I was a dumb 18 year old. I thought I had the world figured out. I didn’t.
I stayed up till the wee hours of the morning. I drank every liquor invented. I partied nonstop. I woke up after noon. I surfed the web aimlessly. I went out and got drunk again.
That was me at eighteen.
I wish I could go back and change a few things. But I can’t.
I failed to set the foundation. And that’s something I will always regret. But I’m not complaining. I had my fun in the sun.
But enough about me. There’s still hope for you.
Maybe I can save you. Maybe I can’t. I don’t know.
But what I do know is this article isn’t for the typical 18 year old. For the typical 18 year old is concerned with trivial pursuits such as drinking and partying and screaming YOLO as he sings Drake lyrics to pretty girls in slutty dresses. That’s cool. Nothing wrong with that. Do your thing, man. And live it up. This article isn’t for you.
This article is for the 18 year old wolves (male and female) who dream about making big money in commerce.
Sounds like you? Cool.
Read this article if you want to get a head start on your peers and build the foundation to this thing called, life.
After you’re done reading, experiment with the tips and tools listed below and apply it to the trade called living an extraordinary existence.
PART ONE: MINDSET AND INTENTIONS
1. I would retire from society
I wish I made the decision earlier. But I didn’t. I was scared. I was anxious. I was nervous. I knew once I made the decision there was no going back. I couldn’t deal with the pressure and the stress so I delayed the decision. For years. And years. And years. And it ruined my adolescence.
Don’t be like me. Make the decision at eighteen. The decision to pave your own lane in life. To go against the herd. To go against conventionally and mediocrity.
Make the decision to avoid the average path at all costs.
The Average Path
Go to a good college, get good grades, get a good job, live for the weekends, make good money doing shit you hate, save money, pay bills, pay more bills, and keep paying bills until you get some disease and die.
Avoid. And give your middle finger to societies expectations.
They have conditioned you to colour inside the lines. The irony in all of this is there is no fun or happiness or fulfillment to be found inside the lines. I couldn’t find any. And the people I see on a regular basis with bags under their eyes and a forehead in knots couldn’t find it either.
Life exists outside the lines. And that’s where you’re going to live.
You reach the land beyond the lines by retiring from society.
How do you retire from society? Simple…You do the following three things:
2. Refuse to get a job. And cut off every negative person in your life. Fuck them.
I got a job. And it poisoned my blood and ruined my vision.
Getting a job is the worst thing you can do.
A job turns a human into an animal locked inside a cage.
It builds a weak mindset. And it teaches you the wrong things. It teaches you to depend. It teaches you to be passive. It teaches you to wait.
AVOID. AVOID. AVOID.
Job success and real world success are nothing alike. In a job you wait for shit to happen. You seek counsel from your superiors. You’re given an order. And you do the task your boss gave you. And then you get paid.
This isn’t how the real world works.
In the real world, there is no one telling you what to do or what not to do. You call the shots. You make the moves. You work and you grind and you build. Or you don’t eat. Simple as that.
Two completely different scenarios. Two completely different lives. And since your brain is still developing and learning how to think and view the world, you need to condition it to think in tune with real world living.
Avoid a job. It will lead you astray.
You need to retire from society by retiring from seeing and hanging and listening to the bullshit people that make up society.
Avoid losers. Avoid haters. Avoid doubters. Avoid gossipers. Avoid complainers.
Delete their number. This probably means you don’t have anymore friends. And won’t be going out to party and rage anytime soon. But that’s OK. We’ll work on the friends issue later.
For now delete all the negativity in your cell phone and don’t answer any calls or texts from unknown numbers.
3. Condition your mind to embrace the producer mindset. And not the consumer mindset.
I was a consumer at 18. I spent every minute on the hunt for more and more and more. I’m not just talking about material possessions. I’m talking about reading books to watching movies. These are all consumption habits. I never amounted to anything.
Life is full of shit. And there are only two types of people who reside in this world full of shit.
There are the producers. And there are the consumers.
So you can either:
You can eat someone else’s shit.
Right now you are reading this blog. And you are consuming my shit. This is bad.
You should be producing shit that other people consume. This is good.
But it’s difficult.
There is so much noise out there. And it’s easy to get sucked into consumption. It’s easy to read and read and read. It’s easy to watch and watch and watch. It’s easy to buy and buy and buy. But none of these habits are productive. For they engrave in your mind the wrong mentality. They turn you into a consumer.
