The Most Brutal Bible verse ever written. On not waiting for inspiration to strike. On the current national catastrophe no one is talking about...You've been warned.
The Catastrophe is coming for us all. And the skies are looking mighty ominous...
Won’t you come ride the lightning with me? Would you? Could you?
You cannot afford to wait for inspiration to hit you. That’s why we rely upon discipline here. It’s the same 4 AM every day, people. You’ll hate it at first but eventually, with enough reps, you will learn to love it. But you gotta put in the reps like the rest of us or else you’ll never get there.
You don’t acquire six pack abs by sitting on the couch all day long. You’ve gotta fucking work your core every day and closely watch what you eat.
There is a tremendous number of you out there that want the glory without first putting in the work. I see it all over social fucking media. Yeah, I get it.
I used to think that way until I realized one day that there are no fucking shortcuts and no one’s coming to save me. That there is no marketing department. I am the marketing department. I gotta save myself & my family & other people. I just have too much to do to fuck around. Why do you think I drive so fast? Because fucking driving is a goddamn waste of time! And you slow motherfuckers are in my way in the fast lane, driving far too slowly.
You’re not done yet, motherfucker. Not by a long shot. Nope. You’re only done if you yourself capitulate, if you decide and act like you are done. Other than that, you fucking keep going. Keep going. Keep going. Keep going. There’s too many people out there that need your help. That’s right—we need you.
Living in Las Vegas, surrounded by opulence & fame & beautiful girls, it’s easy to think everybody here is on Easy Street. Yet nothing could be farther from the truth. Just go downtown & look at Fremont Street. You’ll see. If you go there & your mind is not blown, you’re a sociopath.
Those that live on Easy Street are 100% lucky + blessed. Sure, we work hard like everyone else who works hard, but we’re still lucky + blessed to think the way we think, to do things the way we do things, to reap the vast rewards of our efforts. The key is consistency, just like at the gym. You gotta be consistent in your actions. You must be.
Then, one day when you feel like helping other people out of a feeling or inclination, go help other people. I don’t care what it is. Volunteer. Give $ to the homeless—there are TONS of homeless people from Vancouver B.C. all the way down the I-5 to TJ. Vancouver. Seattle. Fucking Portland. San Francisco. Los Angeles. San Diego. Tijuana. All currently dealing with the homelessness devastation. It’s rather sickening for us all.
OK, it’s time to say what you see…You better believe I practice what I preach. Fuck yes, I do.
I ain’t afraid to say it: Homelessness in America is a national catastrophe of epic proportions. Leaders and stupid, selfish politicians should be ashamed of themselves. Fucking shameful! Just the worst sort of fucking people out there who only care about lining their fucking corporate-backed pockets with dirty money.
There seems to be no end in sight to homelessness, and it is only getting worse, not better.
It pains me so bad that I can barely fucking stand it when I see it, especially homeless women. Homeless women! FUCK!!! What the fuck have we done here to have homeless women?! What haven’t we done to have this problem?
So, I do what I can, when I can, to the best of my ability & try to not feel guilty about all I have vs. those who have nothing.
What has happened here? What do we do now? What’s next?
“To those who have everything, more will be given. To those who have nothing, everything will be taken.”
How is that for a bible verse for you? Don’t hear god-fearing Republican shitbags ever say that one, do you? No. No, because this the Effective Truth in America:
To those who have nothing, everything will be taken. . .Let that sink in for a minute.
You best go get your shit in a kit right now. Right fucking now. You do not hae as much time as you think.
Those are some brutal words from your friendly, “christian” bible. That passage comes from the book of Matthew. What does this mean? What is he implying? That the lord helps those who help themselves? That the rich get richer, and the poor get poorer? That you’d best be on the rich, right side of the equation or else cataclysm awaits?
The cataclysm is coming for us all. In fact, the mean, green, ominous, summer sky hit the good, hard-working folk of Nebraska three times this spring! 3! What have those Blair, NE, Witches done to make the dear lord smite & flood them out?!
Yes & yes. Pure fucking brutality. And it is true! At least, in my experience the rich do, in fact, get richer while the poor devolve into homelessness & despair & mental, financial, spiritual catastrophe all served to them in a not-so-neat, beat-up shopping cart. What the fuck are these people going to do when the mean, green, ominous, summer sky comes for them?! What? The storm is coming for us all.
What’s to be done about this? What can you & I do—today—to help alleviate some of this suffering? Start with one person. Help however you feel is right & appropriate for your particular context. I’d never presume to tell you what to do because each person & situation is idiosyncratic to that one person. It’s just like great leadership. Elon’s style is different from Steve Jobs’ style who is different from Tim Cook’s style who is different from Warren Buffett’s style. They’re all super successful in their time, but they’re all idiosyncratic in their means & methods of getting shit done.
But do something. Try your best not to look away from this white elephant dancing in front of us. Don’t worry about trying to help them all—no one can help them all. Especially because people have to want the help first before we can help them. Unfortunately, there are the doomed few who refuse any & all help. Try your best to filter them out, & help those who are ready for it.
One of the things I’ve been experiencing lately is just how many people will try to stand in your way, both intentionally or unintentionally. I’m not sure which is more annoying to me. The conniving, but smart sociopath who is climbing the corporate ladder or the slow-thinking, slack-jawed yokel who drives his 1988 minivan whilst smoking going 35 in the fast lane in front of me and I cannot get around him. GOD, do I want to plow right fucking through that guy!
Remember: when you take a look around the negotiation table & you don’t see anyone in sales, you are sales. Better get used to it. Welcome to your new profession.