Pay to Win

If provided the fun-funds you seek, what would your daily life be like?

Well for most of my life, I’ve always found a quiet spot and sat there, keeping myself busy in low-cost ways, such as watching TV or doing stuff on the computer — nothing great (but I didn’t mind too much). So to contrast that, I’d like to get a bit more involved, perhaps go out and mingle. But not too crazy of course!

For instance, I’d like to stay at Disney World Resorts whenever I felt like it, just fun little excursions with my family. Walk through the International Gateway, have a napoleon and an eclair at the Boulangerie-Patisserie, watch the fireworks from my balcony — that sorta thing. I’d like to be a high-roller/VIP type, where cast members know me by name and I check-in at concierge-level.

I’d also spend a lot of time researching and buying the latest tech gadgets. I want to be an early-adopter and part of the ongoing innovation in the tech world. Maybe I’d shoot over some emails or DMs and get responses from actual developers. I want to get involved with some robotics programming for example. So essentially I’d be “playing with toys”, using the technology in-depth.

Nothing investor-y, but I’d also like to support creators/makers — basically a patron of the arts. This could include YouTubers, Etsy sellers, photographers, programmers, local farmers, etc. I’d have a portfolio of people whose lives I could positively impact. A bunch of my time would be spent in the cultivation and maintenance of this cadre of creators. It might be as simple as being a Patreon supporter, buying their stuff, or granting them some funds.

I’d also spend time on my home — not maintenance stuff, I’m sick of that. Basically, transforming wherever I live into a dream-home. Collections, decorations, fine furniture, fountains, fresh-cut flowers, a conservatory, workshop, workout space, etc. And of course there’d be seasonal decorations — Christmas being the most elaborate of all!

Speaking of which, I’d like to follow in the footsteps of Santa, giving gifts to folks I happen across — inspiring people to believe in Christmas Miracles, helping them to appreciate Santa and the magic of Christmas. Gift cards, goodies, and gadgets galore! Or whatever someone wishes for, perhaps I can make it happen. Scrooge is a big inspiration as well — I’d like to contribute some Christmas cheer.

So that’s my plan. When I think of how to live my life, that’s all I come up with. I feel like I’m in a holding-pattern just waiting for the fun-funds to kick-in. I even spent the last few months completely engrossed in computer programming and nothing came of it — just hobby-level stuff, no business-related ideas, nothing. And really, I only got back into programming because I wanted to program professional-quality robots for fun. But since I couldn’t afford one, I made a software version.

Complaint Store

I’m going to complain. No, don’t try to stop me. Yes, it’s an all too-common and seemingly superficial complaint. Basically I’m provided with the inclination to spend lots of money, YET I have no money to spend. I have no interest in “making money”, I simply want to shop. So where the heck is my spending cash?

But Rich, money won’t buy happiness!! I don’t want happiness, I simply want to work at fulfilling my wishlist. For example, think of a guy that wants to become an engineer, he commits himself to that goal and eventually attains it. He felt that being an engineer was his purpose and followed the path. Well, I want to buy things.

Is it a stupid goal? Maybe, but it’s the one I’m stuck with. And honestly, if this is truly a consumerist society, then shopping is the ultimate expression of that society — I would be at one with the world. So it’s not a stupid goal if taken in context with where I live. And to be honest again, I LOVE things — people, not so much.

I’m provided with all these shopping-oriented preferences and have a drive to fulfill them, but the content of my wallet doesn’t match up. What gives? And so this mismatch serves as a regular source of dissatisfaction. I basically end up trying to distract myself with no-cost alternatives while suppressing my dreams.

And I don’t see what step I could take that would get me closer to the cashflow I require. At least if I was progressing forward, I might feel better — but my imagination just can’t fathom it. If playing Age of Mythology I would at this point use the ATM OF EREBUS cheat-code and fill my coffers with gold.

Although if I had to put a somewhat positive spin on it, I could say this: If provided limitless resources early-on and without regard, I could’ve found myself in quite the pickle. But having lived a limited lifestyle for so long, I’ve learned the meaning of appreciation (at least more-so than before). So when abundance does shine its light upon me, I will have the capacity to enjoy it.

Wanted: Writer

Today, I declare myself a professional writer. Whew! That wasn’t so hard was it? But what’s it mean? It means I’ve selected a particular path — and the steps I take upon it, will one-by-one take me to a specific end. From a quick analysis, there seems to be three major components to complete along this path.