In life you must be the producer. You must think and act and move and feel like a producer at all times. There is no other way. This is the single most important mindset to possess. Consumers worry about what’s in it for them. Producers think and worry about the world and focus on how they can produce the most value for the people who make up mankind.
Consume 20% of the time. Produce 80% of the time. It’ll make all the difference in the world.
Make the shit other people read and watch and buy. Don’t be the dummy who spends his/her entire life reading and watching and buying other people’s shit. See and embrace the difference in these two mentalities and view the world from the eyes of a producer.
Now turn your producer mindset into gear by…
4. Setting a goal to make $10,000 a month and write it out daily as if you already achieved it.
They always told me to be realistic. To set SMART goals.
I listened to them. And I couldn’t get out of bed to do any of the things I wrote down. My goals didn’t inspire me to take action. They were too small. They were too realistic. And quite frankly I didn’t give two fucks about whether or not I achieved my goals because they wouldn’t have changed my life at all.
I didn’t achieve none of my goals at 18.
Fuck realistic goals.
Fuck SMART goals.
Fuck what your mother said.
Fuck what your teacher said.
Set the goal to make $10,000 a month at eighteen years of age. It’s not only possible. It’s within your reach. The world has changed. The rules and guidelines keeping us on the sidelines have come and gone. It’s a new playing field. And the gatekeepers have been shot in the head. The gates are open. And big money is out there. And it doesn’t give two fucks if you’re 18 with no degree or 79 with a phD.
Set the goal. And rephrase it as an intention. Write it as if you already achieved it.
“I made $10,000 a month.”
And then visualize and imagine yourself making that amount of money as you write.
Call it crazy. Call it stupid. Call it whatever you want. But try it.
That’s it for mindset. You got the right pieces in place. Now it’s time to inject some wisdom into your brain and build some tangible skills.
Because let’s face it…
The school system didn’t teach you shit.
PART TWO: EDUCATION
The greatest education you can give yourself is by mastering skills. Not just any skills. But the skills that are in demand and will always be in demand. There are only two skills to master and conquer. Majority of the people don’t conquer any of these skills. The successful conquer only one of these skills. But the mega successful conquer both.
If you can conquer both, you will turn yourself into a money printing machine. I couldn’t conquer both.
But if I was 18 again, I would spend all my time learning and mastering the following two skills:
The greatest skill in the world is to sell. You can have the greatest product in the world. But if it doesn’t sell, it’s worthless. Master marketing and you master the game of money. It’s really that simple.
Read the following books on advertising and copywriting and do what they say:
The second greatest skill in the world is to build. I didn’t learn programming and that’s one of my regrets. I wish I studied programming instead of watching bullshit movies. It would have turned me into a machine. But I didn’t. And I became a couch potato instead.
In commerce, you either need other people to sell your shit or build your shit. If you can do both yourself, you become indispensable. Study copywriting and programming. If you only have time for one, pick the one that suits your talents. I chose copywriting because I couldn’t program to save my life. I sucked.
PART THREE: ACTION
Let’s take a minute to review…
You’re eighteen. And you have no job. You have no friends. You are mooching off mommy and daddy. You have the mindset of a producer. You spend your days reading copywriting books and practicing your new skill set. And you spend your nights coding and drinking red bull to stay awake. Cool. Cool. Cool. You’re doing well. But there’s one thing wrong. You’re mooching off mommy and daddy.
It’s time to solve that issue WITHOUT getting a job. It’s time to stop depending on mommy and daddy. It’s time to turn yourself into a money making machine.
7. I would write 10 ideas a day and would send them to every successful person/business.
Wake up every morning. Grab your notebook. Pick a person. Pick a small business. Pick a blogger. Pick a podcaster. Pick whoever.
And write ten ideas for him or her. Ideas regarding how they can make more money. Ideas regarding how they can create better content. Ideas regarding how they can make their products better. Ideas regarding how they can improve their marketing. Whatever.
Write down a shit ton of ideas. Everything you can think of. Write it down. Then pick out the best ten and email your ideas to the chosen person. Do this everyday. And your ideas will turn into money making opportunities sooner or later because the people you email will ask you for assistance.
The power of this habit isn’t to make money, however. It’s to get used to the idea of providing value for others because that’s the secret to making money. Learn this at 18 and you’ll be light years ahead of everyone else. Especially me because I still forget this lesson every day.
I did this to a limited degree at 18. And it helped me gain access to high value people and high level opportunities. But that’s all I did.
