The "rainbow pimp" as a certain "Tyrone Eric Milakuwhat Blanks" once called me "You got the HAIR, RAHUL!!!!!!!!!!" ... is wondering.
He's been in a great mood all day!
He's been thinking.
And as I think about something, and as the Universe opens up to ME - I had this thought.
Am I half chinese?
My Dad said it, of course.
"You're half Chinese", he once said.
I have no idea whether he really meant it, but somehow, those off the cuff remarks hit home - he probably did!
"But you skin yellow!" (true comment made by Anna, a property consultant who pinched at my skin when I tried to explain that I was ethnically Indian - not red either. Hehe).
And a host of other comments.
True, I've always been a chameleon, adapt at picking up the signals the Universe is sending me, hiding, biding my time (Bozo knows this, hehe) ... and much more.
True, I could be "from anywhere".
From Arabic to Spanish to American to South American to Chinese to "Asian" - well, Indian is probably the LAST thing someone would call me. They hardly ever do. Hehe.
But thats how it is - as we think, so we attract!
And I've always been this way my friend.
Anyway, I think I remember telling you something about a group I created - which is still going strong?
Two, in fact - two employment groups.
Of course, with me yin and yang never goes away.
With employment "Jack must play, he was never a dull boy!"
So I created a kink related group too in 2014 - around the same time I created "Keeping it Real in China" - and the two employments groups - one networking group- and so forth.
All free services, friend, top notch groups that people literally beg to get into.
I've spurned offers from people wanting to buy the groups - literally.
And all this for free - the tight ship I run, and the rules I implement - everyone complains.
Those rules are ultimately though what attract people, because the groups serve the purpose for what they were intended.
Unlike a certain "Keeping it Real in China" which I was pretty lax on moderating.
Bozo Glyn and the rest had fun in that.
When I left that group I gave it to Glenn, a guy from Australia, who then handed it to the Boozo.
As another pal Alix once said, this group is no longer serving the purpose Rahul wanted it to!
And as Charles said, "don't give it to Glyn - he will RUIN it immediately".
Which he did - but Charles wasn't willing to take up the mantle of responsibility either.
Remember, my friend - everyone "wants".
As I told a lady today, "everyone is bored, but no-one is speaking up, all are silent" (she added me out of the blue today - long time since we spoke - 2014 - and I almsot didnt remember her! But, the picture looked familiar, and ... well, that smile... and well, I'll get into that below!).
Everyone wants - but no-one is willing to take RESPONSIBILITY and DO.
Remember, what you're doing for free - or a community service - the laws of the Universe apply just as much to free services as they do paid, perhaps more.
Sometimes, what we do for free pay us WAY more in satisfaction and even money down the line than we realize.
Dongguan Expat, that website we created - back in the day - it literally gave me my next job when I was almost "done" with China and had almost given up!
I found Freddie through the site I created (well, Michael created it, but we co-did it, basically - it's a long story, y'all know that!).
Same thing with these groups, except yours truly created all of them, never anyone else involved. I've had offers of co-moderation, all spurned.
But anyway ... "everyone is scared to speak up".
People are content to be the "drooping lily on the wall NO-ONE notices".
People are happy to "NOT do" the thing - people are happy to NOT say the thing.
People are happy, most of all, not to be the "nail that sticks out, because it gets hammered the first".
With all that said, where are we NOW?
Ah, of course, I gotta be interrupted just as I sit down to write to you ...
Ah, I'm back - back after a break. In the past, I'd get SO irritated at losing my train of thought - now? I prefer not to, but blessed is the state of mind I can sit here, write to you, not worry about losing my train of thought even after being interrupted - something most ADVANCED writers cannot do, trust me.
Anyway .. .
So another group I had rules for, but never went anywhere was the "kink" group - which of course turned into an idiotic porn group with idiots spamming it.
I clamped down, but then no-one talked.
No-one my friend, especially these days is interested in real conversation.
"We just wana look at videos".
Fuck, how the hell do you CONVERSE without the other person being frank about their opinions etc?
As for kinks trust me, we ALL have 'em.
It's a matter of whether we're smart and sensible about the, or a Bozo Schofield. Thats a choice we can all make.
