Category: Words

Whatever happens around you. Don’t take it personally. Nothing other people do is because of you. Deeply… It’ because of themselves. Situations might feel so personal. It honestly has nothing to do with you. What they say, what they do, and the opinions they give are only projections of their own internal thoughts. We all…

My good pal Seneca once penned this… (I’ve studied a lot of his work) “Most human beings, Paulinas,* complain about the meanness of nature, because we are born for a brief span of life, and then because this spell of time that has been given to us rushes by so swiftly and rapidly that with…

Your brain is a lying liar that lies… So I’m not gonna pretend that I know everything but there are some common things floating about the interwebs right now and there’s a little heaviness about which is not good. Life might feel like some hidden force is taking a steaming hot dump on your reality.…

…but your writing can still turn people on. Let’s talk about sex for a minute. And before you get all weird about it… No, I’m not suggesting you strip down and start gyrating at your laptop camera or whatever. Most of us don’t have the body for OnlyFans anyway. I certainly don’t. My belly looks…

And most of you are burning the shit out of it every single day. You don’t just throw a frozen hunk of meat onto a screaming hot pan and pray to the beef gods. That’s how you get leather. Sad, expensive leather that makes everyone hate you. (Incredibly well done steak makes me weep…) You…

The most magnetic thing on earth is liking your own energy. Or what the kids say nowadays; “Vibe” I’ll stick to energy though because it’s a lot deeper than that. Swami Vivekananda had similar notions in his teachings. That were along the lines of “If you don’t befriend your own inner state, it’s hard for…

Quick confession… I’m about to disappear into Battlefield 6. Like, gone gone. Pulled under by the riptide gone. The kind of gone where the couch grows teeth and the controller fuses to my palms and the night blinks and suddenly it’s 3:11 in the morning and the parrot is judging me for war crimes I…

Every now and then. Well… Every couple of months I treat myself to a filthy Mcdonald’s… Yes yes I know I shouldn’t eat that garbage but come on. I’ve been exclusively eating steak and eggs for ages now. So I’m allowed to treat myself on occasion. Truthfully, I don’t know why I put myself through…

It’s been a little while since I’ve done one of these audiotape type things. Some call it a podcast, some call it a random voice note. I’ll go with voice note cause I like sending them. Don’t worry It’s not the crappy $20 lavalier mic. That’s reserved for when I go for my long hikes/walks…

My buddy called me last night. Said something that stuck. “Just read your stuff out loud. Record it. Put it on YouTube.” I laughed. Told him I sound like a dying walrus having an existential crisis. He said that’s the point. This same buddy has nothing to do with the online space like I do.…

Nobody talks about how boring consistency is. For weeks now, I’ve been eating steak and eggs. Same meal. Over and over. I’m so bored I could cry. Although it’s working… I’m not perfect. Maybe 7 out of 10 meals are just steak and eggs. The other 3? I eat whatever I want. This boring routine…

We are not machines. We have souls. We need little bits of music and connections and sunsets with laughter. Those little pockets of joy… …we need to prioritise that. Your life depends on it. Life is not meant to be a cycle of stress and survival or flight or fight. Pause. Look up. Inhale. Sunsets…

Okay not so great Scott Adams (Author of Dilbert) went a little off the deep end a little while ago. I guess politics and other things just make people lose their minds and once they’re far gone, there’s no turning back. Unless turning back is dragging them behind an old 7 Eleven and delivering 2x…

I’m no MMA expert or anything like that, so I’m not going to hit you with some crazy facts about the fighting world. I had a few mention to me that they just weren’t feeling any sort of “vibe” lately. Which is understandable… I know everyone is tired of those THINGS being mentioned. I think…

Let’s talk mindset. Not the Instagram kind. Not the “manifest your matcha latte” kind. The real, ugly, under the fingernails kind. The kind your parents accidentally bent out of shape, out of love, sure, but still… (Sorry, Mom. Sorry, Dad. It’s not your fault. Or maybe it is, but you probably meant well) I’ll also…

