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The other day I had a moment of weakness.

I felt overwhelmed, which resurfaced old feelings from my youth– the ones that make me feel like vanishing.

Strategically, I slept it off. And now I’m clear headed.

I’m going back to what brought me here, to the things that gave me results.

I’m going to harden myself and rise to this new chapter of my life. Remember, there is nothing to ever take personally or feel guilty about.

Guilt is society’s voice.

There is only you and what you want.

That said, I’m leveling up.

I have to be a better writer, and better at my own personal self improvement practices (the laws).

Not much of a post today, but there is something here for all of us:

Anchor yourself to something that can never be taken from you. This will become your superpower in times of crisis.

There is one belief you should know this brand will forever encapsulate, and that is: YOU ARE THE CREATOR OF YOUR LIFE.

Reject everyones roles for you, and write your own.

Til we meet again,

#FOOLFWD

Regular action unlocks desire.

Where I am right now, and where this all leads to– is pretty awesome.

I couldn’t have created or manufactured any of this, no matter what I would have done. Things actually turned out far better than anything I could have ever dreamed of. But how the hell did all this start?

I let go.

You have to forget your dreams to achieve them.

When you’re neurotic and death gripping every aspect of reality, something weird happens… opportunities evade you because you’re creepy.

Everything comes from a state of play. We’re excellent problem solvers, fluid, adaptable, and fun to be around– which matters.

Letting go is a crucial first half.

The second– that’d be nonstop action.

Theres an idea in our heads that when we’re chilling or in our down time, we should think about what we’d like to happen next. I have yet to meet one person actually good at sitting and thinking into the future.

You don’t think your way there, you act.

What you build becomes the journey itself. The things you try, people you meet, random applications you send out.

Life is made up of random moments that lead to unimaginable journeys.

Your problem is you want to know, before you go.

It doesn’t work like that.

If you’re ready for something new, do something different. Throw out a bunch of stuff and see what happens.

Chat soon. #FoolOn

Same brain, different mind?

Changing dreams will do that. And that pretty much sums up my journey from where I came from, to where I’m now going.

If you had 5 minutes in a room with 17 year old you– what would you tell them?

This is the only person I compare myself to, and it’s a real eye opener.

My quick advice would be: WORK MORE. Always be working, dreams on their own turn into delusion fast, and delusion rots reality.

You don’t need the books. You don’t need all those freakish habits. It’s okay to enjoy taking a shower.

Just keep building.

Have skills, create, play, do as much as humanely possible. Working is a habit. Once you find your niche, you’ll see– it’s true fulfillment. I’m to the point where weekends are lame distractions.

The weirdest phenomenon is what happens to the brain when we’re removed from reality. Even some of the smartest people fall to this– it’s like everything you touch turns to failure. That’s why you need to be on the pulse.

You have to be in the arena, on the field, you have to be a player.

Otherwise your ideas aren’t based on anything useful.

How do you move out of the fog when you’re stuck in the middle?

By taking the smallest steps.

My mistake was I kept trying to go from nothing– to giant grandiosity. Because I was removed from that niche, market, and what people desired and I only thought about my growing pains– I kept creating useless crap.

Whatever it is you think you’d enjoy or like to build, you can’t go from nothing. You have to first get a feel for the field, you have to understand the players.

Start as small as possible.

Do it casually.

Then you’ll wake up, and to a different life.

Til next time, #FOOLFWD

You suffer because you’re not day-living.

If you looked back on your fondest memories or moments where you deeply enjoyed your life, you know what you wouldn’t find?

All the time you wasted thinking about the future, or putting off living– because you were saving yourself for some goal.

If we don’t love our journey there, then we’re miserably existing– and what’s the point of that?

Prioritize day living.

Bring the excitement to the things you do or suffer the rest of your life.

That’s how you create the momentum needed to change your life. The most important skill is really learning to stay present, and letting go of our wishing-for-better habit.

None of any of it matters. Nothing matters.

That’s a liberating thought.

I suffered when I was a kid. I held on so tightly to my future, everything was a big deal. I was so wound up that everything in front of me was half experienced, if that.

I was too good at self control.

I never let myself relax.

I was never off the hook.

Life sucked.

Vs now.

Now, I don’t care.