Like I told you before I gave the group to Gubo, and I left.
I've no idea where Gubo is.
And remember, I never hid my face - identity etc as a lot of people did on there.
Yours truly, always transparent and open - and TODAY, as I was thinking about future plans, she added me.
I didnt know who it was, but I knew I knew her, I asked. ..
Turned around she was part of the group - and after we chatted, she lamented the group went nowhere after I gave it up.
The number of members stayed stagnant.
NO conversation, even less than before... (we had some thought provoking conversations in there, I'll tell you that!).
And ... so I've asked her to find out who the admin is, I'll probably take the group back - and run with it.
The time is NIGH, my friend, for miracles to happen.
Yes, I know you on this list are thinking "he's going all esoteric on us again", but life, my friend - that is the only way.
As I have written SO MANY times, life comes full circle. It always, always does...
And on that note, I'm off to talk to Maria.
Now, before I go -
The "pre-sales" cycle for Lumberjack Lodestone Fitness - is rapidly coming to a CLOSE. If you want in at the price now (I will price it FAR higher down the line) - then take action NOW.
And second, those two copies of Fast and Furious Fitness "pure Gold" - the Collector's Edition must go, I've already had interest, but I'll giv eit a few more days for you guys and then if no-one takes action (on those books - curiously, sales are ROARING on the other books) ... then away they go.
All for a good cause!
Life's a trip, eh. The "vacation before death", a saying Dwayne use!
Thats some trippy ass shit, Holmes!
- Rahul Mookerjee
PS - "I'll leave the groups to Rahul!" Hehe - So said even Glyn Bozo "Popko Schofield" once...
Yes, even Bozo sometimes gets it. Hehe.
In 201.... Well, I can't remember, when but there have been plenty of instances like this in mainland China!
The one I'm referring to was when a lady literally paraded a naked Bozo - not Glyn for a change - through the streets of somewhere, in Fuzhou, I believe (I can just see the Bozo Googling and trying to find th epicture, hehe - but yeah, Bozo Glyn do so, news had a picture too!) ... and, stopping at a bus stop in rain or something.
Created a massive furore back then.
But really, in a country like China,with more delectable girls and Nazi feminists than you can say "voila!" - it ain't surprising.
On the other site, I wax lyrical about the ladies at the border in Louhou, for instance, who publicly slap their husbands, and they hang their heads and do nothing - - and th eBozos (yes, like Schofield) who that turns on (believe me it ain't a turn on for most in real life though!) ...
I wax LYRICAL about groveling boyfriends, the man - woman ratio in China, the desperation many men (and these days, girls too) SHOW to "find the right mate" ...
And so forth.
Then there was a clown who was pulling a highly drugged tiger in China on a dog leash and Tom Tomming it.
I remember thinking, dude, you better get out of it's way when that thang is PISSED!
But Bozos like that kinda crap - much like what the Chinese do the majestic tiger and brown bears in their horrible animal farms.
The mangy looking animals for one, they really disgrace Mother Nature (the Chinese, not the animals -those that they LET live that is. They eat damn near everything in case you didnt know!).
But it always makes me angry to see the mighty tiger humbled like that due to forces OUT of its control.
But anyway ... myself.
I keep getting asked this.
"With your background, why not work a job, friend".
"You'd make a ton!"
Ah, but that ain't the reality.
ALL the jobs I've been had - have not paid me what I was worth, and expected me to be a Bozo grinder that delivers results day after day, and gets peanuts for it.
Not all ,actually, China jobs were a tad better in terms of pay...
(or I wouldn't take 'em, period - and YES what I consider decent pay is what most Bozos and so called employers consider "sky high" - of course, when it comes to THEM ... HA! It's never enough)
But anyway, I will always remember a comment an old boss once made in THAT job.
At the time, the company was three people "old" and growing by the day.
Sales - yours truly - was the one making it grow and how!
LEAPS AND BOUNDS!
They never even expected that sort of performance from the get go, as a certain "Ravi" once told me "Rajesh was expecting you to settle in for a while, and then deliver - you didnt need that weaning in period at all!"
"He's very happy with you!"
All true , my friend.
Of couse, what I GOT for my efforts - anything but commensurate.
