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Universal Order of Things: Failing Forward

I’m going to generalize and really demonstrate my ignorance here, but for the most part, I think theres two types of people–

  1. Those who Care too much &
  2. Care too little.

I spent this last weekend in Malibu and couldn’t help but admire the latter. I know, appearances aren’t always what they seem and just because people are on the beach surfing and smiling, doesn’t mean they don’t care.

But they damn sure aren’t worried about economy this, world-ending that, pandemic, death, jobs, politics, and taxes….

and that’s what I’m after.

I want to have a good time while I’m here. And this should get you thinking. In 2020, we were all made painfully aware of the fragility of our lives, at any moment, we could lose it all.

Rather than taking this for what’s worth- we blamed others, got paranoid, and maxed out our amazon shopping carts.

For someone who never believed in fate or destiny, I’m starting to see there is some underlying order to things that we really have no control over. That said, here’s the universal order, the answer to the ultimate question and the meaning of life itself:

You’ll get it, when you get it.

#DeeperThanTheOceanBrah

When did you all sign up to serve? And what the hell are you serving anyway?

Everyone talks about duty- “I have to do this, pay bills, fix this, and I can’t have fun or do those things because…. duty, duty, duty”

But then when? When will you live?

I did this too. As a kid, I was ultra serious, refused to have too much fun, because I had a calling to serve. Which, not so surprisingly, I didn’t find. So my attitude, rather than preserve success or build me wealth, led to a miserable life.

The journey is guaranteed, but whatever you’re after isn’t. With that in mind, my priorities are completely reversed.

Happiness and fun come first. Health comes first. Play comes first. Duty….. meh.

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Restless Imagination Syndrome

Belief regulates emotion.

The reason you go back and forth between your goals is because of an undefined identity. Maybe you see yourself as being able to do anything or in your mind you’re just super talented.

But this is damaging.

Life by nature involves pain- and most of us choose to distract ourselves from this. If we’re going to take a new direction and change our lives, we have to be purposeful in how we do it.

We’re restless because we abuse imagination.

You allow yourself to suffer comparing yourself to others, choosing goals too far from your present ability, because you don’t know yourself… and it’s arrogant to assume you do.

No one does. We have to get to know ourselves.

I’m always craving escape.

It’s like no matter where I am, this deep internal dissatisfaction finds me and calls to make a jump, start over, chase chimeras and pots of gold at random rainbow ends.

My theory for why this is?

Definition.

Defining ourselves as human is not enough. Your zodiac sign is not enough. Culture, race, background, education, job, all that shit… nothing.

You need to define what you are, what you stand for, and who you want to become- only then is the urge mitigated.

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Not My Dreams…

It’s weird visiting a place you longed for, only to find yourself a stranger. Your dreams should change as you do.

A younger, more naïve, and rather narcissistic me once craved the false worship of the masses, but now I find myself craving escape.

I look back on who I was and I can’t recognize that individual and that’s something I want to always be able to say.

Don’t be afraid to let go, if something doesn’t fit anymore- leave it.

There is such a thing as floating with a purpose. Don’t sit there and try to have it all figured out, level 1 version of you has no business making plans for level 10.

The best thing I ever did was change. I was never afraid to leave whatever I had, not my ideas, goals, ambitions, not anything.

If you stay untethered and open- you’ll carve out a unique path that evolves as you do.

Stay Foolish.

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(No)thing: Abbreviating Life

I used to be a romantic, saving myself for my one and only- her name was success. I’d dream of us spending our lives together, conquering our goals and towering over opposition. In my mind, we made a helluva power couple, one complementing the other.

I was loyal to a fault, I didn’t allow myself to look at other women (being: new experiences, hobbies, activities, friendships, different careers, etc.).

For years I was a no man.

My response to anything not success was a decisive and unwavering “NO”.

In this prearranged marriage, I stayed loyal from youth to my early 20s. But her promises were empty, and as I grew older, hunger pains accompanied every metaphorical meal. Turns out you can’t eat off fantasy, I craved reality,

And she just wasn’t….

No means nothing.

All these wannabe success gurus selling, “No means focus” and don’t do this list of things or you’ll never succeed, it’s all horse shit.

All you’re doing is limiting your life experience and making yourself more miserable. You’re not moving closer to success by not going out and talking to people. You’re not moving at all and the key to success is movement.

You don’t need less on your plate, you need more. By adding various activities, you’ll inevitably gain momentum in some direction and before you realize it, you’ll be somewhere.

My advice, say yes and see what happens… keep moving

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Looney Tunes

Attention is a currency, and a difficult one to resist becoming a whore for. We’re social animals, validation feels good, it’s how we deem ourselves worthy, in some capacity or another.

Self-awareness isn’t enough.

Everyone thinks themselves an individual, under-influenced, while they mimic everything they consume.

To the core, if you’re human- you’re an actor. Some of you suck, and some excel, but we are all performers nonetheless.

And regardless of what any of us think, we have to ACT.

Even chimpanzees perform for group acceptance. I know, I know… you couldn’t compare us to monkeys? riiiiiiiiiiiiight…..

I hear the word marginalized a lot. When we enter a different group, we have to train ourselves to shape our appearance, in a way that is natural to us and does not raise any alarms. Otherwise that group expels your ass, and you’ll find yourself actually marginalized.