The more I play, don’t think about anything, and just move with it– the more momentum and success I see.

The lesson for me was letting go. Pay attention to what’s in front of you. Learn how to be an opportunist when it comes to living.

LIVE.

Quit trying to find reasons for things, or explain away shortcomings or overly intellectualize every situation.

The point is to live. That’s it.

The reason you suffer is because you don’t know how to play and you think different circumstances will change that?

Ironic.

You won’t play just because things are better.

Play is a habit, and yours is one of suffering.

Change now.

Til our next chat,

#FOOLFWD

I’ve settled.

From the moment I started all of this (blog included), I gave everything the bare minimum.

This was my backup plan.

Just something to point to as insurance, should nothing work out– still not a loser.

Since my marriage to this grind, I’ve mentally cheated every single day. Not one moment in this “journey” where I didn’t wish for outside intervention & excitement to intervene and abduct me from normalcy.

But I’ll tell you wholeheartedly, the urges do get more manageable.

Despite my protests, the more I write– the less appealing my original desires become. In short, I’m not leaving my momentum for delusion.

Your career depends on others, regardless of what you choose– that’s a highly vulnerable position.

Skills stand alone.

They’re yours, beyond that– they transform your character.

Intentional self improvement is garbage if it’s not aimed directly at the head of your weaknesses.

Reading books each day. Cold showers. Meditation.

All of it, unnecessary.

I only improved, when I committed to a skill.

Hence the title of this post. As I continue to write, to commit, to lean into becoming better, my animalistic urges lessen.

The mind still craves what it craves, so I’m looking for an outlet– something independent of what I’m doing. But this time it’s not to take over, or in hopes of saving me from mediocrity, this is just an outlet.

I realize the most important decision you can ever make is this: I’m good no matter what.

If you sit there and torture yourself with your endless possibilities and desires, your life will suck on a whole new low.

Do what’s before you, as best you can.

Only playful embrace will lead to your path.

—fool

Hey MF,

If theres anything thats really saved me from my old and mediocre ways, it’s understanding and improving on the art of the start.

See, most of us are lingerers.

When we have an idea, we then linger upon it for weeks, do nothing, leave it, then return to it, research, then do nothing again.

Years pass like this, and then in our own unhappiness we randomly revisit it… maybe this time, we’ll start.

This never works.

And is the result of chasing shores, not the island. We all want change to some extent– some of us want entirely different lives, most of us want small improvements.

But wishing for an opportunity to interrupt your lame zoom call and throw you into adventure is not only impractical, it’s loser shit.

To put this all in perspective, I’ve been craving adventure and with no definition of it. All I know right now is that I want a faster and more exciting life.

How do I take what I’ve got and make it more of what I’m craving?

Travel to foreign lands– figuratively speaking.

Associate with the people already doing it. Reach out to them, connect with them.

You can’t expect something different if you keep doing the same old tired crap. The only real question is what actions lead to this current result? How do I get this new result? What does this look like, and what is this chase?

If you’re going to make this year different, you have to retire your old habits– and start something new.

It isn’t the place you want, it’s what you think is there. Start with that.

#FoolOn

In this game, it’s a very fine line between reality and delusion.

Knowing how to walk that line basically determines your quality of life.

Sometimes, blind ignorance is required (starting a business, launching a new endeavor, picking up a new habit, etc.) and sometimes you need ruthless practicality (all problem solving and obstacle overcoming).

But every single one of us is in our own heads— so we think we’ve got a pretty solid handle on things.

If this were true, you’d be where you wanted to be, and you wouldn’t be reading self help blogs.

So what is the key to getting unstuck and ahead in life?

You need an anchor.

Something objective, rooted in reality, that you can turn to in crisis.

For me, it’s The Laws.

The Laws are behind every success in my own life. They’ve made me more rational, objective, empathic, and most importantly– more myself.

I live by the laws of human nature (Robert Greene).

And that’s important. You’re creating your own way of life here, a code, so it shouldn’t be something that isn’t connected to you. Greene’s materials speak to me deeply, so I’ve molded them to suit my circumstances.

You need to create your own.

You might think it’s unimportant but without something outside of yourself– what will keep you progressing? Your emotional mind? That’s the reason people quit, waste time, jump around from thing to thing, they’re all over the place. I was and by nature still am, like this.