And the minute I asked for more, it started to fall apart (see the book).
Thing is, with my background, people have this subconscious "he won't work for what we want him to" thinking, and despite them liking me, or not, this is ALWAYS the case.
They always expect more, and want to pay less - operations, for instance at the time was not just doing nothing, but wasn't contributing to the bottom line one damned bit, yet, he got more than 2x what I was getting.
The lifeblood of any organization!
Read more in the book, of course...
YES, their sales manager there for years couldn't convert leads coming on a platter to him.
But anyway, boss made the comment about hiring "a third person" in charge of all three of us - which of course everyone was against - well, I wasn't asked, the other two were. Hehe. No-one asks me these things, because "how dare he!"
(of course, they did eventually hire someone supposed to report to me, except he never did, and that was their way of saying "goodbye" i.e. skills transfer to him- no need to pay me what I was worth - its that sort of short sighted thinking that keeps people and companies from growing. But yeah, maybe they never wanted to grow (boss said that once, to his credit)).
So he never hired that person, but to me, he turned around and said this.
"That guy needs an office, Rahul He's a senior person, from IIM!"
IIM is some fancy shmancy instittute in India - the Tom Tom's keep Tomming it.
(today, people from there are driving cabs for a living, it's been going on for years).
Nothing against, cabbies, but the Tom Tomming about fancy degrees - I've spoken out against it for years, and the facts bear me out.
Just because you're someone that sat through college or fancy or not, doesnt guarantee squat shyt.
Most real achievers didnt even make it past high school in many cases, let alone college.
But anyway ...
I remember thinking "He deserves a room, they deserve more salary, yet the person getting you results NOW - what do you give HIM?"
(and this dude, remember, he hadn't even joined as yet. Somehow his fancy degree made him more valuable?
I call BS. Haha.
Fact is, their thought processes were "how dare Rahul think HE is valuable, just because he has overseas experience, which we will never ever have".
Aha. I hit a sore spot, I can feel it... )
I couldn't say that, of course, then.
The only time you can truly be honest in a job is when they're fed up with you enough to fire you. Hehe.
Else, the farce of bosses saying "be honest' is just a farce.
They want Tom Tom's, monkeys and Bozos.
I've never been that!
To me, I'd rather have the risk of working for myself - and the joy.
No rules, nothing reporting, nothing doing.
I make the rules - I'm the one that takes the wins - the losses - all of 'em!
I've ALWAYS been that way, and always will be ...
And I admit it, I was PISSED at that job.
We were all at the same level, yet, THEY got an office, more benefits, I got exactly .. what?
F-all in the grand scheme of things.
Despite producing the polar opposite, which is the point of me saying this - it isn't because I miss the job. Hehe.
Anyway, such is life working for others.
I highly recommend you NOT to.
Creating, and having the ability to create is what counts.
Do so, you'll be ont he right track for life - and a hell of a lot happier to boot.
PS. - Remember, the two copies reamining, Collector's Edition ..
PPS - In short they want Bozos on dog leashes, I was never that ... Hehe.
I still remember, in Oman, they had this idiotic requirement "to wear ties".
To someone who can barely stomach formal wear at it's barest, ties?
As Anupam, a guy there once put it (when yours truly, of course wasn't wearing one) ...
"Gale ka patta kahan hai! Boss aa raha hai, Boss will be pissed!"
He did not say "pissed", he said "Boss is very serious about that!"
i.e. where's your dog collar (in jest) - the boss is very serious about it.
That influence results any which way? First thing you know, I ain't no damn model though I could be, but fact is, thats another means of BS Control - there was no need for that in an "IT technician" position.
More foolishness from the Bozo factory.
Phock, this damn thing crashed while writing it!
But as I wrote it, the Universe was speaking to me - right down to a voice telling me "dont tell her!"
I wont. Hehe.
Beyond that though ...
Tom Tom's and idiots and Buffoons that are neighsayrs, kindly dont read past this.
Freebie seekers, dont either.
Those that believe it's all motivational gobbleydook with no basis in the real world - kindly dont read.
For the rest of though - doers - kindly do and please READ!
Let's face it.
HOw many times per day does the average person, you, me, everyone use the words "I wish"?
