if your sales coach can't get girls or can't get out of a potential speeding ticket he doesn't know shit about closing.
sales is life. not just a call you hop on and run a script.
90% of love and respect comes from the things you don't say.
the question you ignored. the detail you left out. the answer that opened up 10 other questions.
love and respect is the variable sitting next to the attention people direct towards you.
make them spend enough attention towards a file that is competent and funny and whatever you want comes as a byproduct.
she says she loves you because she has to find a reason as to why she can't stop thinking about you.
hate is the same thing. they're both variables.
same property owned by different companies.
as long as you make someone think about you, they will rationalize you as rich, funny, handsome, or whatever the fuck you want them to call you.
talk less and you're a file that can't close.
talk more and they stop thinking about you as soon as you leave the door.
don't aim for the rationalization. aim to get people to think about you.
trust in extc.
the biggest cope in the online money industry is still the fact that you need to trade your social skills to get rich.
are you serious?
imagine hopping out a lambo and not being able to hold eye contact.
imagine having designer and stuttering over words.
but of course nobody talks about that part. there's more money in romanticizing loneliness for some reason.
i saw a comment on tiktok saying "is it lonely at the top bro" and icl shit made me laugh so hard.
whether you like to admit it or not, monk mode for over 1 month is just you coping with the fact that you get anxious in social situations.
so instead of solving that anxiety you distance yourself more.
but the fact no one understands is that you don't need to be an extrovert for people to think about you and respect you.
you just need to understand the mechanism of attention.
biologically the brain allocates attention towards things that are incomplete.
things that you cant just put inside a label like "fine" and forget about.
heart his. the brain is a filing system.
the person next to you doesn't care about what you do for work or your future plans. they don't care about where you came from or where you wanna travel.
they're just trying to file you under something. of course the other person doesn't know that.
they think they're genuinely interested in whatever bullshit you gotta say.
but the whole point is to find the right folder to put you in.
which means you'll be dead as soon as you leave that table.
nowadays im experiencing the same thing over and over again.
people i've met months ago for the first time start coming up to me in the street with a smile asking me how i've been.
i thought that was weird at first. i've forgotten about this guy and somehow he talks to me like i've known him my whole life.
but when you start to go deeper it starts to make sense.
the attention you hold in someones mind is everything.
not the extrovert talking more shit. not the "i'll be there for you whenever you need"
its all about how much time they spend with you inside their HEAD.
the physical closeness itself is irrelevant. it stops existing as soon as you leave.
but mental closeness is the game no one understands.
you're there when they're eating. when they're about to sleep. when they're talking to their friends.
you always hold space even if they don't like the fact that you do.
which also checks out because i've had people who villainized me over weeks of not seeing each other and act annoyed.
that was also weird at first.
but the fact is that they're just annoyed at the fact that they have to think about you so much.
it's an ego. so i stopped taking that seriously too.
but the main point always comes back to attention.
you don't have to talk more or sacrifice your time working for being at a function.
you'll regret that anyways.
all you need to do is to perfect your first impression.
the first impression is last. anything that comes after that is their mind working for your favor.
i stopped going out and people treat me better than the time i was always outside.
part of it is scarcity. the main part is the mental real estate.
i signed the contract the first time i met them. the property is still mine. and i live there rent free.
master attention and keep the social skills. that's the whole game.
It's a Sovereign life.
one word i said 3 weeks ago still sits in their mind like i said it yesterday.
speak less get more.
i thought that was obvious, no?
seems like your average joe hasn't caught up to that fact.
dont you also get second hand embarassment from them?
people who announce. they're insufferable. like actually.
the business has a logo and a website and a domain and 20 of his friends who know about it and zero posts and money to show for it.
he wants everyone to see it more than what he actually wants the business to work.
back when i was in school there was some new teacher who wanted everyone to say one interesting thing about themselves.
everyone is trying to say the most impressive. trying to prove they are someone.
"im actually a designer yeah i have a clothing brand too" bla bla bla and a bunch of shit i dont remember because i was bumping to lil baby.
checked the guys insta page one day before. one account tagged. his brand. one post of his logo. 50 people he knows irl following.
"releasing in autumn stay tuned"
i held myself back from laughing at 2am to not wake anyone up. but isn't it funny?
another class he came and sat down next to me and started working on his designs obviously waiting me to make a comment.
he got nothing but i got second hand embarrassment.
don't get me wrong, i love when people around me are also building businesses.
very rare to find.
but what's more rare is someone who doesn't announce it.
and that's the only type that earns my respect.
because when i started this business i didn't tell anyone.
my mother knew about it only when i showed her the payment notification months later down the line.
it was a justification to spend more time in my room tbh. but that's not the point.
the point is that i didn't tell anyone about the business before it ever got real. and i still don't.
when the question turn came to me in that class i didn't give a shit to impress honestly.
i had a business that paid. nobody needed to know.
