Like Begets Like

This morning in the bathroom, while she was getting ready to go out for a run, my friend told me that she must be in one of those phases where she’s “low-energy”. If you so dared, you might even say it was kinda like PMS. You could tell she had a short-fuse and was easily annoyed.

Then in the late morning, returning from the supermarket, walking into the elevator, her car-keys spontaneously flew out of her pocket (perhaps by an accidental push of her hand) and slid across the floor and went right into the gap at the front of the elevator. Gone.

She walked in and said “You’re not going to believe what just happened!”. In fact I did believe it. While eating some hummus, I googled “keys dropped down elevator” and watched the first video that appeared. It seemed simple enough. I taped some wire to a stick and grabbed a flashlight. Off we went.

We saw the keys, but the stick was a few inches too short. We came back with a stick taped to the original stick and successfully fished out the keys. Mission Accomplished.

I was amazed at my friend’s ability to externally manifest what she was feeling on the inside. And what she was feeling, was “annoyance”. PRESTO! her wish of annoyance was granted. Seek and ye shall find — it really works! I’m pretty sure I manifest annoying things too, but of course it’s much easier to notice these things in other people than in yourself.

Moral of the story: The external world directly reflects how you feel inside. In other words, as you walk through the world, the surrounding scenes are programmed through your internal thoughts and feelings. This world is a simulation after-all, and someone has to program it — perhaps that programmer, is you.

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The Art of Delusion

The message I’ve been receiving lately, is that success is the result of plowing through with our desired belief no matter what — even to the point of seeming delusional.

For example, if I have a six-year-old blog that has a minimal amount of followers and a low amount of likes per post, I’m not supposed to presume the logical conclusion of: I’m uninteresting, or a poor communicator, or a bad writer — no, I must imagine myself as an amazingly awesome blogger, just a bit under-appreciated at the moment.

I shouldn’t seek to see facts as evidence of failure. For example, a small subscriber count could simply be due to a lack of marketing on my part, and have nothing to do with the quality of content. And a low amount of likes per post could be due to a feeling of intimidation on the part of the reader, so overwhelmed by the power of my words.

But Rich, that really does sound delusional. Well yeah, that’s what I thought. But may I remind you who the current president is. Delusion is what works in this particular world. And if you aren’t aware already, this world is only a simulated reality — and “unrelenting belief” seems to be the way in which we can program desired outcomes.

All you have to do to prove this to yourself is think of a musical artist that you absolutely abhor — how can someone so untalented reach a level of such fame and fortune? Delusion, plain and simple. They believed themselves successful from the get-go despite the constant naysayers and haters — all the way up to when their dream came true.

Why do you think successful artists always say: “Just follow your dreams!!” Because it works — it worked for them. Chance is not a thing, and if it was we’d all be dead from random accidents, diseases, disasters, etc. — but we’re not, we’re here living within a fulfillment generator, we’re like children on a playground playing pretend.

But in this world, when Billy mumbles weird rap lyrics into a mic, and he remains determined about how great he is (despite lacking any natural talent) — it literally works. Through relentless belief in his dream, Billy becomes the rap-god he always imagined. That doesn’t happen in a chance-based world, that happens in a dream world.

It’s not talent, but delusion that determines success. Again, think about who the leader of the free-world is right now. So the question becomes: why aren’t you having all that fun? Because you don’t believe strongly in anything, do you. And we know that to be true or else you’d be successful! Duh!

So here’s the deal… based on how life actually seems to work, not on how you’re guessing it works, you need to pick a desired outcome, then believe the heck out of it. Whereas if you allow pessimism to infiltrate your thoughts, then that’s exactly what you’ll receive: a whole heap of nothing, because that’s what you believe in.

You’ve got nothing to lose in this scenario and everything to gain. THIS is the way in which successful people think and believe, I’ve watched countless interviews, always trying to glean their underlying belief system. It’s ALWAYS unrelenting faith in their own success that sees them through — fear and doubt couldn’t stop them.

In conclusion, if you’re not busy believing that you’re currently on a path to success, then you won’t be. Your wish comes true either way — so why not believe in success instead? You don’t know how the world works or else you’d be living a successful life right now. Accept your ignorance and start listening to the people that have had their dreams fulfilled. And their advice is always this: follow your dreams. It’s not: doubt your dreams. It’s FOLLOW them.

Magical Day

Dear Rich, do you believe in magic?

Yes, without a doubt. If you had asked me anytime before a few years ago I probably would have said no — so for most of my life I did not believe in magic.

What changed your mind?

Well, I met a magician. I often refer to her as “my friend” or sometimes “my wife” or around the house I call her by various nicknames.

I have without a doubt witnessed her paranormal abilities. I’m a born skeptic and doubter and value the scientific-method — yet after two decades of living with her, I couldn’t deny it any longer.