Recently, I was talking to a dude, a guy who I met in 2013 with regard to certain goals I have.
Right from the minute I met this dude, right from how he was introduced to me, in a way most people wouldnt understand or even begin to comprehend - right, play of words - and the four ones above - just words, but they make a hell of a difference, friend, a HELL Of a difference!! - to your life - and results - or lack thereof - anyway, right from that point, I knew three things.
Ambitious, the right guy to do what I wanted to get done then - and the person to work with on that.
Great guy as well.
Now, he was saying something along the lines of "Man, I wish someone would get that for me!"
He wasn't referring to a handout, he ain't that kind of guy.
But, it got me thinking.
How many times do you, friend, say or think the following.
"I wish my life was better"
"I wish I wasn't going through this".
"I wish I wasn't married"
"I wish I was in better shape!"
"I wish I had a lifestyle lik eRahul where I could do exactly as I please, when I please, make $$ to boot... and the rest of it"
(on that note, freebie seekers, like a certain Mr S, if you've made it this far - free coaching - nah. Please leave NOW.
While YES, I AM giving you the secrets - some of them - for free here, they ain't the entire picture.
But, a huge part of it anyway!)
"I wish I ... "
Lets face it, all of us do it - and sometimes, often, we ain't even aware of it.
Then we console ourselves by looking at the rest who're in the same boat.
Miserable, unhappy, sad, UNFULFILED..
yet, what if, my friend, just what if ... You changed this thought to - for example.
"What if I was fit enough to do 500 pushups per workout?"
Thats it, and keep THAT thought in mind other than "I wish I was ...?"
Words make a huge fucking difference, friend.
And are ultimatly what seperate the true doers from the wannabe and Bozo sorts.
You might not think so but words make you picture and FEEL a goal - and the intensity with which you feel is what attracts, or helps you attract, NOT the other way around i.e. just saying it without meaning it doesn't do an iota or fig leaf of any good whatsoever.
When you say what if, if you do so right, you'll start to notice two things -
One, how you FEEL. You'll automatically, even if you dont want to, picture the life without a spouse - or with more money - or being super fit - or job of your choice - big house - whatever it is!
This, my friend, is how you start to attract.
When you feel it, you'l have it. Simple fact of life, and you'll be on the way to getting it too if you ain't already.
Second, you'll be elated at the world of possibilities opening when previously yo uthought "impossible".
Trust me on this ...
Try this trick fitness wise with any fitness goal you have for just a week - and report back in terms of your progress, and how you feel (and do so with deep emotion, the goal must be meaningufl to you).
And next, remember this too.
I ain't given my copies of Fast and Furious Fitness away for free.
No way ... but I WILL give 'em to folks interested, and now that I've put out feelers, a lot are.
But yet - I'm putting it on hold.
I want YOU the list to have plenty of opportunities to get it FIRST because you deserve it!
So, repay that faith, friend.
Go ahead and get these now.
Trust me, pure gold, you will ALWAYS cherish this one book - as I do so deeply.
Hence, I talk about it so much, or I wouldn't give a rip either way.
One of the prime arguments between my (ex) wife and myself is this - "you got the married tag!"
Apparently her point is that I "say" I'm married, when the reality is the polar opposite.
(I wonder if a certain Bozo - a female one - who twatted about "you're married, but you hide it!" is reading this ... )
Luna, I believe, was this bozo's name (not the Luna I once knew and taught - she's a great gal!)
But anyway, the way most people bandy the word.
It's a good word to begin with, and trust me, traditional families when things work like they should are the best thing ever, yet, the reality?
The world is becoming more and more dysfunctional by the day, and it's Bozos who Tom Tom the word family, yet FEEL the exact opposite about family - that are responsible.
You keep hearing it.
"My family is important!"
Until the next ring notifcication for money recieved comes on your phone it is...
Until then, busy, family, and of course veeeeeedddddeeeoooosssss....
Thats not to say everyone is the same - no - but in the dysfunctional world we live in, where apparently in Scotland - get this - FOUR YEAR OLDS can "change their gender or what not" and "not inform their parents" - I mean WTF - four year olds???????
SSC is one thing, but FOUR YEAR OLDS?
Give me a break, and these are the Tom Tom's talking about family!)
