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You need to take a trust walk with me, people. And, to be clear, empires arrive in many forms—economic is just one of them. You can also create empires of artistry, productivity, humanity, philanthropy, personal freedom and even spirituality. You guys can swim in the sea, go snorkeling with the dolphins and fly over the sugar cane stalks that dance in the wind in the helicopter I own. And should you both accept my heartfelt invitation to visit me, I insist you stay at my home.
It was becoming increasingly evident that, like many in his field, he was acutely emotional, vigilant to the infinitesimal and carried a sensitivity born of latent pain. Those who feel more than most people sometimes believe they have been cursed. In fact, they have been granted a gift: one that allows them to sense what others miss, experience the delights that most neglect and notice the majesty in ordinary moments.
Yes, such people get hurt more easily, yet they are also the ones who create great symphonies, architect dazzling buildings and find cures for the sick. And believe me, they named it accurately. Just say yes to life. Like the guru on the platform said, a magic will show up for you the more you start exploiting the terrific opportunities that appear along your path, seemingly by accident. But you need to do your part and go all in when windows of opportunity appear.
Oh— and if you come to my home on the island, the only thing I ask is that you stay long enough for me to teach you the philosophy and methodology that my secret adviser shared with me. Take all the time you need. Maybe even something magical. I know how insane that sounds.
And I am fascinated by this mentor he keeps talking about, this teacher who sort of sounds like a modern-day master. And he obviously seems to have a lot of experience. But just look at him! Man, the guy looks completely down and out—a complete mess. His clothes are all ripped.
And sometimes he talks total crazy talk. We have no idea who he is. This could be dangerous. He could be dangerous. Definitely super-weird. Her eyes still seemed melancholic, though. A daughter growing up without a father is incredibly scary. To be honest, I still carry a lot of the emotional trauma with me. Yes, this made me extraordinarily tough on the outside. And ruthless in some ways.
The chip on my shoulder over the loss of my father gave me my drive and my ambition. Yet the loss also left me empty within. I felt inspired when The Spellbinder spoke about never doing something for the money but, instead, reaching for world-class as a leader and a person for the meaning it provides, for the opportunity to grow it provokes and for a shot at changing the world.
His words made me feel so hopeful. I only came to this meeting because my mom gave me a free ticket. I guess I just feel safe with you. His body language showed he was engaged. He no longer anxiously played with his goatee and dreadlocks. And my gut tells me this down-and-out man who wants to teach us how an excellent morning routine can build creative, productive, financial and happiness empires really can help me.
And help us. I love that he expresses himself so poetically sometimes and so passionately at others. He thinks so vividly and quotes George Bernard Shaw like his life depended on it. Really cool.
And you and I just met as well. You seem like such a nice person. A few rough edges maybe. I think I understand where those come from. I know it. He glanced at the homeless man, who was eating slices of avocado from a plastic bag.
While he was munching on his snack he was also talking on a relic of a mobile phone and staring at the ceiling. A special opportunity to access a whole new universe of originality. This might be the best thing yet for my art.
What truly horrible lives they must lead. Some instinct is also telling me to do this. They both stood up and made their way to the homeless man, who was now sitting with his eyes closed. Your Mindset is an enormously potent tool for private greatness, prodigious productivity and creative victory—along with your Heartset, Healthset and Soulset. Anyhoo, back to why I closed my eyes. Nearly every morning, I envision my ideal performance for the day ahead.
Then I go out and do my finest to live out that perfect day. Good science is confirming that this practice helps me upregulate my genome by turning on genes that were previously asleep. Not to worry, cats.
Oh, in case you were wondering, an SOP is a standard operating procedure. I assume you two are coming? I desperately want to improve my performance and my daily productivity. Take us to your village. Give us some coconuts. Let us ride your dolphins. And improve our lives. And it will be supported by strong data, the latest research and immensely practical tactics that have been battle-tested in the tough trenches of industry.
Get ready for the greatest adventure you cats will ever experience! He looked somewhat surprised by the extent of his graciousness. All expenses are on me. I thank you. The homeless man smiled tenderly and scratched his beard thoughtfully. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love. Increase the state of your fellow human beings and, naturally, your own state of being ascends. Success is cool. But significance is rad.
Generosity—not scarcity—is the trait of all of the great men and women who have upgraded our world. And we need leaders, pure leaders and not narcissists obsessed with their own self-interests, as never before. The two listeners grinned. He then grew quiet. And let out a deep breath. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition.
They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Set for a new beginning. Such eerie—and sometimes violent—dreams. This was a terrible idea. It was AM. He was dressed in black with a ruby red polka-dotted bandana on his left wrist. Same boots as yesterday. Those Australian ones. He hurled a mouthful of spit into the desolate street. He squinted at the sky. And then he folded his tattooed arms. The entrepreneur had a nylon duffle bag over her shoulder.
