Rarely as easy as you'd like. Never as hard as you think.

The readers for my blog the last few days looks exactly how I've been feeling. Like the chart could literally be my Biorythms or something (remember Biorhythms?). I know that we create our own reality, but this is literally like amirror. Not that how many people have been reading is my whole life. If I waited for y'all I never would have finished, or even put out my book.

Speaking of which, there are some good Meta Designer movements afoot. Bono's Red label is one. White Gold will be about twenty times more comprehensive--and the love, etc will be built into the product, not just sold as a fundraiser, but the idea is definitely percolating on some mass frequencies. Listen to my Meta Art podcast for more on that one. White Gold is going to be Meta like a mug. And bring the love like no company so far.

I just want folks to remember where they saw it first. No one has a $120 book out. No one. And no one's talking about $14 songs. No one. But I'm recording them. As we speak.

All this is coming. But some of them may not reference me at all. Some of them may not even have heard of me. The idea is free, love is free, I just happened to get there first. (And, if I've done my job right, more lovingly than most.)

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I had a dream the other night that told me to expect whatever I wanted. That that was what pulled it in. And that it was twice as hard, or near impossible without expectation. That feeling of just aboutness.

Sometimes I think that that's all anything is: learning, practice, growth--doing something enough so that you know you can. Convincing yourself so that you can expect it. And then it happens. If that's true, then there are ways THROUGH BELIEF that we can grow and get what we want much more rapidly than traditional methods. I firmly believe this. We create our own trajectory--and not just for type As--for everyone. And we can bling it out, slow it down, love it lovely, whatever. We do that. With money, love, access, etc.

But it's not the same as sitting on the couch expecting something great to show up at your front door. Another dream showed me that a quarterback's posture, his poise, determines the success or failure of the pass before the ball even left his hand. Our body is hard-wired to our beliefs. We are literally the physical embodiment of what we believe. If we say we can't, if we give up, if we decide to take the leap--those are all reflected in our physical self. And affect how we look.

There's a lot of talk in the New Age world, and a lot of "healing" but I believe that you can't really be the person you want to be until you are doing the things you want to be doing. This, in my opinion, is some long hidden Western knowledge. The East thinks what you do is immaterial, and the left and many New Agers have followed along, preferring to focus on the how of things (and they're right about that), but what you are doing cannot be thunk, or meditated, or yoga'd away.

If you're here to sing, or keep bees, or teach kids, or be a jet flying CEO hairdresser rock star, then you aren't going to be the person you want to be until you get on with it. Even--ESPECIALLY--if your parents, society, partner, kids, the guys at work, your conscience, tells you its impossible. Impossible means I'm Possible! ANd you wouldn't want to do it if it had already been done. Woot, woot. Just start telling mo-fos, get the software and get to stepping.

There's a great story about Alexander the Great and the Gordian Knot in a book about Kabbalah that my brother gave me. It was prophesyied that whoever could untie this knot would rule some kingdom. Alexander was slipping and had no money to pay his armies. There was a serious challenger to his rule in an enemy army who was riding a significant wave of momentum.

Alexander had been told he would be the guy, but he was having his doubts. Then he arrived upon the knot.

And he couldn't untie it. He tried again and again. Nothing. If he was the one, he should be able to get it, and eveyone who had turned out to watch him knew that. His army knew that.

He gave up and sat there and looked at the damn thing. Long and hard.

Then he drew his sword, cut it down the middle and walked through it. Going on to rule whatever land hewas aiming for.

A short while later his adversary died from a mysterious illness.

Rarely as easy as you'd like. Never as hard as you think.

But you've got to expect it. You've got to want it. You've got to make it your own. You've got to give your life to proving it. Be about it. Bout it, bout it.

You won't think you will be able to accomplish it. I never thought I could finish my book if it took more than a year and a half. It took 5. I certainly never thought I could go on and do more if the book flopped (I borrowed heavily to put it out). The book flopped. I'm sitting in a professional-quality music studio working on the album. And I'm more in debt. Just like the YouTube guy was in debt. Just like Bill Gates was in debt.

But mark my words, the ROI (that's return on investment) will be unprecedented. YouTube and Microsoft were both in the material world. They're just tightening bolts on the delivery system. And they have taken themselves out of the running to provide content. Without a ten to twenty year turn around, that is.

White Gold money is creative money. Spiritual money. Quantum money. Delivering the goods money. Would you rather make cardboard boxes or the precious cargo that they will contain? Quantum money moves at the speed of light instead of the speed of the internet. Or the USPS. Hell, Microsoft isn't moving at any speed the last few years. And the YouTube guys have just made themselves very high paying jobs.

It's not like they enjoy a relaxed lunch. Or have better sex. They just have nicer cars sitting in a nicer parking spot while the Google goos try to stress their money back out of them. (A recent article detailed Google's culture of insanity: including a ticking digital clock projected on the walls at meetings.) It's not like they're happy, or fulfilled, just rich.

To be really rich, you've got to feel it first--then make the money! Make love money. (And keep your dick/breasts out of the machine while doing so--no easy task these days, with the gatekeepers being so astute and perfectionally uptightk).

Off to bang beats..