The first component is content. I can’t be a writer if there’s nothing to write, right? But the reason I chose this path is because I’ve already proven to myself I can generate a constant stream of content that I enjoy writing. Might it need some fit and finish? Sure, but the raw material is there.

The second component is connecting with an audience. I’ve so-far neglected this aspect big-time, so it’ll be my focus for now. My writing has primarily been a personal-diary approach, so I have to transition to a style that’s more inclusive of others. That’s my challenge, and I’m up for it. The third component is generating revenue. But really, an audience makes this part possible, so it’ll remain on the back-burner until step-two comes to fruition.

So how does one connect with an audience? By wishing it so. In my extensive analysis of content-creators, this seems to be the underlying mechanism, the common-thread they all share. The formula is easy: by performing a particular act (e.g. writing), I intend to attract an audience. It’s my intention that’s key. Previously, I didn’t want an audience, I wasn’t prepared to handle it — now it’s my wish.

“Come on, is it that easy?” THAT EASY!!? Why you little..!! Do you realize how much preparation I put into NOT being scared of an audience. Psh, “that easy”. And don’t forget I also had to prove to myself that I could create worthwhile content. It took over six years for me to accept it — over 1400 entries within this blog serve as the proof I required. Wishing and truly believing in your wish is not an easy thing to do. But wishes are where dreams begin.

Crimson Wishes

“In darkest realms where shadows lie, where goodness fails and angels die — let my voice be heard and heed my word…”
“Wait, are you sure about this?” he cautioned.
“Ahem!” she continued, “Through wicked ways I summon thy power, from sacrificial blood in the midnight hour.”
“Whoa!” he protested.
“Calm down, it’s just a tissue from my last bloody-nose,” she assured him.

She placed the crumpled tissue in the center of an encircled star made out of small rocks. She swiped a match across the box and lit the tissue. She told the boy to throw the image of his desire onto the small fire. He took the picture and held it over the flame until it caught. “It is done,” she declared. The boy breathed a sigh of relief.

Rob didn’t like the idea of resorting to black-magic but he was desperate, so he asked his goth friend Emily to help. Rob really wanted an Xbox One X, and he’d do anything to have it. He lived with his mom and little sister and they didn’t usually have money for Christmas presents, and this year was no different.

Rob woke up the next day feeling the same as any other day. In fact he almost forgot about the previous night’s escapade except he saw the flyer from which he cut out the picture on the floor. At breakfast, Rob ate the usual bowl of off-brand cereal he always ate. It was the weekend, so no school today — Rob wasn’t a fan anyway.

Of course Rob had tried asking Santa for presents in the past, but unfortunately, his mall’s Santa wasn’t affiliated with the actual Santa — thus none of his wishes were ever forwarded, so he never received what he asked for. It’s not well-known, but Santa Claus has a goth cousin named Satan Claws. It’s who little goth boys and girls write incantations to during the holidays.

Satan Claws’s minions received Emily’s incantation and got to work on it the next day. They procured an Xbox One X and wrapped it in red paper. But in this case, the red paper represented the blood of the innocent. As he was instructed by Emily, Rob placed a dead tree in the center of his room and adorned it beautifully with lights and ornaments (in mockery of its once living state).

The Winter Solstice finally arrived and Satan Claws sent his minions out to deliver the “Bounty of Blood” as it was called. Those that summon the power of darkness receive the fruit of their invocation upon the darkest day of the year. Rob woke up the following morning to find a present under the tree. He was so excited and rushed over to open it!

On the gift-tag it read “To: Rob, From: Satan Claws”. Rob tore the red paper away and underneath he saw what he truly desired, an Xbox One X! He couldn’t have been happier. That’s when he noticed another present under the tree. It had a similar gift-tag and wrappings. He opened it and found a black Misfits t-shirt, over-sized black pants, and some glow-lights inside.

That night, in celebration of the bounty received, Rob dressed in his new outfit, met Emily and her friends underneath an overpass, and danced to techno music in intervals of six-hundred and sixty-six seconds. Rob was welcomed into the fold and he even invited some people back to his house to take a look at Red Dead Redemption 2 on his Xbox.

