ever thinking about one thing: MY PURPOSE.

Why was I born?

This lasted all the way til High School, and then I realized something.

I’ve led a shitty fucking life.

I could have been living it up this whole time, but instead was sucked up in bullshit obsession. Maybe your dreams come true and maybe they don’t– knowing that, I’d rather play and have a helluva time while I’m here.

Funny enough,

When I left it– I found it.

That year was my “Fuck it” year. I decided to be who I admired instead of chase what I desired.

I played.

Rather than being a background character, I was loud. I threw myself at the center of it all. I went for it.

What followed? I became the guy. The popular kid everyone loved, and since I wasn’t trying to be anything– I was just me, I started to get waaaaaay more juice out of life. And through this attitude– I came across the thing that fueled me.

And then?

…I left it like a dumbass fucking loser.

Yup. Why?

My head grew too big and I thought I was the chosen one… dangerous waters.

Years passed by and during this time I chased everything not me. I thought I could do it all, and as a result did nothing.

After taking the L from the universe, I returned to my origins.

I moved backwards.

I did this TWICE.

Left, moved cities, chased bullshit and then came back.

It led to a spotty employment history, a negative net worth, and depression– from not living as who you are.

BUT IT WAS THE BEST THING FOR ME.

Because of my flaking and flip-flopping, I humbly made my way back. I started at the bottom. I focused on what I could do, where I was.

I wrote.

That single action led to more opportunities.

I took a job from that published work.

That job, against the odds, led me to the thing that sparked my fire in the first place.

Now I’m here– doing what I’m made to do. I’m answering my call. And my advice for you is this:

It never changed, you just had to refind yourself.

Success isn’t something you get, it’s who you are. It’s living as you.

Life comes FROM you, not for you.

#Foolon

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I’m at this life phase where there isn’t much to complain about.

Nothing is bad, but it’s not awesome either. It’s just meh. And I know “meh” is a privilege. If I stayed this course, kept improving on my craft– I’d be a success without a doubt (by my standards too).

Thing is… I’m painfully bored.

I want more action but keep wavering.

Do you have this?

You find an activity that feeds you, it lights your soul on fire, every single time you do it– it gives you enough energy to bypass human needs like sleep and food…

…BUT you only DO this activity when it’s gifted to you.

When it’s your free time on the line— for some reason, you have no urge to do it at all?

It’s like the thing is only fun receiving but not making.

Take for example– those types of people who move to Hollywood hoping to be stars, having never studied the craft or taken any classes for anything…

… they only want to get it (be discovered, put in someones movie, given fame and money).

They have no desire to make it.

AND I don’t see this talked about in the goal-setting tribes of self-improvement.

We talk about chasing what you like, when you should be chasing what you can DO.

There are desires you wish for and desires you build. Those aren’t always the same. In fact, I think for a lot of people they’re different.

I like Directing videos as a W-2, but in my free time… why don’t I enjoy it? Why doesn’t it feed me when it’s all me?

Laziness– that’d be an easy write-off.

I think the setting changes the activity.

Taking a look at my scenario, the part I love about it is the people. The studio is already setup for me, I just bring the script and tell them what to do. Theres already a cameraman and actors… but if that was all on me to set up and build… well, never mind.

No longer care for it as much.

Here’s my point: Love your gifts. Love your opportunities. But what you BUILD has to work for you. If you end up not practicing your “love” on weekends, that isn’t the thing to build.

It’s just a romantic getaway.

Instead of trying to recreate that in your free time, build what you can to build a better life. Maybe that’s a humble blog (thanks for reading 😉 ) or maybe it’s a sidehustle.

Point is, gift-taking is not the same as making.

#FOOLFWD

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Ever see one of those episodes of one of those shows– the one where some neurotic-house- dwelling individual, organizes all of their snacks into compartments?

We’re talking about emptying chip bags into jars, skittles into containers, containers into departments.

They WANT to do this too– visit their house and it’s the first thing to be showed-off.

People do this, with people.

Our minds like to organize people into categories– it’s our way of making sense of the world. Which, whatever– it’s relatively harmless.

Where most of you err, is you believe the containers someone puts you in and that’s a no-no.

It’s flat-earth dangerous.

If you run at a faster caliber than others, and people are telling you that– you might be tempted to take their slow-brain advice.

Around a bunch of accountants- I have adhd, but around some creatives I’m an ENTP.

Everyone you meet today is a psychologist. Like my father used to say (University of Dupe… I’m Serbian).

Anyways, assuming you’re functioning fine and just built a little different, you should ONLY ever follow yourself.

It sounds obvious, but you most likely don’t.

Here is the problem with self-improvement: How much of you can you change?

In my experience—

Not much.

It’s pointless and depressing to try.

Sure, work on your weaknesses– but double, triple, quad on those strength’s.

Stop letting others define you. Be who you are, follow your interests, and life just becomes awesome.

All these sides fighting for space in your head, “be alpha” “Be soft” “Be stupid” “Be smart”

FUCK them all.

Be YOU.

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