take a look into the mind of a hallucinator…

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Heard the saying, someone must die for others to live.  Lets say
your Old Self must die for your "New You" to be born.

If you associate enough pain and sadness to the following exercise,
hesitation will no longer be in your vocabulary.  If you do this
with all your might, say goodbye to fear.

You won’t be afraid of taking a risk and starting your own business.
You won’t be afraid to walk across a crowded room to ask for a phone
number from a beautiful woman. You will fight for what you think you
deserved and make anything possible to make it happen. You will refuse
to let your dreams die and haunt you as regrets on your death bed. 
You won’t be afraid to be rejected on your first initial trials. 
You will refuse to become just another name on a tombstone.

Now let’s do this — it will only take 15 minutes of your time.

This is called to "buried alive" exercise.  Now you have to be
totally dedicated to perform that exercise.  This is not for the
timid souls.

It will fill your body with the most painful emotions a human being
can feel — the fear of death, the fear of regret, the feeling that
you have led a meaningless, sad, boring life.

Hopefully, after the exercise, you will realize that you are not
dead after all.  You will realize that you are still young, and that
the world out there is a world of possibilities.  Millions of
possibilities.

Hopefully, you will no longer fear being adventurous and taking
risks, because you fear rejection or because you could lose your
comfortable but boring way of living.  You will know IN YOUR GUT
that the greatest pain of all is dying and being haunted by your
regrets, by the fear which provides comfort while stealing the
essence of life — adventure, the unknown, women you can no longer
kiss and hug, etc.

Now let’s do this.

Lie down and relax.  Cross your arms on your chest as if you were a
dead body, ready to be buried.  Imagine all the details of your
burial, as if it took place tomorrow morning.  The only difference
is that you are buried alive.

Now, as the story unfolds (church, prayers, cemetery, you know what
I’m saying, you’ve all seen that before) tighten all your muscles in
a desperate effort to move.  But don’t move.

IMAGINE ALL THE DETAILS (people you love, the flowers in your
coffin, etc.).  MAKE IT REAL.

Now think of all the women you have never talked to.  Why?  Yeah,
that’s right, FEAR. Think of all your dreams and ambitions you
had let slipped away because you feel youre in to humiliation.
Look at all your regrets and feel how much they
weigh on your life.  Know that there’s nothing you can do about it.
Nobody can hear you.  You are buried alive.

I also want you to know that even if you could live one more week on
this earth, you would probably remain the exact same person.  Feel
the pain of knowing that fear was stronger than you.  Fear of
rejection controlled your existence.  But now it’s too late.  FEEL
THE PAIN.  PAIN IS CRUCIAL.

Remember.  We don’t want to have an intellectual experience here.
That is worth nothing.  We want a gut level feeling that will change
your life forever.

How will you know when the experience is intense enough?  Simple…
when you are crying silently in your room.

I know this is not an easy task.  But an intellectual experience
means nothing when we are faced with real life situations.  Only a
gut level experience will change the way you deal with fear.

Now, when you can’t take it anymore, break the lid of your coffin
with your whole body and scream like you never screamed before.
(Now if you did this correctly, you won’t care about what people
will think when they hear you screaming like a mad man.  Who cares!
You are alive!)

This is a new birth for you.

Breathe.

Now, take out a sheet of paper and write down all the things you
will no longer accept in your life.

This is a fresh start for you.

"Wow! That was a cool exercise!"

No, this could be your reality.  We never know.  I could be dead
tomorrow.  You could die today.

THESE TRAGEDIES HAPPEN EVERYWHERE, EVERYDAY.  WILL YOU
LET FEAR TAKE YOUR LIFE BEFORE YOU ACTUALLY DIE?

I wish you adventure.

I wish you peace.

I wish you freedom.

Everyone Is A Victim
"My high school didn’t have new gym uniforms and now I’m fat, I’m a
victim. I’m also a victim because McDonald’s introduced some kind of
super-size crap that I can’t possibly stop myself from ordering."

"My father once called me ‘a handful.’ I’m a victim, so I became a serial killer."

