nothing is hard anymore, it's a fun game.

everybody is so easy to beat nowdays... it's hilarious.

I just put my wired headphones in, pop a kiwi pablo, light a lemongrass candle, and get wired in to conquer.

to the masses it sounds insane. but I ain't writing it to these mentally ill clowns... they repel me.

what makes you read these type of posts?

it gives you a quick dose of hope.

you get a surge of instant motivation to finally start making a change, don’t you?

like a sexually frustrated male on a hunt for a horny goth whore. dosing dopamine & prolactin. regret comes after.

I give you pure info about health. you lock in on gym to become dangerous.

I drop some business/money knowledge. you quickly open up your laptop to start up a shopify shop.

i leak secret ways to attract women. you go to a local cafe to chat to a feminine barista.

every time it happens you get a glimpse of hope.

you feel on top of the world. you tap into your "alpha" state.

next day comes…

it all diminishes.

motivation disappears.

confidence vanishes into thin air.

that drive goes away.

and you're back to your old inferior ways.

scrolling tiktok brainlessly. swiping down every 2 seconds in hope to find a funny enough vid to entertain your brain.

tapping your phone constantly in hope she texted you back. (i.e fools don't get pussy, ever)

gym bag you packed the night before goes straight in the corner. only to be used when you "feel like it"

and, on the flip side... there's humans like me.

wake up feeling rested again. (sabre hibernation and magnesium l-threonate seems to work wonders) bin the nose strips and mouth tape. drink a glass of warm water sprinkled with celtic sea salt.

I take my cubas and freshly pressed organic black coffee to my batcave. refreshing smell of the coffee beans hits my nostrils. i feel awake.

pop a cherry cuba just to make sure. can't never go wrong.

open up my new addition to the work setup. lemongrass candle. get it lit.

combo of a bitter coffee and sweet lemongrass candle feels like heaven.

enough dreaming. i quickly recover from it, and open up my macbook. jim rohn's seminar pops up from the night before...

close it. time to work.

put on noise cancelling wired headphones. play future’s unreleased tracks (iykyk)

surprisingly, it never gets boring.

work until i ate the frog. it tastes incredible every day.

time to pack my gym bag. get my car keys. fill up my stainless steel water bottle, add electrolytes.

drive up to the gym. greet the workers. they're nice but i remind myself they scam middle aged women.

it's leg day. my favourite part of the week.

down a full sugar redbull in front of the hack squat. feels like blessing it every time.

unpack my knee sleeves. put on my headphones. some upbeat music would be nice.

joking. cinnamon girl by lana it is.

finish up hack squat. leg press. and some isolation.

by that point I'm dripping sweat.

it only empowers me more.

time for some cardio work. heavy bag again. classic.

get it done. i can't do any more... it feel like I'm gonna die of a heart attack. great.

that only means I've poured my max potential into this day.

get home. i'm hungry. shit, i forgot to cook beef in the oven.

put it on. 245 degrees for 20 mins. sprinkle some sea salt on it, drizzle raw honey. feast on it.

succulent taste of red meat and honey is a delight.

eating twice as much red meat, so a vegan out there isn't making a difference.

the day is now complete. learning until sleep only fortifies that.

which brings me to the main point...

most humans see this day setup. optimised to get shit done.

and it utterly disgusts them.

they can't believe someone is living this way.

because their nut sized brains have been conditioned to believe something different.

they'd get told by other people that the only way to live out your 20's is to get a stellar corporate job, work monday to friday. go out to drink with a couple of friends on weekends. do it for 40 years. and then what?

freedom?

is this what "normal" people call freedom?

I've been so locked in, i desensitised myself from thinking like a "normal" human. it's sickening.

it's all money/gym/women/emotions for me.

when you get to this point, you'll understand.

once you do. cherish it.

they say my life must be hard. thinking about business 24/7. not missing a day in the gym. just work, gym, work, gym...

but it's not what you think.

this life is the real fun.

secret to succeeding as a man. it's not drinking beer with a bunch of degenerates at a pub. it's not coming back home to your blue haired wife with a septum piercing.

it's simply crafting your day setup. where all you literally do is work/gym.

learn or go on a date with a girl after.

this should make you optimistic. because you already know how to do it.

i'm here to tell you to ACTUALLY do it.

be one of the few that took action on it.

take it from me.

but i hope you won't tell anyone it came from me.

life is moldable.

sculpt it with purpose.

stay schizo.

g2Ø.

p.s feeling of hope can last forever, if you live a certain lifestyle.

where all you care about is health/money/girls.

luckily… i like you. you remind me of myself. really.

so. i’ll happily share everything i know with you…

click here to access my mind.

don’t waste another beautiful day on staying average.

i wish you best of luck.