Monthly Archives: January 2018

Wake up and get out of your debt prison before it’s too late

I woke up one day fed up with the debt I had accumulated and thought about how I could kill it by doing the same thing I had been doing my whole life. Fuck no. This isn’t possible. If you wake up and think this, you aren’t serious about getting out of debt.  You never will be.  You have to hate it.  Reading books on personal finance and doing little things has chipped away a bit. But as Dave Ramsey says, radical change requires radical change, or how I interpret what he says. Not waking up scared about my future debt, about the life I will not give my family wasn’t doing that. Now I am there. And I am worried about our American nation distracted letting their debt grow like cancer as they scream foul at some fantasy. They don’t realize their protest falling on deaf ears is leading to an oppression that they won’t look at and must see, growing on them and in them. Debt is a prison, makes you a corporate slave. I still don’t see the outrage en masse. I wait. Will it come? Will they want to Andy Dufresne?  My outrage is right here becoming frugal and not worried about what others think about my affluence.

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Book Review: Win Bigly 

Under Control of My Ideas

Maybe my ideas suck just as bad as the next person, no matter how hard I try to make them heard or make them law.  And here, I attempt to control my life in all decisions, I wake up and wonder how in control I am about my ideas. Control over other people’s ideas.  Have I tried to control too much? Too many fingers in too many idea pies? A thought I like to reflect on, old and played-out by now: when you focus on everything you focus on nothing. By making my ideas center stage have I taken the light away from other people’s ideas? I am not sure, but I recall this idea of control: When you attempt to control others you lose control of yourself. I wake up from a dream where I am visiting a counselor, she says that same thing, like a past life, as if it’s true. I know it now.  Oddly, I concede and take it all back because I know dreams can be right.  I know because they have been. Who is in control of my ideas, what ways can they show it through listening and relating under control?

If you want the impossible, you’ll have to do the impossible

If you want the impossible, you’ll have to do the impossible to get it.  Not sit around and diddle, or sit around and post on social media.  Limit these distractions.  Limit all news but the weather.  You don’t need prescription pill commercials nor paid for ideas.  Every day is another day to make it right individually, to attain everything that you want or need in YOUR LIFE.  Sitting here at 5 a.m. on a Saturday, every Saturday, I teach English abroad to make my impossible possible.  I am a dad, human, American.  I have obligations.  There is no questions about it.  I want the impossible.  And the only way to get it is to be realistic, and do the impossible.  If you want something hard work is the key, that shouldn’t be impossible.

Financial Freedom as I Walk Through My Neighbor’s House 

I walked through my neighbor’s house today looking for flaws and thinking how I would never buy this place, ever. It’s too small and I like unfinished basements.  I went house-shopping today but did not buy. Instead, of buying the American Dream I take a step back and try to get out of our American Nightmare first: credit card and student debt.  I walk through my neighbor’s house and I know I should have started earlier, as most millennials. But unlike the aforementioned group–my “tribe”, I protest that and focus on financial freedom.  I have no time for distractions, I know I’m funding some bank exec’s beach.  Also, wait til the housing market crashes again. 

Pawternity vs. Paternity: A Slap in the Face to Fatherhood

Believe it or not, their is pawternity leave in our world today, even when paternity leave exists in the dark ages. As a father, I consider the idea of pawternity a slap in the face to fatherhood, and a poorly written joke. Shouldn’t America, along with its companies, focus on embracing a model that promotes, encourages, and allows strong families, allows fathers to be fathers? Perhaps it is time I get a dog and start reaping the benefits of this privilege.  Or maybe we need to start respecting the dignity and importance of actual human fathers every where, instead of making the idea of them a monstrosity of a joke.