I don’t get it

I am the master of the how-to, trust me on this.

You can even challenge me, you’ll be surprised of the stuff that I know or that I can do, from sophisticated option trading, to IT stuff, coding, photography, SEO, SEM, cooking . . . and – best of all – if I don’t know or if I can’t do it, I will tell you right away “I don’t know”.  BONUS:  If I know I can figure it out, I will let you know.

I have set my mind to do a lot of things in my life, and I was ridiculed and laugh at when I started.  Once I achieved them, the same people diminished my accomplishments, they didn’t say “I was wrong” or “Congratulations”; and that is what I wanted to hear; because as I was down working my ass off, on my way to achieve those things, a big part of my motivation was to prove them wrong.  Which leads me to a big 2-step problem:

1. I am externally motivated:  I need to please people, and I need to have people validate my efforts and value.  I know it’s bad, I am working on it.
2. As of now, I have achieved everything I had set myself to achieve.  And to me it is not enough.  I shoot for the moon, and there I am.  I should have aimed for the sun, or Andromeda, or to discover alien life in the far far galaxies, the trajectory would have propelled me a lot further.

So, I look outside for bread crums, for guidance, for a HOW-TO book to achieve my dreams and goals, I’ve got everything there is to be needed:

1. Money
2. Contacts
3. Time
4. Knowledge
5. Education
6. Experience
7. Health
8. Logistics

And yet, I tell myself that I don’t have enough money, time, experience, you name it, and when someone tells me so, I listen to them.  Not good.

And then, the part that I don’t get it, is when I see people who have less then me sell other people into believing that they are gurus. How can they look at themselves in the mirror, and how can these people believe that BS.  Take for instance Lilou, watch her video I have a Dream.  What’s up with that?  She tells us all about what she wants, she shows us her cleavage (I’ve seen better), her fuck-me-red lipstick and her curves in a way that if a guy were to look at her that way in an office he would be fired for sexual harassment.  Hello?  And of course she’s way off target, TV is dead, long live You Tube and the internet TV.  Lilou, what have you got to offer?  You want to motivate me?  What are you doing?  You are the internet equivalent of a beggar: give me, give me, do this for me.  Why?  What have you to offer me?  Take the audio off your video, and remove the words, it looks like a promo video for an escort service.  Do you offer GFE?

And of course, birds of feather flock together: Sandy Grason’s cleavage is even better.  And I have to say, that Sandy does offer something: her journaling philosophy.  You night not agree with her, you might not like it or her, but she’s making an effort to offer something.  And like everything else in life or business, she’s offering an idea, a primer for anyone to make it their own, personalize it, to fit who they really are and take the benefits that one seeks and deserves.  In a way this blog is my own version of Sandy’s journalizing thing.  Maybe! Since I have not read her site, I have only watched a couple of her video, and I was surely distracted by her cleavage.

YES I confess, I have fantasized about a 3 some with Sandy and Lilou, I’m a guy, and you show me your goods, what am I to do?  Chant like a monk?  Or let the monkey go free?  LMAO.