“The poor people give while the greedy rich bastards keep everything for themselves.”
Now let’s analyze this obvious nonsense and a lame attempt to justify the fear and laziness in more details.
Let’s say that I’m poor. I have $112.54 in my bank account and still have to live 6 days until my next, extremely low salary lands on my account. By the way, I’m making ridiculously little money while working for 8 straight hours, Monday to Friday.
I’m not married, have no kids, and I live in a rented studio apartment at the edges of the city where the rats, gangsters, and junkies rule.
This is my life. This is who I am. I’m a flat broke dumbass who is lazy to learn and develop in order to improve his own life.
To justify my own lows and laziness, I have a habit of spending 40% of my funny monthly income in a local bar. Just so I could watch that hot ass of the young, blond waitress.
And when I’m chatting with the folks, holding a cold beer in my hand, I’m using the all times favorites:
- “Money is not that important”
- “Money corrupts people”
- “That greedy old thwart”
- “System sucks”
- “I’m unlucky”
- “Spread the wealth you rich bitch”
and many, many other similar bullshit statements.
I know that I will never have the pleasure to fuck that beautiful ass. At least not until I decide to change.
One night, as I was focusing the great looking set of boobs leaning over the pool table, a stranger sat next to me.
Naturally, we started talking. An hour later, I realized that I’m chatting with some wealthy prick who came to preach about the importance of self-awareness, personal development, benefits of learning the system and mastering the money game.
Then he wrapped all that shit in a lesson about the importance of balancing the giving and receiving. He claimed that one has to allocate the part of his time and assets to help the others.
“Every rich person on this planet does that regularly. Do you think we would have such an advanced medicine if it wasn’t for private donations?” He ended his monolog.
Now, you can imagine my state of mind in a cigarette smoke saturated bar after the fourth dark beer. Nothing would thrill me more than to kick his little rich ass.
But then he said something that woke me up entirely.
He said, and I quote:
“Imagine what you could do for your community if you would have a couple of millions to spare on a charity each month. Imagine the progress of all who resides here. Now, I want you to imagine the respect they would have for you if you would help them develop. If you could be that change they are all expecting and dreaming about.”
It just hit me. Do you help more if you have $120 to spare or when investing $500.000 in a community center, education, and sports for youth?
I felt genuinely ashamed of myself. What the fuck did I do with my life? Why the fuck did I expect to make anything good for myself or for anyone else if I’m flat broke and full of anger and envy?
“Can you help me learn?” I asked him.
“Yes”, he said and gave me his card. “Call me in three days, at 9 AM sharp.”
I was sure that there was a catch with all that precision. And I was damn right. Being punctuate and organized made all the difference.
5 years after I met that man, I’ve successfully allocated $120.000 to equip the local school with the high-speed Internet and the whole bunch of desktop computers. I also added $20.000 in the additional education of the school staff to use those assets in the best interest of the kids and the community.
2 years later, I built a small but popular community center with the free consulting service where specialists teach young and old, men and women how to manage their finances and how to earn more.
Now, 10 years later, there are no gangsters, no junkies and no fucking annoying rats all over the freaking place. People are even trying to persuade me to run for a major.
It’s a nice gesture but that’s just not my kind of a thing. I love what I do best – building things and making people happy.
When I see them all smiling and nodding their heads when we meet on the sidewalk, it makes me fly high. Nothing beats that feeling. You became the change they were all desperately needing.
And now, you have the best seat in the house and the best ass to fuck whenever you feel like it.
- Stop envying those more successful than you
- Instead, learn from them!
- Avoid blaming and justification. It won’t do you any good.
- Focus on how to develop in every segment of your life
- Find a mentor
- Transform your freakishly short time on this planet into an asset
- Learn how to manage the money (like you’ve learned how to operate the piece of the equipment you are using at your job)
- Invest yourself in your local community and be the change they desperately need
- Focus on a positive and not on a negative because what you focus on expands!
- Read THIS!