Work till you’re dead fuckface!
Why?
What’s The reason? 🤔
Because it’s never enough.
Because you Carry a greed that can never be quenched.
And that is the American way,the global way.
Just like I can never have enough guitar pedals,the rest of you can never have enough “insert bullshit here”
You can’t tap out.
You can’t get a level of stuff that makes you stop.
Makes you step back and say “I have enough”.
I also realized that this is easy to say from my perspective and lot.
But it’s also something that can be exercised.
If you really know, truly, deep down, if you know how hard it can really be..
Everything else is just luxury.
Who gives a shit?
Run against these mother fuckers till you’re in the ground.
Determine your own self worth through “status”.
Piss on that.
And piss on you.
People WILL cut your throat in business, if You find a group of people that won’t?
Good.
I think you only have to follow the rules “enough”.
And I don’t know what I want, but I know I don’t want that.
Under any circumstances. Will not be like step dad, will not chase..
There has to be another motivator.
That one doesn’t work for me, but then again, I have done a lot of drugs.
So I dunno.
Everything feels better when you earn it.
Small scale, large scale.
I’ve heard that you can’t think of it as “grinding”,
You’re supposed to think of it as “hunting”.
And I landed in the position that I’m in, because of balls. Because I went to Josh and I told him that he’s wasting his money on me. My passion has burned out and I would like to start my own company doing radio surveys.
So, he honestly thought about it. And he said he would rather have me in a more fitting position than to have me as a competitor.
Which was really nice.
If I would have gone in and asked for more money, it wouldn’t have worked.
I still would have hated 9:00 to 5:00 in a construction life.
(6-7)
So uh,, balls.
Having the balls to be honest.
I should have done that years ago.
Now my hands are clean and I’m in the air conditioning.
You have to deal with people, you have to be able to navigate that and set traps for Dustin,,
But that’s easy shit.
Easy game.
Brush it off.
As easily as you brush off a hater or a busta, as easily as you brush off the ulterior motives.
Super easy.
Detach.
Only give a shit about the task, everything else is just noise.
Get along ♎ sure, try to. But the task is my win. It’s not about what people think about you, not about gossip.
Just the task.
Everything else is a leech on your penis.
(step aside Butch)
Marcellus Wallace with a shotgun.
Just waiting to blow these mother fuckers away.
Butch is just The facade.
The Outside face.
The image that you prop up against the windows to make people think someone is home.
Wallace is the shotgun.
The shadow.
The true hand on the wheel.
Step aside Butch.
When you need to, just step aside.
(Butch can only take so much abuse)
Indeed.
At some point, You have to step aside and let the metaphorical shotgun do the talking.
Metaphorical.
We’re talking about analogies here.
Just so I’m clear.
Also, fuck you.
dawn 