02 free stuff doesn’t always work perfectly
Now I want to just say - it says "free" on the cover. I'm not here to defy the wisdom of the world. Everything that's great ain't going to be free. You know we can talk about all this shit. You go to a food bank - the food is moldy. You get a free car - the shit breaks down. You get a free date with a girl and she's a psycho. I'm sure if you're a girl and you're reading this book, you've got worse stories than me about free shit just going sideways. Every time that there's something free, there's a catch. Also, I'm not different in this regard either. I am a personal brand. Hey Brandyn, I sell [...]
01 your free ticket to a fast paced, charismatic, and beautiful life
First of all, I want to give you a warning as you read this - you will find different parts of this written to you with different levels of sincerity. I hope that doesn't bother you. Anything I write that's in long form is meant to be a living document. If I dropped dead before a piece of art is finished, then you've got bigger problems than my unfinished manuscript. However, if you're still reading long form - a sincere God bless you. You are the kind of person that I want to communicate with long-term. I really hope that what I have to share with you hooks you and is directly about you and directly impacts the way you think. I [...]
Make Five Shifts In Your Thinking
If you're a person that's in community organizing, or if you're in business, or you're in podcasting, or if you're looking to improve your friends, relatives, family life, I've heard over and over people complain and talk about being stuck in a rut, feeling like they're at low capacity, like they're depressed, issue after issue after issue. And they're overwhelmed with other people's trauma. They're overwhelmed with soap operas that crash into their life all the time and it feels just unavoidable. So if you've only got a few minutes, I've done hundreds of podcast episodes. I've done hundreds of live streams. I've worked for 15 years in personal development, working with bestselling authors. Working with producers, working with people who've made [...]
03 – the nightmare
Grimaldi clapped his hands once, a sharp sound that echoed in the small, dark space. A section of the book-lined wall swung inward without a sound, revealing a hidden alcove. Within it hung a single suit of clothes: a tailored, dark charcoal suit that looked like it would cost more than a car, a simple black shirt, and no tie. It was understated, elegant, and utterly severe. "The washroom is through there," he said, pointing a bony finger to another nearly invisible door. "Clean yourself. Burn what you are wearing. You will find everything you need. When you are presentable, we will begin your lesson. You have until the moon reaches its zenith. We will present you to the Prince tonight." His [...]
02 – the authorities
The door boomed shut behind Lochlan Martra the instant he was clear, the sound final and absolute, sealing him in. For a moment, there was only darkness and the rapid, frantic beating of his own heart in his ears. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. "This IS a shitshow," he muttered to himself. Then, a single gas lamp sputtered to life on a wall nearby, casting a weak, jaundiced glow. The voice, that dry rasp, spoke again, now from directly beside him. "Of some kind, yes." An older man was seated in a high-backed wing chair that Lochlan could have sworn was empty a second ago. He was long and gaunt, his skin like pale parchment stretched over bone. He wore an old-fashioned smoking jacket, [...]
