I like the internet but it swallowed most of us.
People used to try to be individuals.
You had an intuitive sense, an internal compass, a way to reliably follow your own life— to figure out your own meaning.
You used to be allowed to NOT know.
It was good for you.
By NOT knowing what to do or who to listen to, you figured it out, because that’s the point of not knowing— it’s SO YOU, on your own, can figure it out— and do it your way.
But today, you’re somehow a loser if you don’t copy others and keep up?
Instead, they call not knowing being lost, and if you’re lost you’re depressed…. and if you’re depressed—here’s drugs, gurus, mentors, books, and a list of neurosis to take for your neurosis.
People don’t want life anymore, they want it as advertised.
They want what it’s supposed to be, which is whatever the talking heads parroting other talking heads say it is….
BUT you don’t become the successful person taking successful person advice. Do you think they did that?
FUCK NO.
They didn’t watch videos of kids talking about money, they stumbled around in real life and then it just kinda unfolded that way, as adventures do.
The point? Live your own adventure.
It’s like the internet projected itself onto our human avatars and downloaded us with all of its bullshit. The filters to view current events, the opinions to have, goals to chase, and now…. now we’re listening to it on HOW to be human?
Wild.
We’ve gotten so insane, we attribute the most insignificant and meaningless things to success.
The millionaires morning routine?
WTF.
How an entrepreneur origami’s their toilet paper during an aisle 2 clean up isn’t going to uncover your latent money making potential.
SORRY, not correlated.
There are kids who now say the word “brokies” thinking they’re going to drive a bugatti because they’ve figured out the matrix and they’re not buying into it, man, like— dude, we gotta make bread bro.
You’re not an alpha male orbiting a sun.
Alpha’s are suns, not planets.
When you copy others, you risk becoming them.
Every man is on some version of that masculinity algorithm and every woman being fed the problems of the world, delivered through astrology.
We’re all being programmed nonstop.
It’s just ENDLESS advertising.
It’s chasing illusion instead of living in real life. If you’re painfully miserable, do yourself a favor.
Give all of them, all of this, all of it, give it a nice, “fuck you” and get quiet. You’ll find the life you were looking for when you start to hear your own voice over theirs.
-Fool
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