My anchor is the reason I’ve progressed.

You need rules in your life.

You need self imposed structure.

Whether it be a morning routine or some north star that guides your every action, without a code to guide us– everyone drifts.

Stayfoolish

What’s up MF.

I change my mind shamelessly.

What you call flip-flops, I call new information.

Reading all the previous posts here are cringy… you’ll notice just how much I pivot from one idea to the next. And up until recently, it was hard to settle down on my own path.

The reason for this was simple: I didn’t understand my why behind the paths I chose. I knew why I wanted to win, and reach my destination. But I undervalued the specific vehicles for getting there.

Until I realized something:

Everything you make is for you.

If the thing you chose doesn’t bring you some unusual amount of peace, joy, and connection– it ain’t “your thing.”

I’m not saying drop it either, maybe it’s your thing for getting bread, but it isn’t the thing that will bring you spiritual wholeness.

I can’t not want money and fame. It’s just in me, always was and will be. And though I know it’s an empty pursuit, it’s one I’ll fulfill— life’s short and I’ve wanted it for quite some time.

However, I have my soul food too.

So, while I’m securing bread and trying to grow my personal stock to high demand– I’m writing, for me.

I have my soul food, but the junk food tastes good too.

I don’t all or nothing.

I don’t say yes to mastery, but no to fun.

I want it all.

If I had to choose, I’d choose wrong– by most peoples standards. Luckily, I don’t.

There is no right or wrong way to exist here. Find what brings you peace, do that.

Til next time,

FOOLON.

Think you can do whatever you set your mind to?

… Then you don’t know yourself one lickity-bit.

People don’t change at all. Funny how you think your different habits or opinions make you a new character in this game.

I used to think the past (mine, yours, ours) was something dead. But with the right tools, all the answers you ever needed are right there.

Well… a few days ago it happened.

Swept up by some night sweat, laying there–just trying to stay alive, my mind stepped into the time machine that is memory lane. Instead of my life flashing before my eyes, I saw specific, seemingly insignificant moments, all leading to now.

It was meta to say the least.

But what I saw was pure individuality, not only in myself, but in my friends as well.

I saw our uniqueness, and instead of judging whos better or worse, I only saw it as different characters each playing different games.

Why. is this important?

Because these characters thrive in different environments, and you have to know them to know where.

If you’re darting around different options and having a hard time settling on a path, here’s the solution.

Take a trip.

Lay in bed and trying it.

Objectively view what this nature is, and where you might. be rewarded in life for it?

Til next time,

#FOOLON

My goals are filing for divorce from my career.

In short, the ol’ ball and chain has kept me loveless. It’s boring being overly-ambitious. That whole gotta-get-it, always thinking about what’s next, how to hit it big, success, etc. it’s lame. What’s underrated is casual exploration.

I’m not saying be a loser and don’t pursue your goals, but sometimes it’s better to let things unfold.

You’re not always supposed to know… otherwise you wouldn’t do anything unordinary and that’s where the meaningful things happen.

You already know this, and this isn’t the high value content you’ve so generously committed your attention span to unearthing.

My goals have little to do with my career. I have life goals–

–A financial number that I make, the crib I want, the lifestyle and cars, but as for the how this all comes about? That I don’t care about.

For now, I think the skill/thing is writing… but I’m open to change.

For whatever reason, restlessness will find us and we’ll try to blueprint our lives after some walmart version celebrity.

That’s usually where I phuck up the plan.

There is a point to this: and that cigarette smoking drama student might have had it right, nothing really matters.

Wanna jump ship? Start swimming.

Wanna see it through? Start steering.

It really doesn’t matter what you do, as long as you do what you can and you stay doing something.

#FoolForward

Stay at home whatevers have terrible ideas. Don’t believe me?

Go do some in-the-field market research.

I don’t practice “having regrets.” Sitting and time traveling to the past to revisit my dumbassery isn’t something I make a habit out of doing.

That said, if I could change anything (and do this moving forward) I’d always be working.

NEVER be out of work, take no breaks.

Something weird happens to each of us when we’re even slightly removed from society, and that is– we become dumb AF.

