I sent this to a dear old friend late last night on Facebook and thought i might share it here too:
I’ve only found two ways of getting anywhere: either know somebody, or keep plugging away until you’ve run clean out of failure.
The first is the hardest to achieve, unless you’re naturally social and hang out at places where the people you need to meet are.
But the second is the hardest to endure. That’s the way i had to go, because i’m a nasty person with a big fat mouth and most of the people i know who are in positions to help me get to that next rung don’t want to associate themselves with me – and i’m fine with that, because their type are largely assholes, as far as i’m concerned. However, i’ve long been treading water, both financially and emotionally, and it really was right when i was just about to drown that my current job fell into place, EVEN THOUGH i flubbed the interview and honestly wasn’t qualified and nearly failed out of training.
So i think the third thing might be the secret way: want something as hard as you fucking can. If you’re not totally sure what you want yet, that’s cool. Just find something small, and want the ever-living shit out of it. Then want something a little bigger, once you’ve had that small thing for long enough that it’s not enough anymore.
You know about Intent. You know about Will. I don’t think there is anything magical about it at all. I think that whatever it is that a person wants, if they want it bad enough, they will subconsciously find some way to get to it. Even if it’s blood from a stone.
Don’t get me wrong: i’m still in the shits financially, and one of these days i’m going to be doing jail time over it (yes they can do that), and when they ever finally start garnishing my paychecks i’ll certainly be living somewhere even less desirable than where i’m at, and i’ll lose my beloved, cherished dogs to boot. But for right now, i’m surviving as best i can, and in between serious, jolting freak-outs over money woes, i’m pretty happy about where i’m currently at. Because i wanted something really, really hard, and i got it.
I also wanted to lose some weight and get in better shape, and that started to happen, despite my solid history of terrible, crippling laziness and chronic mental and physical exhaustion… because i wanted that so goddamn bad i actually started making it happen all by myself. I am telling you, this shit works! But you got to want something roughly obtainable, and you absolutely gotta want it like you’ve never wanted anything else in your life ever before. I mean, you got to want it so bad you start really punching above your weight class. You gotta get mad to get even; you gotta get motivated by the sheer mind-erasing sadness of existence to start digging in with all of your might and claw furiously at anything in your way so you can get into a spot just clear enough that you can make a break for it. And then run like hell for the other side; don’t fucking pay attention to the bullets or the enemy or anything else. Tunnel vision. That’s what you need to get. Fury. Sheer WILL.
p.s.: This isn’t about wishful thinking, or the so-called Law of Attraction (aka “The Secret”). This is about applying your will to action.