Carol, that girl once I knew who had quite uncomplimentary and 100% true things to say about my own family has done an "about face" for the past couple of years - along with the rest of the increasingly FAKE world.
Yesterday, I told her she could visit me with family someday.
"When you with family together? How are you?" (and she's fully cognizant of the so caled family situation, more than most are!).
Trust me on ths one.
She of course, has turned into a Tom Tom too, ignoring most of what is said to her . Of course, she is "too busy!"
And "other time is family time!"
I cannot tell you the CRAP feeling I get from these posts i.e. these people are just getting more and more desperate by the day i.e. it coul dbe Carol wanting to (so called) climb mountains with me, or anyone else, but the reality is - the "family time" excuse is only used so much when times are tough, and there is nothing else to do, so Tom Tom's just focus on what they have.
Ever seen a DOER constantly use the word family that way?
Real doers DO.
If there is a family, they take care of them.
They dont sit on their ass and say we dont cook and clean (if you're a woman) - and if you're a man, you are the breadwinnner, simple as that.
And for my wife to talk about "the tag" in a world where no-one gives a rip about it, where three wives and fifteen husbands with Bozos licking butt is becoming normal, I gotta say this.
Then Nicole, another "outstanding" girl I know.
She posted somethong on her moments translating to this -
"Dont bother my peers today!
It's not easy to find someone!
I work overtime, I dont date!
Ask me, INSTANT REPLIESSSSSSSSS!"
To say this post smacks of DESPERATION - and tough business (hey, thats China now) - would be an understatement,
She's the boss.
So, of course - she'd rather people go directly to her to avoid paying commissions out. Interesting how the reality is often not mentioned!
And the "instant reply" part from someone who never replies to anything most of the time says it all.
In short - the world is getting FAKER by the day.
I never heard the word "family" being bandied around so much as I do these days - and it ain't because people love each other more.
Divorces for one, are SKY ROCKETING EVERYWHERE - as is entitlement and Nazi feminism ...
Men probably aren't entirely blameless either on that front.
Anyway, yours truly has always been very open about his status, and continues to be so ...
But really if you use the word, MEAN IT!
Don't just use it to show fancy idiotic pictures on social she-dia for one...
To me, my only family, my daughter.
Thats pretty much it, friend - if you talk about mutual caring, respect, and love.
And that, my friend is that.
This post will be a most unpopular one, I'm sure.
But it's nigh true.
And on that note, more unpopular, yet sEARING advice that will get you in the best shape of your life HERE.
Remember, choose the Collector's Edition, pure gold, until copies last, which is 2, so hurry!
(and one of those is mine, one the ex wife, so HURRY!)
(I done "actually sold out" a LONG TIME AGO).
My lovely friend, or my dear reader, whichever it is ..
I'll use dear reader, on this site, hehe.
Something interesting happning this morning (or afternoon, whatever it is for YOU the reader(.
A lady broke rules in my WeChat group last night so she was booted. Period. No second chances, no explanation, and I believe I've gone over the why's and wherefore's before - in short, my playing field my football so my rules, within reason - two, rules are there for a reason, else much like Bozo Glyn who I allowed way too much latitude in "keeping it real in China!" the group goes to the dogs - though I would never allow that in a more serious group - KIR was an adventure, really - but NOT my employments groups, where you break rules - YOU'RE OUT - though with reason, not like the idiotic "you listen to smartphone" you're out idiot of a Prof in that silly grad school I once applied to in Southern India) ... and three most importantly, people dumb or brazen enough to break clearly posted rules usually do so again.
With all that being said, something interesting happened.
This lady, Helen, a "Goddess" if there ever was one - more on that later - added me.
Sent me such a long note explaining why she did what she did that I just had to .. you know, I had a change of heart.
Then I steeled myself.
Remember, Rahul, you've done this before, the people have broken rules -AGAIN.
So I told her, nothing doing - rules are rules, although I understand why you did what you did, rules are rules, and I explained it all in short.
I didtn need to. I'd find that out later! Hehe.
But anyway ... then, the way she accepted this struck me as ... something.
not odd, different.
Most people piss, moan, whine, and groan.
