how do I make people buy my stuff?

After my Psychedelic Prague initiation.
Also known as the “Enlightened Guru” phase.

I’d meet new people and introduce myself like this:

“I go by the name of Aleksander.”

Right off the bat, signaling intellectual superiority. (lol)

The “in crowd” ate it up.
See, they knew the self was an illusion.

You know how it’s not funny when you’ve got to explain your jokes…
Here it goes…

I claim not to be “Aleksander”.
(negation, stay with me)

Suggesting it’s only a mouth noise people make.
When they want my attention.

See, my name fails to address the totality of my being. (“Da Bum Tss” drumroll)

And there you were…
Thinking dad jokes were the pinnacle of evolution.

Back to our story…
It was a fun phase.

Playing at detached know-it-all-guru. (NON-DUAL-MASTER-ISH)

Convinced! Beyond a shadow of a doubt.
All my ducks were in a row.

Remember yesterday’s email rant on belief?

To win this game of thrones/life.

There’s 1 thing you can’t do without.
(cause no other virtue shines through)

Creative Courage.
Conviction.

You better believe it.
Like your life depends on it.
(not being overly dramatic… quality of life does hinge upon it)

Here’s the thing…
“we the people”…
…respond to those…

…with an unfu*kwithable center of gravity.
(ya’ll taking notes?)

The Sun is not the center of gravity. (neither is your black hole)
Nor is the Earth.

Yes, that’s right.
It’s YOU.
You’re it!

Shut up Carl Sagan, you know nothing.

Ok, this escalated quickly…

How do you go from sales to metaphysics in a split second?

Welcome to my brain… (insert fanfare and confetti)

I warned you about the psychedelic effect. (you never listen)

It gets pretty paradoxical.
Really fast!

Right, so what’s that got to do with me?

(thank you voice in my head)

It’s the sauce…
(primordial soup if you prefer)

Sales Success Super Secret Sauce
(Self-made gurus charge an arm and a leg)

What?
Did I miss it?

No. Thas’ the Yin Yang of Sales.

You know nothing = You ask everything
(Someone frame that and put it on a wall)

I’ll let you in on another secret

Noone, and I mean noone.
Has this thing called life figured out…
(if they claim otherwise, run Forrest, run…)

Don’t take my word for it.
Just go out and talk to people.

Ask really good questions
(sales master in the making)

Drill down to the core of the matter.
(the spirit, dare I say)

Look.
I consider myself a pretty smart guy.
But this sh*t took me decades to figure out.

Like a hound, I picked up on my own scent.

I was barking up the proverbial tree of knowledge…

Unfortunately, it was the wrong tree.
(hounds barking up trees, lol, I’ve got the best puns around)

This entire time…
There I was…
Frolickin’ around…
Making 1 cardinal error…

What’s that you say?

I made a mental mistake.
Logical Error. (ooopsy)

You meet someone who really knows their stuff. (like a guru or smth)

You see others point fingers at them in agreement… (like disciples or smth)

You make a false conclusion:

Their knowingness must apply to everything.

SPOILER ALERT.
It doesn’t!

You’d figure it out sooner or later. (call me time-lord)

A black belt in business empire building…
Does not automatically translate into…

Figure-this-whole-sh*t-outness. (Looking at you Elon and Donald)

Their mental, physical, emotional, relationship health…
…possibly a burning dumpster fire.

Not everyone can enter the dragon…

Noone has the upper hand on this existential-figure-it-out-as-you-go-alongness.

EXHIBIT a)

My journey of 3 decades…
Chasing apparent authority figures.

(TLDR; You put them up on that pedestal, now take em’ down)

This is by no means an exhaustive list.
(but it sure is unfulfilling)

• Elementary school teachers (some, abusive alcoholics)

• Teenage Peer groups (damn-know-it-alls)

• Highschool teachers (smoked pot and drank with us)

• Street Gang leaders. (no-comment)

• Subculture icons. (note-to-self: baggy pants = ridiculous)

• Academics. (Sponge Bob SQUARE pegs)

• Sales Masters. (sell me baby, one more time)

• Club Owners.

• DJs.

• Circus Directors.

• CEOs. (now we talkn’ Sirius beez-knees)

• Big Business CEOs

• NGO leaders

• Multinational Corporate CEOs

• SMB CEOs.

• Founders.

• Coaches. (who coaches those who coach coaches tho’…)

• Living Philosophers. (biggest disappointment in my life)

• Physicists.

• Mathematicians.

• Dead Philosophers. (harder to argue with and prove a point, lol)

• Drunk Philosophers. (mostly don’t recall)

• Nihilists (what’s your point bro?)

• Stoned Philosophers. (now that was fun)

• Dead Statesmen (Think Marcus Aurelius, Sun Tzu,..)