If I could be 18 again, I would stack even more dough by doing the following…
8. I would create seven small YouTube channels focused on small niches.
I would upload one video a week to each channel and would use affiliate marketing to generate money. I would do this for six to eight months. Then after the six-eight months of regular and consistent uploading, each channel should have about 24-32 videos. Then I would check the stats. And figure out which channel received the most amount of views/generated the greatest feedback. Then I would go all in with it. And would focus on releasing 2-3 videos a week for that channel. And I would scrap and neglect the rest.
Pick a bunch of niches. And create YouTube Channels for each niche. And upload, upload, upload. Then lock in on one niche and go crazy and turn that channel into an ATM. Because I subscribe to the Kanye West way of life.
Kanye West – “One good girl is worth a thousand bitches.”
Tej Dosa – “One good YouTube channel is worth a thousand niches.”
That was funny, right? No? Well then…awkward.
9. I would use my copywriting and programming skills to build and sell. Build and sell. Build and sell. Constantly. Constantly. Constantly. Every single fucking day.
Build apps. Build e-commerce websites. Build Instagram profiles. Build games. Build drop shipping businesses. Build email lists. Build an audience. Build. Build. Build.
Then sell sell sell.
Keep doing it. Keep doing it. Keep doing it.
Don’t stop. Experiment like fucking crazy and eventually you’ll find your money making lane.
PART FOUR: PERSONAL GROWTH
Now that you got good chunks of money coming in, it’s time to focus on other areas of yourself. It’s time to use your money to strengthen other areas of your character.
10. I would create five separate accounts. And would allocate every dime I make equally to the following accounts:
a. Put 10% in your self education account. This is to be used to purchase books and courses and anything that will make you more knowledgable and educated.
b. Put 10% in your travel account. This is to be used to explore the world and stretch your comfort zone. Travel. Travel. Travel. As much as your travel account allows. Go as far as you can. And visit cultures you don’t understand. For seeing other parts of the world is one of the greatest things you can do. Travel will broaden your horizons and will make you grow as a person. Travel alone. Don’t let these trips turn into alcohol craze trips like I did. Be better than me and limit the booze.
c. Put 10% in your investment account. This is to be used to grow your money. Let this account accumulate. And then use the funds to purchase assets. Assets put money into your pocket without you having to work.
d. Put 10% in your socializing account. This is to be used to meet great people, take successful people out to coffee, and to purchase lunch and dinner for successful people in exchange for their insight and ideas. I used this account to take trips to Los Angeles to meet entrepreneurs making eight figures a year. Money well spent.
e. Put 10% in your fun account. This is to be used to push life to the limit. Use the resources in whichever way you desire. But I recommend you use these funds to experience life instead of buying life. Limit the possessions. And use the money to experience. Go skydiving. Take a romantic helicopter ride for two. Do whatever the hell you like. This is your freedom account.
11. I would find a wolf pack to howl with.
I fucked up. I accepted anybody and everybody who entered my life because I suffered from an inferiority complex. I tolerated too much bullshit. I tolerated too much negativity. I tolerated too many laughs at my expense. This was a mistake. The people who entered my life influenced me in negative ways. They had me doing shit that wasn’t me. They had me thinking thoughts that weren’t mine. They had me living a life I never wanted to live.
And they sent me down a viscous self destructing cycle.
Luckily you won’t have to go through this because you deleted all the negativity out of your cellphone. You did do that, right? Cool bro. Now it’s time to make real friends. Quality friends. Friends that help you grow.
A wolf pack of like minded people is crucial because…
I used to make $100 a day. And I thought that was good money. Then I met someone making $1000 a day. I aspired for more. A few months later I hit the $1000 a day mark. And then I slipped back into my old habits. I thought that was good money. Then I met someone making $5000 a day. Then I aspired for more. I haven’t hit that mark yet. But I know I will. Soon…because…
Your income. Your happiness. Your success is the average of the five people you spend the most time with. Surround yourself with wolves and reach the top of the world.
Grow together. Build together. Howl together.
You have five seats. If you could only bet on five people. And you weren’t allowed to take any form of action. All you could do was sit back and watch the actions of these five people and their success would determine the fate and level of your success, which five people would you choose to give your seats to? Which five people would you live and die with?
The best? Exactly. Stop giving away your seats to people with no potential.
Find the people who have a zest for life in their eyes and never let them go.
12. I would make a list of everything that scares the living fuck out of me. And I would go do that.
I used to feel fear every minute of every day. I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t talk to people. I couldn’t start conversations. I couldn’t sell products. I couldn’t connect. I could only feel the fear. And I felt it. Over and over again. I don’t know if I suffered from social anxiety or not but that’s what google said…so fuck it…I guess I did ha.