"I didn’t get a promotion because I look like a donkey. I’m a victim because I was born ugly."

"I wore a shirt that shows 95% of my fake breasts, and a man looked at
them, I’m a victim of sexual harassment. He should have done everything
in his power to avoid looking at my oversized silicone breasts."

"The mailman didn’t deliver my mail, I’m a victim."

Shut up.

Victims are people who are too weak to handle hard times. When did we
become such wimps? People even bitch about a little stress. Who gives a
flying monkey about stress? You handle it and you shut up. What’s wrong
with pressure? Pressure separates the boys from the men. Your boss
yells at you, you take it, you don’t cry like a four-year-old girl.

Our ancestors had to put up with stinking frogs and farm rats, lived with monkeys and snakes in the caves of palawan, built the rice terraces out of mountains through bare hands,  and we can’t take
a little hardship?

You know who caused this? Women caused this. Women are constant
complainers, they are happy for all of three seconds before they find
something to bitch about, turning their sons and daughters into a
generation of complainers. Give a woman anything, no matter how
perfect, and she’ll find a way to criticize it. Take this article. It’s
perfect. So how much do you want to bet that some chick is going to
e-mail me complaining, only proving my point?

(Take a joke sweetheart, or else go back to the kitchen and get off the computer.)

People of the world, grow atleast a freaking spine, if u can’t grow balls made of steel. Be men, not ballerinas.
There are people in the world who are really in the position to call
themselves victims, and any of you reading this aren’t one of them.

more to follow…

Man, without his word, is nothing. You’ve no doubt heard this
expression in a variety of ways and permutations (that’s the word of
the day boys, look it up), but you probably never gave it any thought.
Well you should, if you give a damn about being anything in this life.

Keeping your word in my world is given (unless you want to be
sleeping with the fishes). We quickly learn not to say we will deliver
on something we know we can’t, whether it’s promising to pay someone
back, keeping a secret undisclosed , or saying we’ll do a favor we won’t
follow through on.

But this isn’t unique to my world. In the business world and in your
personal life, the same rules apply. In the corporate world, you should
never be in a situation where you let someone down because you never promise anything in the first place. It’s a business, not a freaking charity.

 If you are like me, you hate those caboodles who wiggle around a question
that puts them on the spot. Let’s call them wigglers. You know the type
of guy I’m talking about: you ask him something and he’ll say, “I don’t
know, maybe, I’ll find out, we’ll see.” The only thing this guy is
going to see is my fist. It’s either yes or no…black is black and white is white.

The same principle follows when you make a promise. When you say, “I
promise” or “you have my word,” it’s a done deal. Period. You do as
promised. That’s it, that’s all.

Only a stupid man would give his word or promise something he knows he
can’t deliver. The dumb wiggler who puts himself in this situation
eventually has to lie and make his way out of his promise to save face,
but it’s too late. In the eyes of the person he let down, his word
means nothing now. It’s like respect and trust; it takes a lifetime to
get and it takes only one stupid move to lose it.

 There was once a friend named mike, who thought he was a
hotshot because he had a couple of scores that netted him some good
cash and asked me if he can borrow some goodies. Being a good friend, i lend him some money…oh..it’s just plain money, but a trust, a trust only a real friend can give.

So he came to see me one day, and said this and that, throws out these
huge number on how he can pay me on this day and so on and on….. Oh my, that bloodsucker.  Out of 10 promises,  he broke 12. I listened and tokd him to get the ball rolling. Beyond that, I don’t waste a blink thinking about what he
promised. It’s up to Johnny Lucky over here to prove that he can deliver.

So months gone by and this finocchio never spoke to me again. His luck
had run out and all his connections “fell” into the Pasig River. Not
that I’m waiting for his call anyway, but he can’t even face me to tell
that he was all talk, and no action. He may have had good
intentions, but he got ahead of himself, and in the end he lost my
respect. His words are useless to me now.

A year later, this baboon has the testicoli to come and see me again asking for a friendly “help”, promising I’d be making a lot of money with him.

Right.

