You have to conquer your day before you even live it.
People talk about personal power and becoming the master of your reality or the master of your life.
Start with becoming a master of your day.
I see way too many men that are overly lackadaisical. Their focus is scattered. They are a mess. They go through the day and don’t even know what the fuck happened. Groundhog day type of shit.
There is no precision. The bandwidth of their consciousness is splattered everywhere and overtasked. Bring it back. Dial it back. Narrow it like a laser beam. Then focus on the clear goals that you desire.
Fuck. Everything. Else.
If one wants to become top percentile, then they have to life live through ROI. I’m not talking about shaving your fucking head and going monk mode. I’m not talking about high reward and low risk. No. Think bigger.
The ROI I’m talking about is return on investment of consciousness.
You need to attune every facet of your being to the reality that you want to experience.
People who aren’t experiencing what they want, lose the right to complain if they aren’t doing that.
You can say “I want this” and “I want that”… but that means nothing.
Desire is spoken through one language, and one language only.
That language is action.
Not English.
Not Spanish.
Not German
Not Russian.
Not fucking Pig Latin
ACTION.
These men do not understand.
You cannot live in this modern technology day and age, without taking it upon yourself to offset the ramifications.
You are literally at war.
Every fucking thing in this world, is trying to hijack your focus, time and energy from you.
Every motherfucker in this world wants your inherent value, to make their dreams a reality. Everyone. All of them. Do not get used. Do not become a product.
Uninvited guests stepping foot into the temple of your mind, only to take all of your prized energy. Fuck them. You need to position the sentries. You need to know your enemy, and understand their strategies.
If you do not have defenses or adjustments, then you will get decimated.
This world is fucking brutal. Those who are not aware of the game, get nothing.
Every day, from the moment I wake up… I understand that I am at war.
The moment my eyes open, I am on the battlefield.
I know nothing except my enemies who I will take great pleasure in beheading.
Stagnation, energy drains, bandwidth drains, focus hijackers, algorithms, temptations, idleness, programming, propaganda, narratives, influence … and the fucking devil himself.
I do not give a damn, I will never lose. They will never have me. My pride won’t allow them to get close.
The pleasure that I experience is not a metaphor, it is a truth, in that I know that my fulfilling reality is not only unscathed but becoming stronger.
I do not have the privilege of approaching discipline as a trait to “gain” or “develop”.
To me it is a state of being.
I understand that those who are starved of discipline in this modern day era, will simply die.
It’s discipline or death. These people don’t understand the climate. They don’t understand the situation.
This is not the age of the dinosaurs. It is not the age of empires.
This is the age of technology. It is the age of programming. It is the age of societal mind control.
Get acclimated or get wiped the fuck out. It’s that simple.
If you want to be top percentile, then you need to have mastered your day. High status and high value men are busy. Their schedules are packed because they are too busy providing value, creating value or being chased for the value they have. A daily schedule is mandatory for every man period. You need precision in your waking moments. Discipline and personal power is cultivated in your ability to commit by the hour. Your ability to stick to the plan. Whatever the cost.
Imagine you create a daily schedule and then commit to it. You are basically at war, and if you fail to abide by your schedule then you fucking lost. That’s the type of style I live my life and what I attribute to a lot of my success and commitment. I simply don’t like losing. I frame real life as a video game and I become ravenously competitive. The little wins start building up and then by the end of the day when I go to sleep, it’s like I just won the battle. Then I do it again. And again. And again. This is how you dominate life and truly embody a winner. You have to win the games and win the battles. You have to push the envelope, move the goal post, take action, embrace challenge… boom another win. Boom another win. Now it’s just fucking unfair.
There are millions of people who died throughout history, wishing they could be in the position you’re in. If they were in your position, they would live every second of every day like it was their last. Those millions of souls watch from the spiritual plane looking at these lackadaisical, lazy ass brain scattered men who are controlled by a sliver of measly “fear”… and these millions of souls think to themselves “what the fuck are you doing”… begging God to take their place, with the promise that they could do a better job.
Your competition is the people alive at this present moment. It’s the history of this earth. It’s the history of mankind. It’s the future of this earth and the future of mankind.
There are those who wish to dominate the present, and there are those who wish to dominate all timelines. Like fucking Thanos with the Time Stone. Think bigger. Assume better. Become stronger.
Live on a different wavelength. Move the goal post. Have some perspective and stop living relative to an illusion. There truly are no bounds… and everyone who told you that there was, lied to your fucking face.
One philosophy I have learned, is the understanding that whatever ambition one has currently, is nothing more than baby shit. I do that all time… I have no standard. The ambition in this post is nothing more than baby shit. It’s nothing. I need more. I’m starving. I plan to inject my cells with this drug forever.