Everyone tells you to be yourself, but even that advice isn’t their own and no one actually lives it.

You can be a part of yourself, but your true self on the other hand, that stays with close friends and loved ones. The world should kiss that synthetic ass of yours as you play the game and whatever role is needed.

We can hate it.

I certainly do.

But the game doesn’t care about your feelings.

You can either play and get ahead in life, or be the authentic broke person- who no one loves.

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Stay Foolish

If you intend on being here, you should know something about me- I’m a Fool.

I’m not politically correct, I’m ignorant on tons of topics, I enjoy making inappropriate jokes to get a reaction, and while I’m always moving forward and aiming for better character, I refuse to grow up.

We live in the times we live in, so a self-righteous sarcastic attitude seems like a reasonable response. Today, language is policed, everyone online is a saint (offline a predator), and binary definitions are instantly labeled as NON-sense.

Everything and Everyone is split up into tribes, and they want you drafted.

But if you’re a fool, you’re an individual. You don’t belong to a side, you value your own opinion above others, and you refuse to be miserable. You might have every reason to be. But you refuse.

I don’t care about your beliefs. You shouldn’t care about mine.

Your only aim, if you’re here, is to stay foolish.

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If You’re a Miserable Person Do This…

Never underestimate the human ability to ruin an otherwise good situation.

It’s a good thing self-awareness isn’t something you’re born with, because if some of you could see yourselves- you’d slide into depression faster than a pre-pubescent teenager in his lover’s DMs.

#PourThatLiquidCourage

Anyway, I think I understand what causes us to be miserable. It’s simple- Lack.

You and your bare-naked ass are tired of not having shit. I get that, since until recently, I too was a member of the broke variety.

But we are creatures of habit, and you’ve been practicing being a Karen for so long, even if wealth somehow landed in your lap- trust you’d still be an unhappy miserable person.

So what are you supposed to do now?

Do you take the moral high ground, demonize money and anyone who has the “good” life, and remain the neighborhood awkward kid who watches people from his window and smells funny?

Nay friends, there is a better way.

“If you want what you’ve never had, you must become someone you’ve never been” –Panda Express Fortune Cookie.

Open that hard ass rock you call your mind and pretend you don’t know shit, because you don’t. That’s step one.

Your life has been a battle because you chafe against every single moment of it. If you took a different approach, if you decided to be playful just for a single day, you’d suddenly find people and life itself, treating you differently.

One thing that helps me keep things in perspective- Me, you, everyone you know and love, we’re all dying. When we walk out that front door, we might never return. Keep that on your mind and suddenly you’ll feel a tingly sensation- a rare form of awareness, an oceanic feel to the very fabric of human existence. Overcome by awe at the very attempt to conceptualize your insignificance- and then… you’ll watch a tiktok and be a dumbass again.

We get to do this once, might as well play.

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The Liar’s Blueprint: How To Succeed at Anything

Part art, part science, you have to know when it’s a useful technique, otherwise you end up overdoing it… and then you’re just a scumbag.

It’s hard for me to say I regret lying. I’m not saying go lie to your loved ones or in any of your close relationships.

But when it comes to seizing opportunities, lying is the REASON I’ve succeeded.

The whole notion of, “bite off more than you can chew, and learn to chew it after” is really what I’m talking about.

Why be humble about it?

I don’t know about you, but to me, admitting to someone you can’t do something keeps you where you were before meeting them.

That doesn’t sound like an advantageous situation for either of us.

If there is something you want to do, a career or field you want to enter, just go for it. What they don’t tell you is no one starts out qualified.

Everyone lies.

The “science” part behind this advice is you’ll have to deliver. When I entered a field I’d always wanted to, after using the initial art of lie, I did everything I could to figure it out.

Luck follows the bold.

I’m not going to sit here and incriminate myself, but I will tell you-

if you want it, take it.

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None of this matters… so I prefer to Win

There’s nothing existential about your struggle and if you don’t want to deserve anything that’s entirely up to you.


You can live humble, with lack, feeling guilty, and self-preserving.


You can worry about the future and what it will bring, when you’ll have it all figured out, and how long you’ll continue to suffer.


You can live like shit, like you always have, constantly dissatisfied, a stranger to your inner child, uncomfortable with your adult self, and lost in your direction.
OR


You can F**K ALL of that, and choose to take it by the balls.


Who makes these laws? Why be conservative in how you live? Why be humble? Why be shy, insecure, unsure of yourself, uncomfortable with yourself, lame?


We all pop out of an assembly line, live overly cautious lives and keep our heads down, not attracting attention to ourselves, never speaking out of turn, just wobbling around… until finally we die.


And on our death beds, what do we have to look back on?


A life well-lived, or completely avoided?


You’re an expert con-man. You’re a bullshitter. You somehow managed to convince yourself that YOU won’t die, that you’re not dying, that you somehow have time to do it all.


Allow me to enlighten you… you’re already a deadman walking.


So do whatever the f**k you want. There is no such concept of deserve, right, wrong, and all your little pleasantries.


It’s short, you’ll one day find how quickly it all concludes. Until then, I suggest you live by YOUR rules.

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