Quote: (01-28-2019 04:13 PM)xmlenigma Wrote:
Quote: (01-01-2019 09:39 AM)Dulceácido Wrote:
This....
I crush younger guys nowadays. There is no way they can compete with me. It's exactly like you've said--it's overwhelmingly unfair.
Kind of off topic, but I couldn't agree more.
I'm operating on another level now. Young dudes don't even understand how much they don't understand. It's like I'm playing chess and they're stuck on checkers.
I feel sorry for them. Not in a hateful/spiteful way--I feel sorry for them, like I want to help them and show them. Like I am really concerned about them and their well-being and development kinda way. I can see the whole battlefield now and they can't.... It sucks that human life span is so limited. It takes about 40 years for you to figure shit out, then you've got maybe 40 more to operate with, but you're operating at the end of the game with failing health... Beautiful irony.
Details Details Data Sheet..
Experience & Exposure helps.. I see that. But in a Dense Metro like NYC or HK where one mingles in Elite circles even plenty of younger fellows have seen quite a many continents on rich daddies dime(s) and are part of fancy cliques.
So, I'd like to heat the specifics, details, data & CONTEXT of your "views".
Because, context is everything to FRAME a scenario.
So you are 30/ 40/ 50? and you are running circles around 20/ 25/ 30 year olds? ... Pick some specifics & add some details, colors & context so that I can visualize what you SEE/ PERCEIVE etc.
So, I can tell you by your demand/need/thirst for details and "data" that you're probably going to fall squarely into the category of "you just won't get it." I don't mean that condescendingly. I just mean, it's not simple like that. Everyone wants it to be simple. "I need details! Just give me the data!"
Here are your details (as personal as I care to divulge here): I'm in my forties. I don't need to work because I worked my ass off for many years, never married, so I was never divorce raped. I don't have kids that have ripped away my life savings so that they may have Beats Headphones, an iPhone X, and all the other luxuries life has to offer and still call me a piece of shit and say they weren't raised properly and I was a horrible father. Instead, I invested my money and invested in myself. I'm horribly addicted to health and fitness and I take care of my body and my soul. I'm not an alcoholic. I'm not a drug addict. I don't have any enemies in my life. I don't hold any grudges. I try to never tell a lie. I go out of my way not to hurt others. I've travelled all over the world and I've lived in riches and in poverty--best of times/worst of times scenario. I've fought in combat more times than I'd like to have, but sometimes, I wish I had one more battle to fight. I am one of the most disciplined guys you will ever meet. My mind is in the right place. I try to see everything from a "cosmic viewpoint" instead being a selfish prick who can't observe the big picture. I don't ask anybody for anything and I, generally, try to help others. I don't need "things." They are not important to me at all. I don't collect "shit." I am minimalistic--but I'm also a little snobby in that the few things I tend to have are usually very nice or unique. I live like a Spartan. I'm my own worst critic. I'm very hard on myself and in a constant state of seeking improvement. I'm comfortable with myself and the fact that I will never be perfect, but I will try my hardest to do so--not just once, but every day. I, literally, say to myself every morning, "today you are going to become better than you were yesterday." I prefer my own company to the company of most other people. I've select group of friends who I can trust with my life. I don't owe anyone anything and no one can say I ever fucked them over intentionally or for my own gain. I'm in a pretty good place in life--I had to suffer to get here, but I wouldn't change a thing because if I had to break down my life in years, I'd say any 2 years of my adult life would equate to an average person's entire life experience. So, that's it. That's the "secret hack" you're looking for. Go do to the things I've done and you'll understand. It's not something I've the capability to package nicely and neatly into an internet forum post and Voila! you'll know exactly what I've explained. It takes time, blood, sweat, heartache, triumph, jubilance, tragedy, happiness, depression, uncertainty, victories, losses, and so on, and so on. And, in that way, I have an incredibly unfair advantage over your average dude in his 20's.
For your "data," I'll offer that out of sheer curiosity, a break of monotony, and self improvement, I decided to seek a doctorate degree, which put me directly in the midst of an entire institution of 20-somethings. And that is where I have made these observations. I am treated with a level of respect from the men and I still get hit on by the girls. I'm always invited out with them and I'm usually the first person they come to for advice/guidance. I don't speak down to them and I don't try to persuade them. I'm very Socratic when I offer them advice--that means, they ask me questions and instead of answering them directly, I ask them questions, instead, in regards to what they've asked me and talk them down a path where they figure it out for themselves.
And, if that's not detailed enough, or not enough data, you'll have to forgive me. I've actually thought about trying to write it all up--and I could, but I'd have to divulge large parts of my personal life in a public forum, which I am not willing to do, AND, it would be a fucking 1600 page novel. So, if you're looking for answers and I've failed in that respect, then I'll recommend that you go seek it for yourself and on your own. Take risks. Get injured. Ride the bike without the helmet. Go skateboarding without kneepads. Stay out after dark. Get into a fistfight. Kick someone ass. Have your ass kicked. Have your heart broken. Break someone's heart. Experience that girlfriend that slashed her wrists in your bathtub. Watch your mom slowly die of cancer. Get blown up by an IED and spend months in the hospital re-learning to feed yourself and tie your shoes. Date a model. Date a porn star. Learn a foreign language or two. Live in a foreign land where 'Merica ain't gonna come save you when you fuck up. Learn to build something. Learn how to fix your fucking car for Christ's sake. Go hunting. Jump out of an airplane. Stop being so fucking lazy! Stop procrastinating! Open your eyes and look around and then realize, this is it. Whatever "this" is--whatever you are doing right now--is "it." That's it. That's all you've got. Because the past is gone and you've no idea what's going to happen even one second from now. Look at what you are doing right now in this moment and accept it for what it is.
Pay attention!