What are your ultimate goals from life?
It’s easy to reflexively say “A Ferrai, a mansion, millions of pounds” – but do you really mean that? What are you willing to put yourself through to get there? What hardships will you endure? How many setbacks are you willing to pick yourself up from? Do you really believe you can do it, deep down in your core? Are you prepared to risk total failure?
The higher you aim, the more likely you are to miss, and have to face up to the fact that you simply weren’t good enough. No more pretty lies. Can you do that? Can you still try again in the face of crushing despair? Or will you just reach a level of competency, somewhat above average, and just stay there, unwilling to risk what is needed? We go in far in life as we believe we deserve, and that we feel we are capable of.
Personally, I’ve always had ambition to achieve the greatest things, true top 0.01% success. But I never actually did anything about it, consoling myself with “Well, I could do it if I want.” School came easy, I was top of the class without ever having to apply myself. I coasted through my 20s, wasting years on video games and weed. Living in the comparatively impoverished north of England, I easily outranked all of my peers in earning power. And then I turned 30, moved to London, and realised I was in fact a worm.
I was surrounded by rich and successful people, who actually had what I’d always assumed I’d get – and yet despite working my way up to a highly paid job, I was still in reality nowhere closer to achieving.
All the ambition in the world won’t get you anywhere without the burning drive to make it happen, and the willingness to risk your ego – that part of yourself that tells you what a fucking awesome man you are simply because you’re just above average. You need to cultivate a healthy sense of entitlement. You need to believe that you deserve ultimate success as your birthright. Anything short of total fulfilment of your loftiest goals will then literally disgust you, and seem a burning failure.
As I’ve learned over the last couple of years – it’s not for most. Most people prefer not to push themselves too far, in case they find out they’re not actually capable of getting there. Ego preservation. There isn’t enough room at the top for everyone, and if you ultimately fail, you can no longer rationalise it away to yourself, saying “I could have if I wanted to.” You tried, and you failed. Who wants to risk that? Not many.
You will have to endure hardship. How much can you put yourself through to realise your aims? Let’s put it like this. I’ve recently moved back home with the folks to save cash. I voluntarily walked out of a job that paid me $250,000/year in London because it wasn’t good enough. To put that in perspective, I could have been a millionaire in 5 years whilst still having $50k a year to spend. And that’s not even as far up the career ladder as I could have gone in my profession. I could have doubled that salary within a year or two. I’ve taken myself from living in one of the premier capitals in the world, eating at Michelin starred restaurants, living in a $3,000,000 apartment – to sitting on my own in a tiny pisspot village in the north of England, no social life to speak of, no money coming in, living on a budget, all in order so that I can learn to become a successful trader. Why? Because I can earn tens of millions through trading, the kind of money that it would have taken me decades to amass, all whilst living completely on my own terms as a man, and not having to work underneath some dickhead and kiss corporate ass. My ambition is such that without a second thought, I walked out of what 99% could never even dream of achieving. Short term pain for long term gain.
How many people in this part of the internet have ever earned that much money? And of those, how many do you think would be willing to just walk out of it? Or would instead they just sit around stroking their ego boners, like they do with everything else, covering their insecurities? “I’m so alpha, check out my money faggots”.
I won’t be content with what everyone else has. I know I deserve better. So I have to take steps to get there that normal people aren’t willing to take. Remember – if you do what everyone does, you’ll get what everyone else has got – which is fuck all.
If you really want to do this, then don’t forget – failure is just a mindset. You actually can’t fail if you refuse to accept failure as a valid outcome. You either succeed, or you die trying. Do you want be the man who can look himself in the eye in the mirror and know he is trying everything he can to achieve his biggest dreams? Or do you want to be the man who looks at himself, shouts “you’re the man!” because he shagged a few 7s and earns above national average wage, ignoring the little voice inside his head telling him he’s lying to himself? You decide. But don’t come and try to pretend to me that you’re living the life you really want to if you pick the latter option. I can see straight through your hollow “masculine language” and proclamations of “alphaness” in a nanosecond.
I’ve come to realise over the past year or so of blogging that even amongst this part of the internet, 95% of people don’t actually want to genuinely achieve real success. They’re content with just being able to pick up a few women, get a couple of muscles, and tell themselves how great they are, because they don’t want to risk their fragile little egos by failing. I’ve explained almost every detail of what is required to have a successful mindset in various posts, in order to actually achieve true success in life, and every time I write, I can just hear the whooshing noise as it goes over nearly everyone’s heads.
To those of you who appreciate what I write – thank you, and I hope it helps you in some way. I’ll see you in Monaco on the superyacht.
To the rest of you – enjoy your life of “a bit better than most”, and I hope when you get to the end of it, you don’t look back and realise you pussied out of going after what you really wanted, because you were afraid to fail.
So where does this leave me now? Time to put up or shut up. I can walk back into a job in London within a week any time I choose. But I’m not going to do that. Earning more than most of the population is utter failure to me. Learning to trade is a process that usually takes years. It attracts the brightest and most ambitious minds in the world, and 5% of the market takes the other 95%’s money – it’s an uphill battle, and I’m aiming to turn it around inside of 6 months. The one circumstance under which I would be prepared to work again is when I am consistently making profit from trading, and I simply need to raise capital to accelerate the process. But even then I probably wouldn’t- I have several wealthy friends who are willing to invest in me.
I’m also deactivating my Twitter account, as it’s becoming an unwelcome distraction. Those friends I have made have other ways to get in touch, and I can always be reached on email here. It’s like bad soap opera these days, and I simply can’t take anything from it any more. You have to surround yourself with like-minded people to get to where you want to go, and I can’t find many where I’m looking currently. MattC hit the nail on the head with his post Power and Status last year.
I’ll still continue to blog now and again, detailing more elements of what is takes to get to where you want to go in life for those who are interested. Discipline. Mastery of the mind. Destroying insecurity. How to tackle a goal piece by piece.
Ciao for now.