She styled a silk blouse with bohemian sleeves, designer blue jeans and a pair of sandals with high heels—the kind you see off-duty supermodels with sunglasses the size of Greek island sunsets wearing. Her lips were scrunched together and the lines on her face were arrayed in a series of interesting intersections. It means nothing to me now that he reminded me of my dad. He was probably at the seminar because he needed a place to rest for a few hours. And the private plane he talked about was probably part of his favorite hallucination.
The hopefulness of the day before had clearly dissolved. Just then, a pair of strikingly powerful halogen headlights pierced the wall of darkness. The two companions looked at each other. The entrepreneur managed a smile. A gleaming Rolls-Royce, the color of coal, pulled up to the curb. With swift efficiency, a man in a crisp white uniform leapt out of the sedan and greeted the two with old-school civility.
Quickly, he regained his composure. Yes, Mr. Riley dresses in very unassuming attire, shall we say. He leads a remarkably exclusive life most of the time and is a man accustomed to getting anything he wants.
Everything he wants, to be more precise. So, once in a while, he does things to ensure his modesty and humility remain in check. Riley asked me to give these to you. On opening them, the entrepreneur and the artist saw these words: Hey, cats! I just needed to keep my boots on the ground. Big hug. Yesterday you met a great man. Looks really do not reveal the quality of a person.
The seats had that marvelously musky smell of new leather. Riley made his fortune many years ago, in various commercial ventures. He was also an early investor in what has now become an internationally admired company.
Discretion prevents me from mentioning the name and, if Mr. His instructions were simply to treat you with the utmost of care along with assuring you of his sincerity and reliability. And to deliver you safely to Hangar There was silence as the driver sped through the early morning streets. The artist looked out the window while rolling a bottle of water in one hand absentmindedly. No noise. Such peace. Even though I feel tired right now, I can really think.
Things seem clearer. It feels like the rest of the world is asleep. What tranquility. And awestruck. The entrepreneur studied the driver. He also has incredible willpower, along with having ironclad values, such as honesty, empathy, integrity and loyalty. Like a lot of the very, very, very rich. The Rolls soon arrived at a private airport. No sign of Mr. The driver accelerated up to an ivory jet that looked immaculately kept. The only color it bore appeared on the tail. Riley has conducted his many business interests under.
And now, with regret, this is where I must bid you adieu. Two handsome crew members chatted near the metal stairway that led up to the cabin. A tastefully refined blonde flight attendant handed the entrepreneur and the artist hot towels and offered them coffee from a silver tray. Riley once you see him. And do have fun in Mauritius. French flavor. Tremendous beauty. And, from what they say, many of the warmest and happiest people on Earth live there.
She studied the pilots as they performed their pre-flight preparation. Once at cruising altitude, premium champagne was served, caviar was recommended and an array of fabulous main courses were suggested. The entrepreneur was feeling fairly content and far less incited by the cruel attempt of her investors to take her company away from her. True, this might not be the ideal time to take a vacation to learn about The 5 AM Club philosophy and its underlying methodology that had served Mr.
Or perhaps this was the perfect time to get away from her usual reality to discover how the most successful, influential and joyful people on the planet start their days. After sipping on some champagne, the entrepreneur watched a movie. She then fell into a deep sleep. He read it for hours. You can just imagine how happy he felt. The jet made its trajectory over a number of vast continents and above varied terrain. The flight was meticulously conducted, and the landing was as fluid as the overall experience was fine.
Thank you once again for flying with us, and we trust that the journey was elegant, excellent and above all else, safe.
Not to worry—it shall be delivered to your guest rooms at Mr. As the Range Rover rolled along the highway, tall stalks of sugar cane swayed in the fragrant breezes blown by the Indian Ocean.
The quiet chauffeur wore a white cap, the kind you see bellmen at five-star hotels wearing, and a well-pressed dark gray uniform that hinted at an understated yet refined professionalism. He never missed slowing down when the speed limit descended and ensuring his signal light was on whenever a turn was to be made. Though it was evident that the man was older, he moved the vehicle along the roadway with the precision of a young apprentice dedicated to becoming the absolute best. Through the drive, his focus remained transfixed on the pavement ahead, in a sort of trance designed to keep his passengers secure yet deliver them to their destination with a smooth efficiency.
They passed through some tiny villages that had a timeless feel. Bougainvillea lined the streets, wild dogs with king-of-the-road demeanors stood at the meridian line, confronting the SUV in a deadly game of chicken, and children played on small grassy lawns with thoughtless abandon. Roosters could be heard shrieking from time to time, and old men in basic woolen hats with tooth-missing mouths and chestnut- colored skin sat on weather-beaten wooden chairs.