She didnt, and was continually polite and most importantly, friendly about it - VIBES, vibes, vibes, that vibe I keep talking of!
And, the vibe I got, smart!
And other things too. Hehe. Including the Goddess part when she said "Oh God!" to my reply of "no way".
She reminded me of a certain Ivy Bao. Hehe.
I told her she reminded of a certain girl.
Little did I know a girl I dreamed of lik etwo weeks ago, Carol, I didnt write about her - but this girl would also show up on my wechat today - and she did later! Right now, in fact.
But anyway, Helen.
So, the God(dess) was a bit of aj oke ... not really. Hehe.
Her personal life proves it.
Trust me, the Bozo would have kittens reading about her, and, another lady I wrote about on the other site (another school owner where the foreign monkeys apparently cook and clean, and she shops with half their salary or some inanity - Bozo would LOVE it, period) - but this lady, no.
She wouldn't go near the Bozo with a ten foot pole. Hehe.
We spoke of many things, including how Bozos like Glyn get caught by the TSA when wearing chastity devices, and end up in the emergency room after shoving bleach up their backsides to kill the China virus ...
Both true stories, except I didnt tell her #2.
She asked tho!
"how do these guys clean themselves after do private business"
"how to go to toilet"
The guys sit down ,I guffawed.
That they do!
As for #2, Glyn could explain better. Hehe.
But really, I suppose the plastic ones pass through undeteted, and I also know, one of the poses I mention in Isometric and Flexibility Training, although I Did NOT write the book thinking about that is perfectly tailored not just towards removing constipation and nigh quick (have a toilet nearby when doing the patented Rahul Mookerjee Squat in the book) ... but also if you're wearing "devices" down there. Hehe.
"Do women actually wear those", she giggled.
Men do, I laughed. And women too.
To each his or her own, and I actually agree with that so long as you aren't a Badgering Bozo. Hehe.
being a pest is not acceptable.
They get swatted away repeatedly...
Anyway, that pose is the natural way of taking a dump they've been doing so for years. Sitting on the throne - the exact opposite, and it ADDS to constipation if you have it (many do).
Anyway ... and again.
So, mid way through all this talking something struck me as odd.
Hey, Rahul, you spoke to her before.
I asked her.
Sure enough, I had.
Sure enough, Madam broke the rules - and was put back in because, well ....
And now, even with my "NO SECOND CHANCES policy" she's got two.
And she knows it. Hehe.
Not often someone slips one past me, but this "Mad Madam" did.
Now, whats up with the Mad Madam part
Well, we were discussing the after life and how I was sayin gthat things happen for a reason, no such thing as coincidence, and that death is just an eternal sleep, therefore not to be feared.
"I was reading a book by someone called Michael" she went.
And she was!
I wont mention him here - he isn't the Mike I use on another site for my erotica books (more on that later).
But yours truly has many faces, but all brutally honest and hard hitting, studs, cucks and Bozos all blush, salivate and want MORE of what this person has to "offer". Hehe.
But anyway, thought that was interesting.
The Mad Madam interested in wierd (NOT) stuff that made me break my own rule twice. Hehe.
In her own words "I dont want you to think I'm a Mad Madam who is interested in wierd stuff". Hehe.
All for a good cause, but hey. It happens!
She didnt know she snuck one past either...
Anyway, thats the tale for now.
Remember, no rule breaking allowed in terms of the pre-offer for Lumberjack Lodestone Fitness which was GONE a few days ago, but Kevin, well, I put it back because of him ...(or was that Irwin? From Ireland, I recall) ...
And definitely NONE allowed for the last two copies of Fast and Furious Fitness - the Collector's Edition allowed.
(on that note, I was interrupted twice while writing this. Ghnash!
In the past, I'd throw a FIT!
Now, I just continue... while people around me spend days thinking of how and what to write....)
But anyway, I've asked once, I'll ask again.
Do you want 'em?
IF so, come - and - GET 'em!
PS - Some of you have reported not recieving the purchase emails or what not after you buy something. If that is YOU, please get back to me - we'll figure it out. Sometimes, emails dont go through as they should!
When I was 13, I believe, not sure, but yeah - ninth grade, I believe so, I was playing with firecrackers.
