@ClearTradeoffs As a 37 years young player who is attempting to get back to 5k+ nl, I just wanted to stop by and express my appreciation of your post. Thanks for the inspiration man.
This event is gonna be 10k NLH, no rake with the best in the world.
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prepare for some of the sickest hands you've ever seen
Many blessings so subtle that you’d never notice them unless you tried to. God always working in the background
This is why gratitude is so powerful. It forces you to embed yourself in a micro-universe of your own blessings. Walking through them & showing each 1 love 1 by 1
If some1 is genuinely grateful 2 u - what do u wanna do? Help them more.
Is the exact same in ur own life. Energy is energy. The energetic polarity of pure gratitude (genuine thankfulness, not a manipulative LARP to get more of something) is more receiving.
Pure gratitude is the warmth that always gets rewarded
Never forget to count your blessings🙏♥️
Happy 25th birthday to the greatest video game ever made, Counter-Strike.
A Half-Life mod which has spawned communities, created memories, and established the greatest esport of them all. We're grateful to have the most passionate players in gaming.
Here's to 25 more! 🎂🎉
Hi guys, brought you longread about GG's @GGPoker decision to ban trackers and Holtz's @CrownUpGuy hipocrisy.
You can find it on 2+2 forum here:
https://t.co/YsUri3zLyM
And there is longread for you in twitter format under the tweet
Your goal as a man:
Is to get elite at SOMETHING
It could be anything
Business
Lifting
Boxing
Could be collecting stamps for all i care
Truly don't think there's any other way a healthy man can be happy unless he's chasing greatness in some field
And whether you actually achieve your goal is irrelevant
That pursuit will keep your spirit alive.
Here's the data that GGPoker does not want you to see:
This list shows the top players by number of hands played at 200nl on GG. The majority of these professional players are losing before rakeback.
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The Confident Man
The confident man is shaped over a lifetime, beginning at its very inception.
Year after year, layer after layer, his experiences, along with the opinions and accepted truths of those around him, seep into his consciousness, sculpting the thick lenses through which he views the world.
His fears, insecurities, and the biases inherent to the human condition fog these lenses further.
Yet, in the face of all this confusion, the confident man has a remarkable ability to get to the truth, as he believes it to be.
He is bombarded with inputs…
• A video of unverifiable information.
• The assertive written opinion of an intellectual he respects.
• A conversation with his friends.
• 14th-hand facts — originating from a poorly performed research study, grossly misinterpreted in a magazine article, and contorted through a game of social media telephone.
Presented with a daily buffet of information and influence, the confident man is undeterred.
He fearlessly consumes and digests the vast spread and, with astonishing speed, produces a viewpoint of his very own.
This viewpoint emerges compact, tinged by a subset of facts – the most prevalent and palatable ones he’s encountered.
Of course, the confident man shares his freshly formed opinion, and this is where the true magic happens…
With his opinion on record, he no longer has the luxury of curiosity.
Those who challenge his stance force him to defend himself.
He hunts for evidence in support of his truth — the truth — efficiently discarding anything unhelpful to this mission.
Intelligent people validate him; idiots and evil people debate him with laughably flawed arguments.
The sincere bring forth supporting evidence.
The dishonest or misguided share fake news in a futile attempt to prove him wrong.
Some who he previously deemed smart and honest have their true colors revealed.
Unsurprisingly, this process emboldens the confident man.
His thoughts, still in their intellectual infancy, are swiftly encased in amber, preserving their youthful form in a rigid, unchangeable state.
A hardened cog in the very same marketing machine that shaped his own beliefs, his 15th-hand facts and unshakeable views prejudice anyone they come into contact with.
And so it continues.
The certainty.
The polarization.
The disgust.
The hate.
Though the outcome is undoubtedly negative, the confident man means well.
He believes he’s forming and sharing his views thoughtfully. He’s trying, sometimes desperately, to help.
You and I, the observers, can see the truth.
That he, merely a human being, up against a world of powerful yet nearly invisible influence and trickery, cannot see reality as clearly as he believes he’s able.
This is how he and another confident man, born with the same level of intellect and kindness, each grazed by slightly different surroundings, can become so certain of opposing viewpoints that they fail to even comprehend how the other could be so stupid.
Or worse, so evil.
For the confident man, encountering and disagreeing with another is an inevitability, as, unfortunately, he exists as a member of confident mankind.
Billions of people, all inhabiting one planet.
Each and every one of them, merely a human being, up against a world of powerful yet nearly invisible influence and trickery, duped into actually believing their version of reality is authentic.
An entire species of delusionists.
While some manage it better than others, no amount of knowledge can cure them of the reality-distorting genetic condition with which they’ve each been born.
It is inescapable.
To cease forming opinions and beliefs is not an option for the confident man, nor is seeing the world as it truly exists.
There is only one thing he can do.
Only one hope to curb his delusion and the damage it perpetuates:
Be less confident.
The greatest wave to be on is wanting things, but simultaneously being fine without having them. Whenever I'm living in this state, I know I'm winning
Wanting things but also feeling like I need them is just desperation. All of my decisions are suddenly backed by scarcity. I can't mess up given the perceived risks, therefore I'm trying to prevent pain rather than embrace opportunity
Not wanting things but also feeling like I don't need them is just cowardice. I'm simply sitting out of the game. So much triumph to be experienced but I'm choosing to philosophize about my life instead of living it
Nothing more pure than than passion. You desire that sweet taste of personal victory. That euphoric rush of the proverbial buzzer beater. Envisioning your ideal reality causes nervousness and excitement to dance with each other
But adorning it all is unforced gratitude. Perpetually thankful to be given another shot at another day. You see yourself as the luckiest person in the world just because you love who you are and where you're going