Today I formerly apologize for what I am going to do next from here on in life.
Because I'm officially moving over to the other side where I am ONLY going to be dealing with A players, badasses, and hardworking men who pick up the phone and get on with it.
To the guys who have been following me for YEARS now but are still stuck because they haven't taken action, because they have gotten comfortable, because they want mommy and daddy to tuck them into bed,
I urge you to unfollow me because I am no longer going to deal with the lazy, arrogant, and the crybabies.
And I'll tell you why.
As you know,
I recently lost someone close to me.
He was NOT lazy. He was NOT arrogant. He was definitely not a crybaby.
For two years he fought a tumor in his brain, but unfortunately God loved him too much to let him suffer any more. He is in a better place now.
But let me tell you what happened:
This incident has finally made me ruthless. And I'm so eternally grateful to that absolute soldier for this.
All his life he only knew studies, work, and worship.
Before he became paralyzed, and the battle that lasted for over two years, with minimum movement in his left arm, which had become skeleton like,
he was trying his hardest to study, to learn, to become qualified enough to work in his field.
He was very close to getting that final certification that would get him qualified enough to get a very good job and perhaps move his family out of poverty.
And I kid you not, just as he a was about to do that...he got sick. and boy, he got really sick really fast.
For six months he was in a bed unable to move. Because they were poor they could not afford good health care in a major city or the best hospitals. And I am ashamed to say but I was not powerful enough to help him. I could not afford to transfer him to the best hospitals and be overseen by the best doctors. But I digress. This is not about me.
This man fought very bravely, and finally got to a point around six to nine months after he first got ill, where he was able to move his hands and his brain could function a little bit.
And here's where it gets super inspirational:
You know what the first thing he did was?
He took out his notebook and started studying.
Think about that.
He did that for a month or two months before he again got ill because, like I said, he was poor and he could not afford good health care. And ultimately, doctors can only do so much for an illness that has seeped too deep.
He fought for another one year before he simply could not go on.
He recently passed away.
And this was the final straw for me.
I can never look at the guys who don't give their all the same again.
Because you have, in this world, right now, BILLIONS of men with perfectly capable brains and bodies, who choose to WASTE their time.
I don't even need to expand on "waste" because the list would be endless.
So, I have become ruthless.
And the more time passes, the more I realize why the elites want to enslave the masses.
The elites don't hate the masses. The elite hate the IDEAS that the masses LOVE.
Laziness, Arrogance, Negativity, Sloth, Victim mentality.
In fact, my hot take is that the elites don't even care about enslaving the masses. The elites are just busy minding their own lane and winning.
It is the masses who grab the chain and tie it all around their bodies.
Because being chained to something that guarantees them a cookie and circus for life in exchange for freedom and greatness is a great fvckin' deal for the lazy.
You have fully grown men who cry because mommy and daddy don't support them or because they don't come from a rich family or that they lack the confidence that they need.
FVCK THAT.
YOU STILL GOT YOU, DON'T YOU? isn't that enough?
The guys who I am disgusted by the most, are those who tell me:
"MR, I don't know what to do"
Let me tell you something:
You deserve everything that's coming to you.
Of course you don't know what to do. You have too much time to think! You have too many options, too much comfort. There isn't a clock ticking at you constantly.
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