From The Desk of Maverick Brenton.
Subject: Using Your Nightmares As Fuel.
Would you like to know something?
It’s a little secret I have.
About a force that drives me forward, towards the light of my vision.
A force I tap into, when I need to tap into it.
You see, there was a time when I was motivated by material success. The glitz and the glam. The shiny things we’re all told we need.
That shit.
But.
The motivation that came from those things, never really lasted. And it never accomplished anything. It never changed me. It never worked. It was just me - jerking off inside my head, about how I want my life to look.
That type of motivation is worthless to me. There is no substance to it. And there is no meaning behind it. It’s just the shit that normal people fantasise about while they remain slaves to the lives they hate.
It makes them feel better: picturing how amazing everything will suddenly be when they get lucky and life gives them what they want.
I used to think like those normal people. But I don’t anymore.
So what is it, that motivates me now?
Is it achieving total freedom, able to do whatever I want - whenever I want?
Is it being blessed by the gods with the ability to do nothing but write my words of magic and live the life of an Artist?
I guess that does motivate me. It’s a big part of my vision. But it’s not what really motivates me. It just feels nice when I think about it. And it gives me a direction to walk in.
So silence your mind and listen carefully my fellow warriors – for I will tell you where my power, and my courage, really comes from.
It certainly isn’t pretty. And it’s not nice.
For what really motivates me and what really drives me - is the darkness, not the light.
It’s my nightmare. My own personal hell. And my deepest, darkest fear - which is the life I could end up living if I don’t listen to my heart and pursue my destiny as a writer, a teacher and a messenger who was sent here to inspire change in the lives of those who are ready to change.
I am not running towards anything. And the vision I work towards every day is simply the content of my mission on earth - providing me with a direction and a path up the mountain that is life.
It’s my worst nightmare that really drives me: being trapped in a meaningless life, working a job I despise and letting my true gifts go to waste. In other words, the death of my soul before the death of my physical body. That’s the worst pain you can imagine. And it’s the pain that millions live with every single day - millions that I must help see the light.
I see it in their eyes when I walk through city streets and supermarkets aisles. I see it in their faces when I pass them on the roads that connect our little worlds. And I feel it in my heart, whenever I speak to people with normal jobs and normal lives and no dreams - content with doing what is expected of them by other people.
They look like the walking dead. Lifeless, crushed, and hopelessly lost.
They don’t glow with purpose and power. And they don’t, because their soul has died inside them. Now they carry it around in their physical bodies - just existing, instead of actually living.
And so it is in the contemplation of the above truth, that you will find real motivation.
The light will give you hope. And it will make you feel good. But it’s the fear of the darkness that will turn you into a real winner. It’s the fear of the darkness that will light a fire under your ass and really send you moving forward.
I promise: There is something that haunts you - just like the nightmare that haunts me.
It’s something you’re deeply afraid of.
Your own personal hell.
And guess what?
That is your real motivation right there. That is the fuel that will make your fire burn hot like the sun.
Forget about the glory for a moment. And look down, instead of up.
Take a look at what you could become if you continue living like a slave.
Consider what you could end up as if you continue to ignore the call from within, living your life dominated by the fear of absolutely nothing - like the majority of human beings.
Broke. Fat. Lonely. Depressed. Helpless. Miserable. Scared. Without purpose. Without joy. Without direction. And without hope.
Stuck in a job you hate - a job that completely crushes your soul and leaves you in a permanent state of anxiousness.
Trapped under an immensity of debt that makes you a slave to the life you so despise.
No family.
No love.
Nothing.
Mastered by insurmountable demons. And chained to a bloody post in the depths of your own personal hell.
Maybe that’s where you are, right now. Maybe you’re already living your own worst nightmare. Maybe my words have just pierced your dead heart - driving through it, what you already knew to be true about yourself: you no longer posses a soul and you are the among walking dead whose life belongs to someone else. And if that is so - all I can say is fight back. Don’t give in. Don’t give up. Go for it. Go all in. You’re already dead, so you have nothing to lose.
For everyone else however - those who still posses a soul, a dream and the desire to become who they could be: find what makes you run. And find what actually scares you. That’s where the most potent fuel is found.
Go down into your own personal hell.
Go down there and look through the gates. Look at what you could become if you continue to live in fear and ignore your gut instinct like most people do. Let that motivate you.
So..
Will you allow your soul to die? And will you become a part of the walking dead?
Or.
Will you do exactly what you were put on earth to do - and reap the rewards of joy, purpose and a life well fucking lived?
Until Next Time.
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