The Super-De-Duper and Damn Near Free Blueprint To Guaranteed Success
Hint: it doesn’t fucking exist and I don’t talk or write like that.
Super-de-duper, bro really? That’s what caught your attention or struck a cord? I’ve told entire stories about relatives I’ve loved who have taken their own lives, but it was Super-De-Duper that brought you here, on some real life Ned Flanders like shit? Whatever it takes, I guess.
But as the subtitle so boldly and plainly informed you before you were truly duped, there is no free and guaranteed blueprint to success. There’s no guarantee when it comes to success in general, mainly because theres no singular, exclusive definition to the word, for it will always mean one thing to one person and perhaps something entirely different to another.
Following someone else’s generalized blueprint to their idea of some version of success they drew up at some randomized point in their life, does not lead to the promise land. Mainly because, again I have to be the bearer of bad news but there is no promise land. Some of the most widely recognized as successful in their own right individuals wake up every day feeling like they’re never satisfied, and it’s never enough. Some spiral out of control because of that fact, and yet others use it as the fuel to their discipline to get up and get after it once again. Whatever their it is, on each and every day and no matter how different the ‘it’ of that moment in time may look throughout their lives. Nor do they concern themselves with how different or same the day may look as the one before it. Because they know if they wake up every day and give it everything they have, they’ll continue to improve, they’re sure of it--even if only incrementally at times.Even if their progress isn’t exactly scalable to the point of their prides liking. Because they know better than to follow their pride or let ego interrupt their true evolution.
Ok fine for fucks sake, heres one, singular, step by step route to one idea of generalized version of success, according to society at large, written in layman’s terms.
Start a Facebook account and/or log into it. Go on Facebook marketplace and browse ONLY free items within 2.5 miles of your house for 7 days in a row. spend 2 days a week after the initial 7 day period browsing and contacting sellers of items you’ve written down or marked as worth the time it will take to find, pickup/receive item and then arrange meetings or plans to pickup/receive items and then sell for a profit.
Spend 2 days per week listing items for proper selling points and ensuring they have maximized potential for exposure among the largest amount of a potential targeted share of the market.
Finally, spend 2 days communicating with potential customers and sellers you may be in contact with and meeting with clients you’ve closed deals with to finalize sales with or for their/your items.
Yes, this process may invol.ve you walking a total of 5 miles at times, for a single item, but it doesn’t have to, by any stretch, depending on your willingness, imagination and luck, along with your present situation. If it does, it does, so do it.
There, I just provided an exact map to profits, you have to fill in a few blanks though, unfortunately. Because nothing worth getting is free and nothing free is truly worth getting ,not really anyway. Everything worthwile costs something, even if not financially. Time, for instance, may not always feel like it but it truly is more precious than profits, for we can always realistically aim for more profits while we can’t always have full control over whether we’re able to do the same exact thing with time or how much of it we’re granted. Not really anyway. We can just optimize for maximum probability at more of it, to the best of our ability, and then cross our fucking fingers. So be it, do that then, if that’s what it takes. Because the entire and exact point of discipline I’ve been trying so stubbornly Instill in you all this entire time, is do what it takes to get your shit done. Whatever the days shit is. Then rest to the best point you’re able before the next day and wake up and do it again. Because that’s all their is, anyhow. Take my verbs for it.