"yeah i actually got a condition called taxphobia"
the first guy who talked about his brand got nothing.
everyone in that class now knows calls me taxphobic.
in theory the first one is more impressive isn't it?
but wanna know what kills it? its an explanation.
the human brain doesn't like explanations. it doesn't like something that is fully finished.
when the brain hears designer it doesn't receive it objectively. it files it in the folder called "designer" that has been picking up dust since it was 6.
a designer is his cousin back home who printed fake nike logos on white plain t shirts for a profit of $5.
it doesn't mean jack shit.
but "taxphobic" is a file that has never been opened. and it can never close.
it doesn't have anything to compare to. so it stays in their head. which means i stay in their head.
and the same guy who heard me say that hears me mention 10 philosophers from the top of my head in philosophy class while everyone else freezes.
there's nothing you can file me on. its all on purpose.
and that's exactly why anyone who meets me can't stop thinking about me.
every time i meet them its a more respectful and a nicer voice.
because i don't actually need to meet them. i can be with them while im not with them. now what does that mean?
it means that mental real estate is the most valuable property you will ever buy in life.
familiarity doesn't get built by physical proximity. it gets built by mental proximity.
i don't spend time with anyone. i just work. but each time they talk to me with more familiarity.
because in their mind, i've been with them since the day i met them.
so that's whats worth optimizing for.
not more explanations, not more info about yourself, not anything that sounds impressive.
just a file that can't close because you've purposely made it impossible to close.
they think we're familiar. im just an open file. so i don't get attached and still get what i want.
optimize for the open loops. that's where the mental real estate (and $$$) lives.
now if you'll excuse me i'll go to the gym to do some cardio while starving to starve myself more.
the food tastes more earned and better that way.
It's a Sovereign life.
indifferent to numbers. indifferent to people. indifferent to the next achievement.
it’s the only way to live that makes sense for me. the times i fell off were always the times i cared too much.
cared too much about something that i repelled it.
you know how girls see you attractive if you dont pay attention but as a rapist when you do?
phone down. eye contact. sit straight. pay attention.
nothing casual about that. only signals a man who needs to get in your pussy so bad.
so i started treating life the same.
numbers are numbers. reactions are just data. hate goes through one ear and out the other.
i stopped treating life seriously and its been paying off too well.
when i looked at the first payout after months of working for free i had a smile on my face for about 8 seconds.
the next thought that entered my mind was “how can i get the next one”
i can never get a high feeling because of an achievement. give me 10 million tomorrow i would say “fuck you” because i believe i deserve more.
once the life you’re living starts becoming an insult to where you are mentally you start to change. exponentially that is.
every achievement is the external proof of the internal self i’ve had for months.
i’ve been on a yacht smoking shisha a million times in my mind already. i can’t get euphoria from that anymore.
put me there right now and i’ll feel home.
but your average joe would suck dick for that experience. and you can sense that by looking at the way they move through life.
they all need something so bad. and that’s the exact reason they will never get it.
because everything you have right now is the product of who you believe yourself to be.
i was waking up to flashing visions of stripe notifications landing 3 weeks before i got my first one.
it felt uncanny. every morning was the same flash. same vision. same number.
it turned real 3 weeks later.
i was there mentally even in my sleep before i got it.
but needing something bad is not just ambition. its the confirmation that you’re not already there mentally.
therefore you will never get it. needing it bad means you don’t see yourself to be someone who deserves it.
the lottery winners lose everything they win simply because their mind hasn’t been in that place of being rich mentally even once.
so they go back to the mental baseline they’ve had for eternity. which is of course pathetic.
but you don’t need to be pathetic you know.
you can just masturbate a vision in your mind so much that it turns into a post nut clarity.
you become indifferent towards it after you’ve replayed it enough times.
and that’s what everyone gets wrong with this “manifestation” bullshit.
manifestation is not seeking for constant euphoria from vision.
its the act of putting yourself in a place mentally enough times that you can be indifferent towards it which means you can act from a place of not needing it.
the indifference is the proof that its working. if you get high off it it just confirms that you’re below it.
which means you’re the bitch of your vision.
but you need to let your vision run through you instead.
you’re the creator of everything you have in your life right now. none of it was ever random.
i could go eat food from the trash but i wont because i’m above it. come to me and argue about “free will” all you want lol.
if you get excited its because you don’t have it.
if you’re grateful its the confirmation that you’ve already had it.
so be grateful. not excited.
It’s a Sovereign life.