It was only through facing my fears that I could grow. And I did.
It was a struggle. This is one of the hardest things to do.
But once you do it…
You’ll realize something. And that something will set you up for a great life. For most people never learn this lesson.
What’s the lesson?
It’s the following…
What’s on the other side of your fears?
Nothing is on the other side of your fears so why does your heart beat and your palms get sweaty? Why do you get nervous? You’re nervous for nothing. It makes no sense. Fears are not real. They are the colours our mind uses to poison our realities.
Don’t let your mind win. Conquer fears. And grow.
For you are walking around full of fear when there’s nothing to fear in life but fear itself.
PART FOUR: DO’S AND DONT’S
This section is composed of simple do’s and don’ts. Shit I did right. Shit I did wrong. Most of the shit I did wrong…hence the entire purpose of this article.
13. I would never start a blog.
I started this blog when I was 16. And it was the dumbest decision I ever made.
I spent all my time writing and writing and writing about life. I should have used that time to live life.
14. I would never pick up a self help book or read blogs like WTPOLA or bullshit articles like “7 QUICK STEPS TO PERSONAL FREEDOM.”
I read more self help books than I will ever admit to. It was pointless and useless and fucking pathetic. Don’t fall victim to the self help culture on the internet. For the self help culture on the internet violates the number one mindset to have in life. It turns you into a consumer. It makes you consume book after book and product after product. And my blog does the same. It’s not an exception. I know I’m not supposed to say that, but fuck it. It’s the truth.
I used to post articles every single day for years on end. And as a result I started interacting and forming close connections with my readers. They would read all my shit. Every single day. And thats all they would do. Their life never did change. And that’s exactly why I stopped writing daily blogs. Because I was doing them a disservice. I was turning them into a consumer without them ever realizing it.
You can’t read about this shit. You can only live it. Only read to learn skills and practical knowledge such as copywriting. Don’t read for inspiration or motivation or whatever. That’s useless.
Leave my website and never come back. It’s time to fly and leave the nest behind.
I kept you locked away for far too long.
Go out and do your own shit. You’ll learn a hundred times faster.
15. I would take long walks every single day. And meditate.
I used to be in a constant daze. I didn’t know what the fuck was going on. I couldn’t think straight. I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t concentrate. I would create to-do lists. And the same shit would be on my to-do lists for months and months and months. I couldn’t move.
Then I started going for walks. And meditating. And it changed me.
It led to greater ideas and creations.
It led to peace.
It led to fulfillment.
It led to the doors that housed all the wonderful things that life had to offer.
I also started getting shit done.
16. I would not go to College.
I went to College. And I wasted four years reading textbook after textbook that made my penis soft.
I didn’t learn shit. I didn’t learn anything. It was a complete waste of time.
I don’t know if College is the right or wrong choice for you, but it was the wrong choice for me. I should have used that time and money to launch products and master my salesmanship.
17. I would find a mentor.
I wouldn’t go to college. But I would find a mentor. I would find a bunch of mentors. And I would let them destroy me. Rip me to shreds. And make me cry. And then I would use the insight and value they provided to build myself back up. But I didn’t. I was too cocky and full of myself.
It took me awhile to find mentors. Not because I couldn’t find them but because I was too cocky to ask for help. I thought I could do it alone. I thought I didn’t need anyone. I thought I was the man. I wasn’t.
I went through the me against the world phase for a little while. And it almost destroyed me.
Luckily I escaped. And I found a mentor. I found a handful of mentors. They shaved years off my learning experience. They helped me see things I would have never noticed. They fuelled me with the drive to succeed and to create business empires.
18. I would live fast and hard. And fuck up as many times as I possibly could before I turned 20 and 25 and 30 and 35 and 50 and 75 and 104 and died. For fucking up is a privilege reserved for the bold and the determined. Most people drift. They never give themselves the luxury to fuck up.
Let’s face it.
I’m a fuck up.
I’ve failed over and over and over again. I got letters in the mail from threatening lawyers. I shut down every business I ever started. Even the profitable ones. I spent large chunks of my life working on projects that never manifested into cool shit. I spent too much time jumping from one industry to the next.
I’m a fuck up.
And that’s cool.
Because that’s all I ever wanted to be.
I hope you do better than me, however…
I hope you become a fuck up at 18. And not at 22 like me.