All About Belief

I’ve been receiving this message lately: it’s not what you say or do — it’s how much you believe-in what you say or do. For example, if I say I love you but don’t really believe it, then so what, it’s just words wasting time. Whereas if I really mean it, then there’s a power issuing forth: love from my heart into yours — transcending mere words. You’re not reacting to simple sounds, but to an energy flowing through, from me to you.

Another example. If I type up a blog post and simply publish it with no greater belief behind it, then the post stops there. Done. But if I press publish with a greater intention behind it, all of a sudden ears are perking up, it’s reaching people, it’s finding and tickling their inner being. “Likes” and “Follows” light-up like the sun. I wasn’t just wasting-time rambling away, I was communicating with likeminded souls crying for connection.

This all implies a dream-like magical world by the way. A world ruled by intention not action — just like in the story books. For example, if I simply say “Lumos!”, so what — nothing happens. But if I’m a student of wizarding and I intend for my wand to start glowing, then it glows. For magic to happen, a wizard’s words must be backed by intent. And from what I’m sensing, that’s the same way it works in this world as well.

Think of a comedian for instance, he says something mundane and the audience erupts with laughter. If said by anyone else, no one cares — but because it was backed by intent, it had more power than just the sound waves carrying it along. Or think of any great performance where the audience was wowed, transfixed by the power of the performer — why was that performance any better than another? There’s something more than rote procedure at work here.

Another example: What if I’m attempting to start a business, going step by step without much passion behind it, just trying to get by. Are people going to say: “Wow look at him methodically following along that prescribed path! Just going-through-the-motions is a sure sign of success!” No. When someone is doing it right, people say: “Look at his determination! He’s got drive and passion! He really believes in what he’s doing — and by golly I bet he’s gonna get it!!”

Our society is built around intent-of-action, not blindly following recipes. In other words, the path to success is not comprised of a sequence of steps, it’s comprised of strong belief underlying an intended outcome. For example, if you want to learn the guitar, you don’t just follow some steps, after which you’re successfully playing the guitar. No. You have to believe in the outcome “I’m a guitar player!” and then the pathway fills in before you.

“WHAT!!?? Now you’ve gone too far! This is crazy-talk!!” Listen, I’ve been there, I actually tried to learn guitar through a methodical method — it didn’t work. Whereas my friend, who is all about belief and optimism-of-outcome is a much better guitar-player than I am even though we started at the same time. It’s like that old saying, “it’s not the gift, it’s the thought that counts.” Well the same goes for everything else apparently, it’s not what you specifically say or do, it’s your underlying intent that counts.

Okay, here’s another example: haiku. How is it possible that a poem so short could evoke emotion? It’s not saying nearly enough, yet some reader somewhere is affected by those few words. So perhaps it wasn’t the words or their arrangement, but something else that’s being transmitted — perhaps the author had the intent to evoke a response from whoever read his haiku. And maybe some reader had the intent to receive meaning from something he read. That’s where the magic happens.

And if you’re like me, and this is news to you, then guess what? You and success probably aren’t best buddies. But here’s the good news: success is a really great guy and he’s inviting you to the party. How do you get in? Belief, baby! You have to believe your way in. Believe in an outcome and the pathway to success manifests before your eyes. That’s it — and it’s the ONLY way in. Hey don’t forget to enjoy yourself… it’s a party after all.

Authored Aspirations

Dear Diary,

I’m currently living well and enjoying life. I go on walks, ride my bike, and head over to the parks once in awhile. I feel very comfortable where I am — there’s no imposter-syndrome here. I’m livin’ the suburban dream and that suits me fine. I mandate coaster use on tables, tri-fold the bath towels, and dress decently. But, there’s one thing missing.

As you know dear diary, I have no interest in the process of making money or even in pursuing a career. If the money just appears, I’m fine with that — and in fact that’s the way things have gone most of my life. So no real complaints there. But as we all must have dreams and aspirations, I’ve come up with a wish (which I’ll detail in the next paragraph).

I’ve seen a lot of interviews with successful people, and the path that resonates most with me, is the one where a guy has a flash of inspiration and writes a book in twelve days and it takes off, selling millions of copies — and it continues to sell and is a frequently recommended book.

So that’s my wish, to receive that divine inspiration with which I’ll transcribe a book of-note. From there I’ll be able to permanently and proudly label myself an author and have a steady passive income. I’ll also continue to maintain this blog where I transcribe my normal everyday thoughts — and its readers will appreciate and revere the words of an established author.

Thanks for listening dear diary.

Yours truly,
Rich

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.