Choirs of upbeat birds sang melodically while colorful butterflies seemed to be fluttering everywhere. In one tiny community the SUV snaked through, a skinny boy with legs that appeared too long for his body pedaled a banana bike with a seat that was set too high on its creaky metal frame.
Everything seemed to move on island time. People looked cheerful. They beamed with a radiant vitality not so commonly seen in the overscheduled, machine-dominated and sometimes soulless lives so many among us are experiencing.
The beaches were unspeakably beautiful. The gardens were entirely glorious. See the summit up there? It resembles a human head, right? Hearing strange sounds, he woke up to see fairies and angels dancing all about him. These creatures instructed the man never to tell anyone what he had just seen or he would be turned to stone. Upset, the fairies and angels turned him to rock. And his head swelled to such a degree it rose to sit at the peak of the majestic mountain you both are looking at now, reminding everyone who sees it to keep their promises.
And honor their word. Another dog barked modestly in the background. Her window was open, and her wavy brown hair flitted in the wind. Her usually lined face now appeared completely smooth. She enunciated her words more slowly now. An unprecedented peacefulness emerged from her voice. One of her hands rested on the seat—not so far from where a hand of the artist, which bore finely etched tattoos on its middle and index fingers, lay.
Then she looked away, out at the sea. Engraved, finely, in the apparently precious metal were five statements. Empire-makers and history- creators take one hour for themselves before dawn, in the serenity that lies beyond the clutches of complexity, to prepare themselves for a world-class day.
RULE 2 Excuses breed no genius. Release your rationalizations and remember that small daily improvements, when done consistently over time, lead to stunning results. RULE 3 All change is hard at first, messy in the middle and gorgeous at the end. Everything you now find easy you first found difficult. With consistent practice, getting up with the sun will become your new normal.
And automatic. As you start to live like this, the majority will call you crazy. Remember that being labeled a freak is the price of greatness. RULE 5 When you feel like surrendering, continue. Triumph loves the relentless. The vehicle slowed to a crawl as it passed an orderly row of faded white beach houses.
A compact pickup truck was parked in the dusty driveway of one house. Dive gear was strewn across the front yard of another. The ocean appeared, both greenish and bluish with foam-topped waves making shaaaashing sounds before colliding with the sandy shore. The air now smelled a marine life smell, yet sweet like nectar with unexpected cinnamon hints blended into it.
A motorcycle helmet was perched on his old head. The sun was beginning to set, a glamorous sphere of blinding radiance that cast liquid yellow streaks and reflections on the welcoming water that lay before it.
Birds still chirped. Butterflies still flew. Quite magical, all of this. The gate opened. The driver opened his window, inviting in a sea breeze carrying a swirling scent that also included fresh jasmine mixed with rich roses. Gardeners in smart gardening attire waved sincere waves. The design was of the beachfront chic sort. It was both sensationally beautiful and completely private.
A massive veranda at the back of the home extended over the ocean. A muddy mountain bike leaned against a wall. A surfboard rested near the end of the driveway. Massive floor-to-ceiling windows were the only extravagant architectural flourish. Sun-bleached gray steps wound down to a breathtakingly lovely beach, the type seen in the travel magazines the elite crowd like to read. Amid all this exquisiteness, an isolated figure stood on the milk-colored sand.
He made not one movement. Perfect stillness. The man was Eiffel Tower tall, shirtless and bronzed, and sporting a pair of loose shorts with a camouflage pattern. Canary yellow sandals and uber-stylish sunglasses, the kind you might purchase on Via dei Condotti in Rome, completed the surfer Zen meets Soho swagger appearance.
He peered out into the sea, remaining still as a star in the big African sky. The illustrious Mr. So happy I trusted my gut and agreed to this wonderful escapade. Riley a giant hug! He took off his black shirt in the dazzling sunshine, exposing a Buddha-sized belly and man breasts the size of fleshy mangoes. He does walk his preach. He breathed hard. Not even one. Just a few wooden fishing boats with paint peeled off from the passage of years moored in the shallow waters near the shore.
The slender figure remained as fixed as a palace guard awaiting the arrival of the royal motorcade. No response. The man just kept looking out at the sea and at container ships the size of football stadiums that sat sprinkled across the horizon.
The artist soon stood behind the set of intensely tanned shoulders of the figure and tapped three times on the left one. Instantly, the figure spun around. The two visitors gasped. How to automatically remove noise and grain from photos using free online tools. Add to favorites. About author. Jascha Luca. Related articles. How to add a triangulation effect to photos and images.
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