"Cash rules everything around me" - Wu Tang Clan
What exactly does money mean to you? Is it the just a form of transaction for goods and services? Is it the root of all evil? The reason you live? What you try to get by any means necessary? The only thing that can make your life better? The measurement of success? What does it mean to you?
Most people get up work a 9 -5, others get up and hit the block hustling, some get to robbing, thieving and defrauding, what ever it takes to get that paper right? That Guap, the cheese, the bread, cheesecake, cheddar, fetti, dough, or the cake (whatever you want to call it).
What does money mean to me? I know I want it, I want lots of it, but I got to thinking and I feel like I finally have some sort of understanding of the value of money in my life. I want money so I can surround myself with beautiful things, travel to distant lands at my choosing, eat and drink the best when its time to do so, and to expand my life, feed my mind and develop my intellect. (Thanks to Wallace Wattles for that insight). I am beginning to realize that in any endeavor I find myself in, I can not let money be my solitary goal or main goal. Money should come as a by product of what I do, and how I do it. In this way I can strive to become the best person I could possibly be, do business ethically and fairly, and focus on improving the services I provide to others. This is why our goal at the Swaggaback Conglomerate is to help enough other people get what they want, so that we could get what we want (Thanks to Zig Ziglar for that insight. Get well soon).
At a point in my life I was putting myself in all these different scenarios mentally, just to see how I would react if I were actually in that position. It was about four years ago, I hardly buy lottery tickets but on that day the thing was up to $ 300 million. I bought a ticket for a couple of bucks, and I put myself in this trance where I vividly imagined winning that amount. I found out one thing that day (which puzzled me for quite a while), I realized that if I had won that money my life would be entirely miserable beyond belief. I later found out through more self examination that this was a signal that money was not the “end all be all” of my life. There has to be something more to live for. I started to understand why we have rich people that commit suicide, don’t have many friends, and have miserable relationships with family. I found out that there has to be a higher purpose.
I want a lot of money; mid ten figures (I have never publicly said this before now). My understanding of this and the more understanding I’m gaining of myself constantly lets me know that no amount of money is going to make you a better person than you currently are. My advice (which I am encouraging you to take, because I try to take it myself no matter how many times I falter) is to become the person you wish to be when you are rich, now. If you want to donate to charities when you have lots of money, try donating to charity now (maybe not in actual money, but in your time). This is the journey I’m on, just wanted to share it with y’all. One love.
Crown Prince
