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Our Thoughts Create Our World
Not much to add there honestly. However its quite deep. Our thoughts make everything we do or receive materialize. Life is a series of actions yes, but our thoughts predate all our actions. And so I ask: What are YOU Thinking about?
-Mindset.
What is your mindset?
Mine has been to have a business but not build it for years. I’ll admit it.
I wanted a business.
I wanted success.
I wanted the dream.
But my mindset dictated a minimal man. Oh I talked the talk and walked the walk- but I wasn’t making moves. Why you ask? Mindset. Mine was one of coasting. I’d take a first step, sometimes a second and then stop. Fear would set in. Or I’d get my paycheck from my union job and realize I wasn’t too hungry. My belly wasn’t quite empty. I was semi-full a little too often. Mindset when I worked freelance was that f a hungry cub, union work had made me into a gazelle. You see my thoughts had created safety out of my desire for a steady paycheck. No more. Now I want it all!
-Visualizing the end goal.
This is so integral I might call it breathing.
To win the race you have to visualize the victory. You have to see it to make it happen. Everyone says they are winners.
Everyone says they want it all. And yet and still at the end of the night they go to bed dreaming of nothing and only visualizing the rent, the car note, co-pays, and the other daily nonsense. Nonsense! Tony you are a jerk! No. Tony has the same bills, worries and needs. The difference: these items equal fuel for me. I see my cost basis as a starting point in earnings. I see the Lamborghini for sure, and I also see a life where con edison is my ally by supplying my electricity and not an enemy for charging me for it.
-Making the end goal materialize
Now that you know what you have to see in the minds eye- how the heck do you get it?!
Simple: steadfast dedication. Commitment.
Make your goal as simple and as regular as breathing. That’s it. And yes you will stumble. You will fail. However you can’t get it right without making moves. All of this starts in your mind. Let your thoughts be a compass. Thoughts can not only lead the way but create a future and blaze a path.
I promise what you think of is what you will get.
If you think you are a loser you will be.
If you think of only that one moment, that one moment that counts- you will succeed.
Bruce Jenner did this. When he won his gold medal he focused only on being better than he was. On only giving more that ne had ever given. To let that last sinew create magic. His thoughts were filled only with success. And for a dyslexic male he has triumphed beyond what he was destined for statistically.
Are you ready to commit?
Is your mind set on this one goal?
If your mind is set on creating destiny it will. If its set on mediocrity you will reap just that.
Let your world be your thoughts and your thoughts be your world.
Only let GREATNESS be your thoughts.
#thriveorsurvive.
Bold enough to believe the impossible.
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Act as if what you do makes a difference. It does. -Willaim James
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This is so good I won’t even post today.
I’ve been eclipsed! And I’m glad.
Don’t Be a Complainer by Jim Rohn
Complaining. There’s room for legitimate complaining, but if you let this deadly disease of attitude – complaining – loose, it will conquer you. Complaining can take over your life, destroy you and leave you without anything. Nobody wants to take along a complainer. Nobody wants to promote a complainer. Nobody wants to live with one. Nobody wants to be a partner of one. Nobody wants to have one around. Complaining leaves you out of more opportunities than you can possibly imagine if you let it take over and grab you by the throat. If you don’t think complaining is bad ask the children of Israel of Old Testament fame. Now let me say something right here, they are typical of us all (if we had ourselves in a similar position); their story just happened to get in the Book.
The story says that the children of Israel are slaves in Egypt. God performed a series of dazzling miracles and gets them out. Now they have their freedom and are heading for the Promised Land. But… the tragedy of the story – they never got there. Reason – from day one they started to complain.
They griped about the food – they had just been delivered from slavery and they are complaining about the food?! They complained and cried and griped about the water. In the desert they HAD water to drink, but… it didn’t taste that good?! They complained about the leadership… that had just delivered them from slavery?! They complained that it was too hot, too cold, too far, too difficult, and too rocky. They cried for years – forty to be exact. Finally, God said I’ve had it – trip cancelled!
The story says that they died in the desert and never reached the Promised Land – after all that trouble! I believe this story teaches two things:
1) Indulge in complaining long enough and you will get your future cancelled – future promotions, future opportunities.
2) Even God himself can only take so much complaining.
I think you get my point. Complaining is not for the winners in life. You must focus on what you can do, not what you cannot. And you must focus on the opportunities not the difficulties. When you do this you will not only inspire yourself but you will be an example for others to follow as well.
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So many of you noticed I haven’t posted for a few days. And many also noticed that my last article wasn’t finance or entrepreneurial based. Heck it had no place in this blog by most standards. However it was a step, a big step actually. You see I wrote that article for a separate site. And my reasons were threefold.
-To express myself.
-To hone my craft.
-To make a modest or marvelous writing career materialize.
Ill break it down real quick.
-To express myself.
I’m sure my mother would say I always wanted to talk lol. She tells stories of me being young and talking to anyone and everyone. From being on the train coming from brooklyn @ 2 years old talking to drunks, to speaking with prostitutes and anyone who would listen- I’ve always spoke. And about as far back as I can remember writing I remember being a poet as well. Now as time has progressed so has my skill and subject matter. Far from being a master, I’m simply a novice who knows such. I’m barely trained in the classical sense but find that to be a trivial if not irrelevant matter. In the day and age of computers and the advent of blogging I find that will to create and share in an honest fashion will triumph.
That being said, I just say what I want. I always wanted to be an entrepreneur and sold stickers in elementary school. So naturally my first blog was focused on success and entrepreneurial growth. And now my extra efforts are being set aside to focus on my other loves and perhaps a good bit of exposure.
-To hone my craft.