I think what finally allowed me to stop denying her ability was my acceptance of Simulation Theory. Previously, I had believed in a purely physical world that conformed to the laws of physics, a world ruled by logic and reason. If anything didn’t conform to that worldview, I simply dismissed it. But once I saw the likelihood of a simulated reality, then all bets were off — of course magic is real, why not.

In a simulation, where it’s all just flickering pixels, I think things can be wished into existence — and that’s what I’d label as magic. And I’ve most certainly seen my friend wish things into existence. I’ve also witnessed her communicate telepathically with her family members. In a simulated experience, distance isn’t real, it’s merely a list of coordinates on a plane.

Okay, so who’s crazier now, you or your friend?

Well I’m currently living in my dream house and I did absolutely nothing to get here except to accept my friend’s ability to make magic happen. And tonight I’ll be strolling through the Magic Kingdom, because that’s my backyard. How’s that for crazy?

Becoming a Wisher

The question then becomes: do you want to be a worker or a wisher? Again, I’m not saying the worker perspective is a bad one. If you can set goals and not worry about the details too much, then exertion along a progressive path can be a fun way to spend your time. But if you suck at devising goals for yourself and constantly harp on all the negative stuff that can impede your progress, then perhaps wishing is more your style.

First, to be an effective wisher, you have to stop intermingling worker and wisher perspectives. It’s like the salvation debate, either you receive your salvation through faith or works — but not both. Second, you must accept that specifics don’t matter. For example, if you want an awesome house, who cares about the specific house — awesome is awesome. In short, what you want from life is a delightful time — who cares what form the fun takes.

As a wisher, you’re trying to create a mindset that’s ready to receive and appreciate the things in life that incite delight. The obvious question becomes: if I’m just trying increase my ability to appreciate life, then why wish at all? The answer is: anticipation is a very delightful feeling. For example, I had wished to live in a specific house, and for a few months I dreamt of living there and I even visited the place during an open-house. I had fun imagining myself living there, I studied the details and thought about all the good times I’d have. Ultimately I didn’t get that house — instead, I’m living in an even awesomer abode.

And so what? Awesome is Awesome. When it comes down to it, my true wish is this: I wish for my life to be full of delightful surprises. And I sure was delightfully surprised when I moved into where I’m living now — I love it. I love my best friend and wife, I love my other best bud and son, and now I love where I’m living. For instance, last night I was watching the Epcot, Hollywood Studios, and Magic Kingdom fireworks from my balcony — how neat is that? Sure they were tiny, but still neat.

Listen, it takes just as much blind-faith to be a worker as it does to be a wisher. A worker has to exert all that effort and simply hope it pays off in the end. A worker has no guarantee that he’ll reap a successful harvest — he could put all that work in and pests or blight could wipe it all away. Likewise, a wisher has to maintain a faith that he’ll receive what he requires. For any of this stuff to work, we have to maintain a belief in the benevolence of life. Either life is good or we’ve already lost.

If it was truly us versus life, we’d lose every time. How could we compete against the very power that created us? Duh, we can’t. So either life specifically wants us here, or we simply wouldn’t be here. And if life wants us to exist, then it’s obviously maintaining our existence. We’re just noobs at this game, we have no feasible survival skills to speak of — by some mechanism the food appears and we eat it — and by some mechanism the shelter appears and we live in it. Our only job, and the only job we’re truly capable of performing, is to appreciate this process — to love life and enjoy this gift we’ve been given.

Fitbit versus Wishbit

Under the worker perspective, you have to earn health, you literally have to buy it with the currency of fitness and nutrition. Sickness is simply waiting around the corner to take advantage of your laziness and lack of diligence. Whereas under the wisher perspective, you’re healthy by default, you simply assume you’re well and you are. Sickness is something you can wish for though — feel bad enough about your circumstances and you basically wish yourself ill.

Under the worker perspective, an abundant life must be earned through hard work — anything less than that is cheating. The harder you work, the more you gain. Whereas under the wisher perspective, abundance is the natural state of existence. Working hard is actually a lack of faith — you can’t force things, you just ask. And the more you ask, the more you receive.

It’s quite obvious that these two perspectives are at odds, at least on the surface. But if you look a little deeper, you’ll see that workers are actually wishers too — they just like to pretend they’re not. For example, imagine a worker sets a goal to open an ice-cream parlor — then think about all the external aspects that have to align for it to happen. He’ll need to find an appropriate space for sale/rent, he’ll need enough money, he’ll have to figure out the marketing aspects, hope the local foot-traffic remains constant, hire the right people, hope the weather works out in his favor, hope ingredient prices remain steady — and I could go on and on. But in short, he’s a wisher that enjoys a granular level of engagement.

