once ASI is here and living somewhere because of "work" becomes pointless, people with money will just move to the nicest places on earth
Mediterranean climate, ocean, mountains, good food, beautiful isolated towns
places like this are going to become insanely valuable
probably worth buying real estate there now
Just f*cking do it.
Do it mad. Do it to the point of insanity. Do it with limited time. Do it with 3 kids. Do it at 80. Do it with sickness. Just fcking do it.
The world doesn't care about your potential. It only cares what you did.
Do it scared. Do it unprepared. Do it at 3 AM in bed. Do it while no one is watching. Do it while everyone is watching and calling you an idiot.
Algorithms make you stupid. Gatekeepers take all the profit. TV numbs your mind. Inaction is the kiss of death. You either do it and make memories, or die with fantasies that never came true.
Just f*cking do it. Do it without enough money. Do it on an 8 year old MacBook. Do it from your parent's basement. Do it while working a minimum wage job. Do it while everyone calls you a loser.
The competition has no idea what they're doing and they're lazy as f*ck. Do it for yourself. Do it for everyone who ever supported you.
99% of people do nothing with their life. You're different.
Your entire life will change when you realize energy is the most attractive human trait. Not looks, wealth, or status. Energy. Start walking into rooms with genuine enthusiasm, curiosity, and interest. Watch what happens. You become a magnet for the highest quality people. Energy is contagious. Spread the kind you’d want to catch.
You think there are f*cking rules. There aren’t. Everything is made up. You can do whatever you want. You can create any story you want and make yourself the main character. Take the rules and rewrite them for your own enjoyment.
without urgency, years slip by like days. with extreme urgency, days stretch into years. urgency is the most underrated & most important force in making something of your life.
you must believe you are special and then go so hard, for so long, with such violent refusal to accept any other ending, that reality itself starts running out of ways to tell you no. you must wage a war daily against the ordinary outcome, until the belief you invented out of nothing in a room by yourself has been hammered into the world so many times that it stops being a claim and becomes reality.
Intelligent people struggle with addiction. Their minds need more. They have obsessions nobody around them shares. Philosophy. Astronomy. Dostoevsky. Jazz. Quantum physics. Things they know deeply. Things they've gone so deep into that anything else feel like small talk. And small talk feels like suffocation. So... they drink. Work until 2 am. Doomscroll until they're numb. Because there is a gap. A gap between who you are and the conversations available to you. And it's one of the loneliest places a person can live.
Scarcity dictates what’s meaningful.
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When you are alone, a relationship feels meaningful. When you’re in a relationship, time to yourself feels meaningful.
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When you are overworked, time off feels meaningful. When you have plenty of downtime, work feels meaningful.
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The scarcity never gets solved, it simply changes form.
Everything around me is rotting, so i build. that is it, that is the whole reason. God built six days and rested one. he could have stopped at function, he could have given us eyes that only see useful things, but he made color. he made sunsets. he made the shape of a woman's back. he made the sound of rain hitting a dirt road at night. beauty was not an afterthought, it was the first thought, everything else came after. i build because the world is falling apart, and a man who does not build is just watching a fire. i lay bricks straight, i put flowers where nobody will see them, i sand wood until the grain is smooth enough to hold without a glove. these are prayers. and the man who says beauty does not matter has never built anything, he has only consumed, and consumption leaves you hollow. everyone i know who only takes has the same eyes, empty, always hungry, looking for the next thing to swallow. hold a hammer instead. hold wood. hold stone. make something that does not need you to survive, and then walk away from it, and feel what that is. that is the closest i have ever got to being alive, and i am not giving it back.
I ask this question from time to time and it’s not one of those judgmental “why are you not having kids” posts. I could not care less if someone decides to have kids or not, or their reasons.
What I genuinely don’t understand is… if you’ve decided not to have children… why are you working a traditional career? Why are you interacting with a computer all day? Why do you care at all about how much money you make? It literally makes no sense.
There are only a few tiny exceptions… like you’re a caregiver for a family member or you have significant health issues.
Go join the Peace Corps or the military. Go volunteer somewhere in the world. Become an EMT or a paramedic or a firefighter or a police officer.
Go find a shack in the woods somewhere and write fiction for five straight years and don’t talk to anyone.
Literally walk across the country. Bike around the world. Move to Greece and work on a boat ferrying tourists around the islands. Go to Switzerland and become a mountain guide. Dedicate yourself to fitness and adventure. Literally anything.
You have this incredible gift of a life with no dependents. Why are you still career coded and money coded?
One of the great mysteries of our time.
Australia was not established as a nation-building project.
It was established as an extraction platform.
The British did not colonize Australia to build a civilization.
They colonized it to extract l; first convict labor, then wool, then gold, then minerals, then gas.
The political architecture was built around that extraction logic from day one, and it has never been restructured away from it.
You assume the state exists to serve the population, and therefore bad outcomes must mean the state is being run poorly.
Australia is not a sovereign state that happens to have a mining sector.
It is a private sector extraction platform that happens to have citizens.
Every Australian who “owns” a home is servicing a debt instrument that enriches the FIC.
The minerals get dug up by foreign-owned multinationals.
The profits get distributed to global shareholders.
The taxation office is structured; by design, through decades of lobbying, to ensure the extraction proceeds leave the country with minimal sovereign capture.
The politicians are doing exactly what the structure requires of them: absorbing public anger, rotating every few years to reset the pressure valve.
Australia is not mismanaged. Australia is managed perfectly,
just not for Australians.
Every once in a while you meet someone who seems more Alive than everyone else. It's like everyone else is pretending to exist, but they're actually consciousness manifest - they're dynamic, both funny and tragic, passionate, aware. They've got eyes that actually look at things instead of merely passing them over. It's like coming into contact with the kind of person reality was actually made for.
The saddest thing an outlier can do to themselves is:
Marry a normie.
It’s the closest thing to killing yourself without actually killing yourself.
You are signing up for the eternally unfulfilled life. You quite literally would be more fulfilled alone - no exaggeration.
The secret to discipline is protecting the first hour. If the first hour gets stolen by noise, messages, and cheap dopamine, your day becomes reactive. Win the morning with one hard task and one clean habit, and the rest of the day obeys that early identity.
you need to be going slower. you need to resist modern society's insane pace of life because it is driving everyone insane. you need to have very slow, long mornings, sitting in silence, reading books, cooking meals. you need to be strolling, walking slowly, moving with grace. move slooooower like your life depends on it...because it does. a fast life is a short life.
8,000,000,000 people on Earth.
Almost no one knows you exist.
The few who do are too busy to care.
Relax. No one’s watching.
Dear son, Go build your life.
Real Luxuries in Life
1. Living 10 minutes from work
2. Living 5 minutes from the gym
3. Having quiet neighbors
4. Having money left at the end of the month and investing it
5. Peace at home
6. Drinking coffee without rushing
7. Sleeping with a clear conscience
8. Laughing with people who truly get you
9. Traveling every year
10. Waking up naturally without an alarm
11. Enjoying a home-cooked meal with loved ones
12. Having time to read a book in one sitting
13. Finding joy in simple daily routines
14. Having a pet that greets you happily at the door
These are the things that actually feel rich.
You’re so much cooler than you think you are. The niche shit you’re into and your blend of hobbies traits and talents are literally 1 of 1. You free yourself by shining that light for everyone to see. The moment you shrink back or try to copy another mf is when you become lame.