Just kidding. But this type of tactic for lack of a better word seems to be popping up everywhere lately. I mean a lot more than usual. Wrong email, wrong link, wrong date… But there’s something that’s even more disgusting. The ones who say they’re hosting a workshop or whatever. You NEED to attend it…

There comes a time when we get so wrapped up in the real world. We get so glued to our day to day routines, we forget about that child like spontaneity we used to have. You ever stay in one place for so long that you want to combust into flames, because you feel like…

Procrastination is a helluva drug. Who wants to do things. Especially the important things when they can just binge watch their favourite show on Netflix, play a video game or get lost in many of the books or endless album recommendations on Spotify? I don’t. The fun stuff is always the best stuff. Important stuff……

So I’m on my way to Scotland for the next few days. So these emails might be early or late. All depends on the signal… …cause out around this neck of the woods (While travelling on the train) I’d be lucky if I get anything that remotely resembles dial up speeds from the 90s. Anyways.…

You’ll find in this little passage over here: “It was a pleasant café, warm and clean and friendly, and I hung up my old waterproof on the coat rack to dry and put my worn and weathered felt hat on the rack above the bench and ordered a café au lait. The waiter brought it…

I’m prepping to vanish for a few days over the weekend, so I’m gonna leave you with another little piece you might find useful… If you haven’t gotten where you need to be. Or you’re always seeing people overtake you. Don’t let that stop you from outworking them. Our success happens when it happens. Sometimes…

We’re all dopamine junkies… We have those days where we’re slumped over our desks like a sack of wet regrets, scrolling through the endless shitstream of notifications, memes, and rage bait that’s turning our brain meat into a dumpster fire. I get it. The endless scroll fest, the notification orgies, the perpetual ping pong match…

“Of all the things I’ve lost I miss my mind the most” – Ozzy Osbourne R.I.P to an absolute legend of the music industry. It also got me thinking about how we all got to know about his antics way back before the internet really took off. He was imho the poster child for virality…

I don’t know about you but I’m standing in my kitchen mainlining coffee. Wondering if today’s the day I’ll finally figure out how to squash my creative chaos into something that resembles an actual career. The point is this… We’re all drowning together Some of us have pool noodles It’s time to share the damn…

A few people have replied to my emails and asked why I don’t post my long form content and ideas on social media. There’s a few reasons. I use social media to find people who have a sense of humour and don’t take life too seriously. They don’t have business or entrepreneurship as their whole…

Now I don’t know if this is specific to England cause I haven’t done as much travelling in the last few years like I used to… But today while the weather was pleasant. I went out for a late afternoon walk. I wasn’t in the mood for a hike, so the next best thing was…

Which has probably made my year to be honest. Long story short. Some dude commented on a friend of mines post from 3-4 years ago. Called him all types of things without any evidence or real world proof, which seems to be the common thing to do nowadays if you don’t like someone… I called…

Allegedly, apparently, maybe-you-saw-that-kiss-cam-too… Listen. I’m not gonna judge you if you’re reading this while wearing a Coldplay t-shirt. (maybe) Let’s talk about Andy Byron, the A.I. wunder CEO of Astronomer, who just got yeeted from business class dignity straight onto a jumbotron of shame. So the setup goes a little something like this: November 2024…

I’ve had a lot of new people arrive here recently. And as much as I need to re-write my automatic email that goes out when you first join and fix the thank you page… I thought it’d be a good thing to just give you the lay of the land. I’m your friendly neighbourhood shitposter,…

“Your best men die in alleys under a sheet of paper while your worst men get statues in parks for pigeons to shit upon for centuries.” – Charles Bukowski You know me. I’m a big ol’ poetry and prose nerd. This quote from Betting on the muse (Page 70) hits pretty hard. Especially if you…