Needless to say, I made sure he’d think twice before coming to see me ever again. As the old saying goes: ”fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame me…but fool me thrice, you’re &%*$#@ dead.

Mike made three mistakes.

So what was Mike’’s downfall in his relationship with me? Three
mistakes. First, he got ahead of himself and started saying things he
shouldn’t have. Second, he showed no respect by not apologizing to
me, less respect to me as a friend and as a man who could hold on to his promises, and acting a year later like I had the memory of my nonna Maria. Third, he promised me that he would pay on that given date but his words turn into bubbles and he didn’t show up.

He shouldn’t have said anything to me. He should have acted on his own,
gotten some kind of solid confirmation of this new “business venture,”
and then approached me. That way, he wouldn’t have disappointed me.

This is something most of you do, day in, day out. You promise things
you cannot keep, until it becomes an ordinary thing to you, a habit that would eventually turn you into a parasite. You throw around “I give you my word” like
it was a cheap whore. Learn from Mike; keep your mouth shut unless
you know your promise is concrete.

your word is gold

Here are a few more tips to remember:

Give your word only when you mean it
Like I said before, when you promise something, the other person would
assume it’s a done deal. Your word should be like a currency. It’s money
in the bank for someone who is counting on it. That being said, you
shouldn’t dole it out over everything and anything, or it will lose its
value. Because your word is like a currency, you must give it only when
the occasion is important enough to call for it. The person you are
promising something to must be able to recognize that your promise has
value or you have a value to keep . You don’t give money out to every Tony, Dino and Nick do you?

Admit when you can’t do it
When you are faced with a situation where you are asked for something
(whether it’s a favor, a contact, doing some job), and you know you
can’t deliver, admit it, point blank. Tell them you don’t believe in false promises. It’s simple. Don’t wiggle or skirt the issue. If, in the end, you can
make good on whatever was asked of you, it will only make you look
better in the eyes of the other person.  either eat your ego or eat your own dung…

Fulfill your promise 100%
The first time you are asked for an important favor in which you must
give your word for it, make sure you give it your 100% effort. First
impressions count. I learn a lot from a man after I ask him for a
favor. If he keeps his promise fully and completely without any hint of
an excuse or hesitation, he has gained my respect. He set the tone
properly from day one. So make sure you have the story straight on that
first favor. You don’t want to be calling back whoever you’ve made a
promise to with questions two days later.

Never go back on your word
Even if you’ve been screwed over more times than a one-legged
prostitute, you should never back down from your word. I don’t care if
you don’t trust your own shadow. If you are in a situation where you
have promised something, you do it. Period.

If you ask, assume it’s done
Don’t go busting chops on someone who promised you something either.
Unless you have reason to doubt the person, when a person gives you his
word, assume it’s a done deal. If it isn’t, deal with it later.
Hopefully, you have some background on this guy. You should know better
than to ask a favor from a guy who is shadier than an oak tree.

A promise is a promise
There is no such thing as different degrees of promise. Either you do
or you don’t. This counts for the little things too. Either you are
going to your friend’s baby’s baptism or you are not. You are either
going to be there at 10pm or you are not. Either you are going to give
a guy a promotion or you are not. Capisce ?

Keep your rep intact
Keeping your word can save your reputation and even your life. If you
are the type of guy whose words are truly golden, your reputation will
reflect that. People will come to respect and trust you. There may be a
day where you have to call up that ace. The day you owe someone money,
or you screwed up, you might have to call upon your golden word to
“promise to fix the problem.” If your word has the value of used
tissue, you are a dead man. If your word is respected, you might be
allowed to fix whatever mess you’ve gotten yourself into. It’s
especially in situations like these that you should never break your
promise.  If you want some fine examples, let me ask you, how much do you trust your fat congressman?

Just remember who tends to break most of the promises: politicians. Hey Madam President, in what part did it hit you?  Next time dont ever say a vow that you will break few years later.  The results are not nice.  I hope you enjoy your next 6 years of sleepless nights at the office.

>>>i’m friggin getting mad…till next time, i’ll get another shot at these babboos