• Eastern Philosophers

• Blockchain/Crypto Philosophers (if only these pesky humans complied…)

• Psychedelic Explorers. (still processing….)

• Hermeticists. (I named my son Hermes, nuff said)

• Starving Artists (nothing like a good savior complex)

• Western Esotericists

• Occultists

• Magick practitioners (I named my daughter Eris, nuff said)

• Anarchists (so, let me get this straight… we got consensus?)

I’m so sorry you had to go through this entire list.
(imagine living it)

Notice a pattern?

NO POLITICIANS.
(Living at least, weird, I know)

Now you know.
What Jon Snow knows not.

None of them.
Can tell you anything.
That really matters. To. YOU. (& you don’t already know)

Who to follow then for the rest of my life?

Great question!

You.
Your hopes.
Your dreams.
Your pains & struggles.

That’s it!
Your initiation into the mystery called life.
Done.
(BOOM!)

Didn’t even make you wear a ridiculous custom or smth.

Now you know what everyone knows:

Not everyone knows they know nothing at all.
(Why am I always the last to know?!)

Thank me later.

OK, Aleks, enough. I get it. Noone else authors my life.

Nailed it!

You’re the character and the author.
You write edit, and play out your life script.

Unless you play a role in another’s script?

Now let’s get real comfy (or jiggy) with it:

Ya’ll might feel like you don’t know what you’re doing.

Half the time. (the trick is to know which half)

That’s fine.

As the Ancient Goddess of Victory says:
JUST DO IT!

Until one day it hits you…
A stroke of pure genius.
Brilliance.

Shining through the cracks in the armor.

That’s what I want for you.

That hair-split-moment in life.
Where you feel like you’ve had it. (ohhh, that’s it)

Burn it in your memory.
Hold it…
Savor it.
For eternity. (woo-alert-much-lol)

Unless you decide to “unsubscribe”.
(We don’t speak like that around here)

What are you gonna do?

Live a lie for the rest of your days…
(Who’re you foolin’ anyway?)

No getting that Genie back in the bottle...

I know. (just breathe)

Feels terrifying at first.

Getting real comfy with the idea that noone—
NOONE is in control.

Of anything.

99.9% can hardly control their coffee consumption.

Feels liberating after all…

Think it through. (harder)
Sure was for me...

HOLY CRAP, where do we go from here…

So what’s the point then Aleks?

• WHY DO ANYTHING?

That’s one of them rare,..
…but real-good-sh*t-quality questions.

Pull out yer’ notes matey… (don’t ask, just roll with it)

You’ll prolly wanna ask yourself this question.
In some form or another.
Repeatedly.

At different stages of life:

• WHAT DO I WANT?

Boils down to 2 essential answers:
(if/when rigorous logic is applied)

1. Do Less

2. Do More

After I had my brainware wiped. (with psychedelics)

The whole school-job-consume-wife-kids-grave routine…
… kinda lost its appeal… (nope, not my cuppa tea)

So I did what any worm-blooded creature would do.

LESS.

BTW.
Firm believer most people should try it too.
For extended chunks of time. (yes, this will be on the quiz)

Don’t take my word for it. (I do give my words freely though)

Give it up for my man Blaise:

“All of humanity's problems stem from man's inability to sit quietly in a room alone.”

―Blaise Pascal

Need I say more?

Roger that. How about door number 2?

You want to open Pandora’s box?
You sure?

Quick disclaimer.

I’m not one of them Morpheus-like-guru characters.

Tricking you into thinking there are only 2 doors.

There’s an infinite number of doors.
(Yeah overwhelming, I know, welcome to my world)

Get a load of this:

I’m in the business of suggesting and then helping people do more.
(conflict of interest much?)

You can clearly see the words on your screen…
That’s a textbook example of DOING MORE (innit).

+ …there’s more to go around…

My wife could say this is just a phase.
(she’d know… witnessed my phases… qualified expert)

Does that sound like you… Dreaming of doing more (while doing less)?

Then you’re right where you want to be!

Conspiring with other Creative Rebels.

Creating more.
(that’s how you curb consumption… oh shit, dude, you just solved economics! Maybe…).

Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
(because that’s not your center of gravity, duuuh)

Baby steps.
Solve building your own damn thing first.
AKA, Purpose business.
A vehicle for doing more of the stuff…you, like, find meaningful and sh*t).

That your thing?

GOOD.
Stick around.

In the next email…

You get a full-blown Purpose Business crash course. (ain’t that nice)

Jeeezzz.
This was a looong email Aleks. (over 3 minutes? ooopsy)

(oh, I said I’d tell you what’s up with the dragon obsession, next email, promise)

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In your Creative Corner
— Aleksander, Resident Dragon Keeper, Brankov