To do anything is to do it well or you’re wasting time. I write because it pleases me. And as I grow older I’ve also decided to write for gain. If not cash gain at least respect. I’ve decided that I won’t do anything unless I do it all right. There is a fine line between just putting out words and speaking truth with a masters touch. Now I’m not a master but I look forward simply towards its journey.
-To make a modest or marvelous writing career materialize.
As long as I’ve been able to write I’ve written for more than school. Poetry, rap lyrics, papers that weren’t required. It never mattered. I’ve written and written. And as an adult I’ve realized I want it to be a career. I may not win a pulitzer etc etc- but I will follow through on my dream. This month and the next I have features and columns coming out in 3 different venues not my own. I’m also doing much of this for free. Why you ask? Simply for the love of my craft. I will write until I’m dead and that being so I will attempt to make a career of it. Nothing in this life is good unless you make it such. And so I shall.
#thriveorsurvive.
“There are no great limits to growth because there are no limits of human intelligence, imagination & wonder.” -Ronald Reagan
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To RAP or not too RAP (that is the question)
So, as a self proclaimed lyricist I have to say I’m quite sick of rap. We went from being the moving force to being a marketing one. And its ugly. I grew up with Live at the Barbecue, 36 Chambers, The Infamous, and a few others that were game changers. As a poet first and lyricist later rap exploded larger than life in my mind and my ears. As a teen I went through so many Walkmans I should probably send a check to my dad. I stole his headphones, broke even more Walkmans and then had the audacity to play that jungle music as loud as I could get away with.
Its funny looking back but I remember when words were lined with provoking thoughts and slick soliloquies- and to me I couldn’t live without the words or the girls. Now as a full fledged adult I find it disheartening that marketing is all that’s left of hip hop in the mainstream. Let’s unpack this.
Anyone know of the Jungle Brothers? Or GURU? How about Poor righteous Teachers and Wise Intelligent? Heard the tracks Hurricane Sturang or Wordsmith? These are songs by artists who are amazing. Their style, intelligence, and delivery is obvious to even the most benign poser. However I’d bet you don’t know Sturang of OGC or Chino XL who penned Wordsmith which is the most amazing homonym I’ve heard. Know what a homonym is? Words that sound the same but have different meanings. I’m weak this week- get it? Cool.
Kool G Rap, Rakim and Canibus are a few word wizards I won’t even discuss because they are epic and half of the rap fans won’t listen or aint heard of em. Suffice it to say their greatness is unparalleled. These men twisted words at a whim. To create whole worlds on wax was nothing.
Now I’m jumbling names and eras and I’m sure I’ll piss off a few fans and hip hop heads. Honestly I don’t care. My beef is with the marketing devils that have raped hip hop in pursuit of a fiscal agenda that is to rap what stage four cancer is to a child. Ouch!- I know. However let’s backtrack a bit more.
Everyone remembers Tupac as a leader, poet rapper, and activist. I purposely didn’t include him. Yes he was larger than life. And yes his themes were sick, and needed. Brenda’s got a baby- ridiculous. Dear mama, of course. But on a whole his work was uninspiring and not legendary or classic. Before you label me a heretic let me expound on it. The guy did like 3000 tracks and most are wack! That’s not good rap. Good work ethic yes but that’s it.
However even he was speaking his mind and I salute that. Nowadays we don’t even have a Pac. Hell Big L is gone too! Anyone who could speak truth about their world and transcend it while droppin’ science and true skills are gone. Nas and Jay-z are still here too but I got bones to pick with them.
-Nas not so much. I always know where Nas stands. He does the music he wants and I always get great music and themes. Concepts that evolve as I listen and some that even Rewind (great track). I just want more.
-As for Jay-z, I’m disgusted. To me he is amazing rapper, but no lyricist. And as he transforms himself from man to mogul deeper and deeper he takes rap with him. All marketing and cliches. Cheap pauses filled with marketing. Okay I’m being a jerk but I’m not pleased. All I hear about is Sean Carter and his creations. No more originality. No more truth. Just success stories and chest pounding. Ugh. And a man in his position could be giving true lyricists a chance all day. But he won’t. As not more that a rapper he may not know how. We may relate to his stories, and as such we love them- but that isn’t a lyricist make.
And as for Cam, Diddy, Birdman, Wayne and all the other clever little peacocks- take a hiatus please. Enough bragging and whores. Enough rented whips and cribs.
Enough pretending.
You are all selling out just for a dollar.
How about doing what you love?
How about not objectifying women and schooling the youth in drugs clothes and hoes?
Guess it isn’t worth it to lead when you can follow…
And so I stand at the precipice, a man with a career and a dream as well. And yet I abhor the idea that I’d become the very fools who parade and preen in gaudy rented jewels and womens clothes. I loathe the idea of being that guy signed to live nation for the cheddar- and my real fans can’t afford the tickets. As it stands I rarely record. I have, no question. And its awesome. The pen is mightier than any sword and creates a bond between me and intelligent people, readers, my friends and even my blackberry lol. I copped my first smartphone just to get a full size qwerty keyboard. That Nokia 9300 damn near built my career as a lyricist. At the least it made me happy. And I penned marvelous stories, poems, soliloquies, and so on late into the night. My love for words demands satisfaction. It demands retribution for the death of real Hip Hop. However I prefer the shadows. I write for me. I rhyme for my friends. I share my prose with the few who know what hip hop is. I write for the sake of writing. To expand my knowledge and the truth of rap.
However the game don’t love me. It only wants me to give what it wants, to sell its products. I won’t endorse fools. I won’t sellout. And so as I write this I find myself still in a quandary.
To RAP or not too RAP,that is the question.
For now I think ill J Edgar it and keep my secrets.
Peace,
T3