All right, quick post.
Got to admit.... I'm losing my mind a little bit. Things are definitely batshit crazy chaotic and busy.
I have so many competing and uncorrelated projects and things to do that require deeper levels of cognition and critical thought that it is very difficult to stay on top of the dozens and dozens and dozens of major priorities I've got going on.
What I have on my plate would literally kill a normal man. What I do on the daily would be unimaginable to 99.9% of the people out there. People will draw analogs from their own associative experience but it won't be fucking close.
It's honestly not healthy. It's beyond the measure of too much. Any sane or reasonable person would not be in my shoes.
So it's a good thing that I'm not sane or a reasonable person.
I Still Don't Give a Fuck
If you happened to read my last internal post about not giving a fuck.... I still don't give a fuck.
Here's the thing. I already knew all of this going in. This isn't an unconscious surprise.
And I'm telling you, if you don't have this overwhelming sense of urgency coupled with an ever-present sense of impending doom, you are not living a worthwhile life.
You have no idea what's coming our way.
You are coasting along and going through the motions and are unwilling to capitalize on incredible opportunity.
The Two Ingredients
Most people don't have the two basic ingredients that will allow them to move mountains and withstand an absolute shit ton of pressure.
First: Having a borderline delusional belief in yourself. That you're going to see it through and pull it off no matter what. A borderline psychotic belief in yourself.
No matter what the conditions or what is happening all around you.
Most everybody is programmed to deal with what is happening now or their historic patterns of behavior. They can't imagine themselves doing more or pulling off something big because they've never done it in the past and everything in the present tells them otherwise.
These people tell themselves to get real. And they also tell other people the same.
Those types of motherfuckers aren't anywhere around me.
Poverty Rubs Off
I don't want anybody around me with a poverty mindset because poverty rubs fucking off.
Negativity and ugliness and lackluster bullshit rubs off. Misery loves company.
No matter what is happening around me, I already know it is for the best and for the betterment of my experience. Life doesn't happen to me.... life only happens for me.
I have grace beyond all measure.
And believe me, it isn't all pleasure. In fact, pleasure isn't even in my equation. Nothing I do is really pleasurable in the truest sense of the word. If I wanted pleasure I would do a bunch of drugs and chase women around.
But all those appetites are beneath my feet. I have exchanged them for an entirely higher state of desires.
The Crucible
We can only become more by putting ourselves into the cauldron and crucible and into the wine press.... to squeeze every ounce of our bullshit out of ourselves.
The problem with most people is they're fat and gluttonous on their own buffet of bullshit and never want to get squeezed. So they take it easy. No sense of urgency. No sense of accountability.
The very idea of frustration is desiring extraordinary outcomes without ever becoming extraordinary.
And in order to be extraordinary, you have to crucify yourself over and over and over and over and over and over again in endless pursuit of higher states of resolution.
While the cheap seats justify every single element in their lackluster life.
Ten trillion ways to tell a lie and only one way to tell the truth.
The Hows Are None of Your Business
There are days where I have no idea how I'm going to pull it off or how I'm going to do things.
But as my boy Les Brown once said.... the hows are none of your business.
The hows will come. But only if the cosmos knows you mean motherfucking business.
And everything that comes into my life for the good is because the cosmos knows this guy here means motherfucking business.
I'm not playing. I'm not fiddle-fucking around.
I AM HERE ALIVE.
The Spoiler Alert
And I'm going to give you a spoiler alert for how this is all going to go down for society and every culture at large going into the future.
And many of you aren't going to like it. I'm just going to tell you that flat out. This is going to crush most people in its wake.
Do you know that part of the movie.... in one of the Matrix movies.... where all of the creatures are at the gates and it looks like all hope is lost and the bad guys are overwhelming the good guys?
That's how it's going to come down for us.
It's going to appear as if all hope is lost. And that all four walls and ceiling are caving in while the floor is giving way.
You're going to look for people to have your back and nobody's going to be around.
Then what are you going to do?
Tuck tail and run away? Give into the dark side? Give up? Do yourself in?
The Wine Press
And the only reason you haven't faced these consequences before is because you have not put yourself through the wine press.
You have not been forced to see what you're truly made of. So you'll never know.
I, on the other hand, do know.
I know exactly what I AM.
And I'm going to be here till the cows come home.... standing UPRIGHT regardless of the circumstance.
And it's this borderline psychotic belief that will see you through.
I suggest you find yourself a treasure that no man, that no moth, that no rust can corrupt.
As Above.