Playing in a Higher Gear

Under the rough exterior of every man, there is a force that weighs down upon his very being. Many say they’ve “beaten” it, or it doesn’t affect them.

But most are just one misadventure away from the facade crumbling from under them.

The FEAR OF DEATH is a plague to the modern man. Our strongest biological imperative, every cell in our body wired to avoid it at all costs.

The grand irony of the modern world is that through all its operations and technology to safeguard man, it has made man AFRAID of death.

Death isn’t normal anymore.

All of humanity’s “progress” to this point has been an attempt to transcend nature. Leave the forests, no predators in cities, stay inside where the AC will keep you cool, every small injury warrants pills being SHOVED down your throat.

It’s become man’s DEFAULT state to run away from everything that’s even a little alarming or discomforting. To hide where it’s “SAFE”. It permeates EVERY single aspect of our culture. Think about it.

Every fucking new technology just ushers in a new echelon of COMFORT and convenience. Women? Just swipe your pixels. Food? Just swipe your pixels. Clothes? ANY FUCKING PRODUCT YOU WANT? It’ll be at your door within two days.

However, the fact remains that when it’s all said and done, man can NEVER transcend nature. Death has YOUR fucking number. One day it’ll come to collect it’s due.

No machine, no pill, no AI can provide you relief or a passage away from death.

Our ancestors knew this. The Greeks and Romans would train young boys rigorously, teach them that death in battle was the most fucking HONORABLE way to go. It was known that death is a part of life, as natural as breathing.

This fear of death that every man carries with him is a symptom of the modern world. It’s completely PARALYZING.

Why are you afraid to be embarrassed? To be rejected? To say a joke and have no one laugh?

Because on some subconscious level, you’re AFRAID to die. Our brains have been wired to react to anything painful as a gateway to death.

SELF PRESERVATION IS THE STRONGEST FORCE A MAN HAS. But the modern world puts it to work against you.

In the old times, self preservation would make you avoid provoking the sabertooth tiger so you wouldn’t get devoured.

Now, that same baseline instinct has been TWISTED to keep you a slave. It kicks in when you second guess yourself on a BALLSY play, or when you decide not to approach that 10 you saw at Whole Foods.

The reason I preach FINANCIAL pressure and putting yourself in all these crazy situations is that there is one simple truth that will DEMOLISH any and all fear of death inside you...

It’s not real.

Seriously, it’s that simple. YOU DON’T DIE when you lose millions, when you get blown out of the water on a deal, when you get turned down by a girl. You know it, logically.

But the only way you INTERNALIZE it is by going through it. When you’ve dragged yourself over and over again through the PITS of hell, when you’ve found yourself in situations so crazy that NOT A SOUL would believe you, and you come out each and every time...

You realize death is a lie. There’s always a way out. And when your time comes... you sure as hell ain't gonna be here to moan and whine about it.

Going broke, being down horrendously, guns pointed in your face, tasting the peaks of the world and having it all being taken from you, and coming out of the other side alive...

Makes you into a different kind of DEMON.

The journey of life isn’t about being a good little slave and dying peacefully. At least, MINE isn’t.

When you know your time is coming, and nothing can affect you, it’s the FREEST feeling you’ll ever feel.

People don’t talk about their real opinions because they are “afraid” they’ll be judged by everyone. SELF PRESERVATION. Everyone does it and look what happens? A complete BITCH society. Coddling everyone.

Speak your fucking mind. Talk back to ANY motherfucker that disrespects you, pursue crazy deals and crazier women with such swagger and boldness that the devil himself writes your name in his book.

WOULD YOU RATHER GO TO THE GRAVE, DREAMS UNREALIZED, PUSHED AROUND BY EVERY FORCE THAT WANTED TO CONTROL YOU, MANHOOD STOLEN FROM YOU?

OR WOULD YOU RATHER TAKE EVERY OUNCE OF ENERGY YOU HAVE, AND POUR IT INTO THE WORLD, GOING TO THE GRAVE IN A GLORIOUS BLAZE OF FIRE? DRIVING YOUR BODY TO ITS LIMITS, DISCOVERING YOUR DEEPEST SELF?

Don’t even get me started on motherfuckers who are constantly afraid of OTHER people dying.

Their loved ones, friends, etc.

I’ve been to more funerals of people I’ve loved than I care to remember. The funniest thing I noticed was that every single time, without fail...

The motherfuckers that spent the least time, went on the least adventures, had the least deep conversations with the deceased, are the ones crying the hardest, giving overblown speeches about how much they meant to them.

When you’ve gone through hell and heaven with someone, when you’ve shared laughs, anger, tears, you can move on from their death. It’s what they would’ve wanted you to do, and you know that for certain. You’ve drank your share from the goblet of life together.

When people are afraid of others dying, 99.9% of the time it’s a coping mechanism to deal with the inner GUILT they have for not truly understanding and spending time with those people.

A man that has crossed the point of NO RETURN in regards to death, flips a switch somewhere deep down inside. Every action you take, from walking to your steakhouse to closing a MASSIVE deal, becomes accented by the VOID.

Women recognize it. Men of power recognize it. Every single maneuver you execute is fueled by a PASSION for life deeper than anything material, MAGNETIZING everybody you meet.

Men are built to TEAR down worlds and rebuild them in their own image. When you choose to walk down this path, you must be willing to LET GO of all earthly attachments.

It can get lonely. Friends and family will never truly understand you. You will conquer beautiful women and lose them all the same because of the INTENSITY you live at... but they will never forget you. There’s nothing honorable about disgracing your descendants just to get your tip wet.

Ruling and commanding are the activities most natural to man.

That’s why it’s absolutely IMPERATIVE that you find your tribe, find men cut from the same CLOTH as you.

The worth of a man will ALWAYS be, and still is, to be proven in a trial by fire along his brothers.