As for me, I used to have the worker perspective but sucked at it. I don’t think it’s a bad perspective to have as it certainly fills one’s day with things to do and fuss over. However, I was too easily overwhelmed by the daunting tasks ahead of me, I was frozen by the inertia of it all. As my list about the ice-cream parlor shows, I could imagine a hundred things that I’d need to worry about in order to achieve my goal — so goals seemed impossible.

Now I’m a wisher. The only thing between me and my goals are the hurdles I imagine. So as a wisher, my job is to suppress that aspect of my imagination. In that sense, a wisher is also a worker — but instead of focusing his efforts on the physical world, the wisher focuses on his inner world, crafting a receptive perspective, one that’s ready to receive and appreciate the things that truly delight.

Wishers vs Workers

There are two types of people in this world, wishers and workers.

Workers believe that the things they attain must be earned through effort. For example, many of these folks are working-out, sweating, and denying themselves sweet-treats for the sake of health. All the possessions they have are things they diligently worked-for. Things received or attained without effort are pretty-much worthless.

Wishers on the other hand, believe that things are simply given to them. They desire something, and poof, there it is. Work plus sweat does not add up to them. They gain possessions through wishes and expect life and the many circumstances they encounter to just work-out in their favor.

Growing up, my mentality was such that I put myself in the worker camp. I didn’t believe in wishing and thought wishers were dummys that happened to be lucky once in awhile. I believed that effort on a particular path was the only way to attain something. Unfortunately, I believed most paths to be too strenuous to follow, so I didn’t bother following any path at all.

In other words, I believed that goals required great amounts of effort, too much effort to be worthwhile — so in my mind it seemed logical to do nothing at all. It’s not until relatively recently that I finally kinda understand the wisher’s perspective. It makes sense now and aligns with my preferences a lot better than the worker’s perspective.

I’ve already jumped ship and consider myself a wisher. For example, when I was in the worker camp, I lived in a trailer-park and didn’t enjoy my surroundings. The obvious solution for a worker-type is to simply work harder to change your situation, but unfortunately I believed I couldn’t work that hard, my situation was too extreme, so I just stayed static, a prisoner to my situation.

When I became a wisher, I simply wished for an extreme change. And here I am, months later, and I’m living the dream. Poof. I’m not saying the worker perspective is a bad one, it’s just not for me. I’ve seen plenty of people “work their way up” and all that, and that’s fine. But really, wishes are truly the underlying principle of life. Even a worker wishes — whether he calls it that or not.

Workers set goals and goals are just wishes. They simply wish to be part of a step-by-step process of wish attainment. I thought I wanted that level of granular engagement too, but it turns out I don’t. I am ready to receive! Just gimme the good stuff and leave out the details! Honestly, the details are just busy-work anyway.

If I would have said all this to myself a few years ago, I’d’ve thought myself nuts. I believed Earth to be a harsh landscape in which humans are forced to struggle for survival. Oops, nope. It’s really a magical funhouse in which our wildest dreams come true. How can it not be? I’m literally living twenty minutes from the Magic Kingdom — and I’ve done nothing to get here except wish.

Nicely Manifested

Dear Rich, did the Law of Attraction / The Secret / Alignment with God type stuff just work for you?

Good question dear reader. Let’s examine the facts.

First, for the past seven years I was living in a single-wide mobile-home in a trailer park. I didn’t really enjoy living there and wanted to move to someplace better. I admit that the stigma of living in a mobile-home kinda got to me. But to be fair, I lived in a nice place only a mile and a half from the beach. My old house is currently someone else’s vacation-home — so to say I was in a lamentable spot is nowhere near the truth. Frankly, I didn’t appreciate the good things I had — which is my typical pattern of behavior.

Second, I’m now living in a top-floor two-story condo in the heart of a very nice little town located down the street from Disney World. And that’s significant to me because my family would visit Disney every year when I was a kid and I loved it — it always felt like home to me, it’s comfortable and I know my way around. It’s also significant because I lived in this town ten years ago but left abruptly because my career fizzled out — and because I was working all the time, I never got a chance to really enjoy myself here.

Third, this change happened all without much effort on my part. In fact, when I try to manipulate my circumstances, it typically makes things worse. Also, earlier this year I experimented with the typical “wishing” type stuff associated with manifesting and attainment — yet none of the details came true. But generally, my wish to move to a place I could more easily appreciate, did come true. I like this place, I especially like being able to go for a walk or run from my front-door, traveling through the quaint little streets.

In new-age terminology, you could say I raised my vibration and started manifesting positive things into my life. I stopped dwelling in negativity and lack and started focusing on the good things life has to offer. I stopped saying no to everything and started saying yes. And so one day not long ago, my friend said, “hey let’s move” — and instead of resisting like I normally would, I simply said “okay”. Now here we are, over a thousand miles away, in a nice town in a nice condo across from a nice school.