Our thinking ability declines, stress increases, problem solving tanks, and we start losing ourselves.

This is true for every single one of us.

I know individuals who are otherwise extremely intelligent, but due to the straight white jackets of their home, they’re paranoid… and unreasonably so.

Don’t be out of the field.

That’s the lesson. Transformation, good ideas, your next big journey, all of this can only come from momentum and momentum comes from work. Took way too long for me to realize that.

My new rule is simple.

Always be working. Do something. Have a project– learn, read, practice things. BUT never stagnate.

Be IN society, not a gothic hippy outsider.

“We must either wear out, or rust out.”

I choose to wear out.

Momentum cures depression. So, get going.

Take it serious and you lose.

Nothing lasts, not even misery. And since none of this will matter in the end, we might as well loosen up. You don’t have big decisions in retrospect, why suffer?

The only attitude to keep is one of play. Fool around. Guess. Do something just to see what happens, explore.

Nothing is a big deal.

The only thing you accomplish by mentally building up your problems is anxiety, maybe an early onset panic attack… everyone is cool being a side character in their own movie.

That’s weird to me.

Nothing is real until it happens, so why think about fictitious possibilities? Most of us are free to do whatever we want, but we stay doing nothing. Probably because most of us are afraid of the unknown, but the answer to that– is get over it.

Life really isn’t complicated.

When you’re in your head, you suffer. When you’re out in the world, you grow.

Theres your solution.

I was doing it wrong too. But my focus isn’t scale, dreams, and all the Freudian desires advertising has me convinced I need to be fulfilled.

I just want a life, a full life, with a helluva story and the only way to reach that is to fool around. People who take things too seriously are a poison. I was one of them.

They’ll switch the genre of your movie just by being near you. Your comedy/action thriller is converted into a lame soap opera drama— one that no one, not even you, wants to watch.

Since we’ve established nothing matters, and that’s a good thing– where will you go? What will you do?

It’s 2022.

How will you make this your best?

I’m going for it. What would you do if you couldn’t fail?

If Heaven is so great, how the hell did all these miserable people make it passed the gate?

I think each of us has some dirt inside, a tiny part within that produces a little blood-flow to the crotch area, for every time you’re an asshole.

Problem is when you get a little more than just blood flow, instead this becomes your method of existing.

I’m actually pro-humanity, so before I go off on people, understand– I’m coming from the goodness of my heart.

When did we set our default to Scrooge Mcduck?

What no one talks about is the fun behind meanness. When you’re an “asshole” you’re naturally rebellious, put yourself first, and become a leader… in a way– not one who can lead others, but you stop following and looking for acceptance, to some extent.

Meanness is addicting.

The problem is, it makes you miserable, robs you of joy and new experiences, oh, and no one wants to be around you so you die alone, grumpy, and stupid— while being full of regret.

No doubt, you’ll need a dash of darkside to combat it in others, but don’t live with that step forward.

My approach has been to force myself passed my own barriers.

I think it’s dumb that we hold back. It’s stupid what we get hung up on, and the shit we talk about is unimportant– yet we’re making life decisions based on these things.

In a world of idiots, I’m choosing to be the one that enjoys themselves.

We’re not supposed to know… there, I just saved you years of bullshitting.

You know one of the biggest blocks for me? I wanted to know exactly where everything was going. It wasn’t enough to kinda like something, or be semi-interested.

If this thing didn’t lead EXACTLY to the thing I thought I wanted, well, it wasn’t worth even entertaining in the present.

And what’d that shite mentality lead to– life passing right by.

Years of being stuck in the same place, all because you wouldn’t act outside of your self imposed instruction manual.

But, then you did.

And now we’re here. Where is here?

Openness– my new GPS.

Being loose led me to exploring new interests and now I’ve found a definite one that I enjoy working on, so that’s 2022. I’m going to develop my skill and build a body of work, showcasing what I can do.

I’m ready to play– to do things for the sake of doing them.

I’m going to take on everything I’ve ever been interested and I’m going to stay loose. Life is easier open, it’s also abundant. That mentality led to way more success, so that’s whats happening this year and the rest.

The only thing I would have changed going back in time? I would have this mentality every year, every day, every second.

So, for 2022– build yourself, build your name, and most of all–play.