Being the rowdy "Rathore" (not really, hehe) sort, I was the sort that used to burst those ... I dont know how do you describe them?
"Bombs" we called 'em, and the massive BANG those crudely made firecrackers caused would make the whole house shake.
Back in those days, before Diwali (the festival of lights, supposedly, but it turned into a cacophony of noise and smoke so thick you could barely see anything in your own house with all the thick smoke drifting in - and on the roads, it would seem like there was more paper than road, so solid was the firecracker bursting and the revelries "back in the day". I still remember our next door neighbor (well, the guys in front) really getting into it - three guys, their wives, all going all night long - with the crackers, hehe. They're stilll living there. Good guys, all of 'em! Hehe. Well, two are there, the Dad passed on, and I believe one of the sons left.
That often happens, another neighbor, two sons - one "left" because he was gay or something (so goeth the story).
I dont know, to me, it seems like the Prodigal Son often leaves, hehe.
He may return for short bursts, but he never stays - is never really down - has never really been down ... and so forth. He belives in the power of the Mind, and uses it to perform miracles, and ... ah, but where was I, my brother?)
Lets get back to it.
Gushing blood, like from a geyser!
.... so back in those days, people would start fooling around with crackers a month or so before the actual festival and days after.
"Rockets" would launch into the sky - and you'd hear nothing but "bombs" everywhere. Hehe. Bang Bang Bang.
I rather liked it growing up, as opposed to the hooliganism of "Holi" (festival of colors) where you'd be pelted with water balloons at all times of the day regardless of whether or not you actually did participate in the festival (I wrote about it here once).
But anyway ..
One night, I was bursting some "cloth bombs".
These were crudely made "devices" (I dont know how else to put it!) with blue cloth interwoven, a tiny wick (you literally had to light it and RUN or the damned thing would blow up in your face) ...
And what we'd do - or I'd do - and my Dad gave me this trick - I'd put a piece of paper under neath it, light that, and then until the flame got to the wick, I'd be at a safe distance.
So it was supposed to be.
One night, I wasn't.
And the damn bomb burst... and initially, I felt nothing.
Tilted my head, and blood literally GUSHED from it.
I rushed "upstairs" to the house we were in then (we were on the second floor, two others on the first and "ground" (in India apparently first floor is ground an dso forth).
I remember Mom screaming.
Dad to his credit didnt - he showed up with ice and a towel, hehe.
That towel was soaked to the "bone" in less than a minute.
I remember it.
Blood, blood, blood everywhere!
Not quite Sharon Stone in "The Specialist" moaning about "i never know blood could be so sticky" (that movie was hilarious in some ways) - but to me, I was wondering two things.
One, the damn shrapnel hit right above my right eye- so I was thinking, I'm lucky it didnt take my eye out!
I still have the scar. Hehe.
Two, I was thinking "the first time I got really injured".
Three, I was thinking about writing to you about it.
That was when Rahul was 13!
Anyway, the head is a most vascular place, friend. If you're wondering or have ever wondered how the WWE wrasslers (back in the day) used to bleed like stuck pigs - well - they used to have tiny razors hidden away in their wrist bands, and they'd slit their foreheads a bit when no-one was looking.
Remember Steve Austin vs Bret Hart - that iconic "last man standing " or "I quit" match in WrestleMania?
The match that turned Hart from "Hero" to heel, and Austin from bad guy to good + bad + the biggest star ever?
Iconic images of Austin "bathed" in blood were beamed around the world globally (to his credit, Bret Hart is one of the best - a "real wrestler" trained by Stu Hart and the lot in their basement - their Mom would hear the kids scream in pain when Daddy was training them, no wonder they turned out as brutal wrestlers! REal men!- he was the one that won, but Austin won the crowd!)
Anyway, I showed up at school with my version of a "bandit bandage" with that damn thing tied around my head - and of course, that happened once on the chin too. Hehe.
Nothing if not pungacious and "violent" I've often been.
Of course, it's always been with bigger guys pounding the heck out of me - but here's the thing.
Weak or not, I fought back.
To me, that is KEY.
And perhaps part of the reason I do all this now is because I wanted to be in super physical shape when young, yet had neither the tools nor info to get in that shape (pink dumbells were there tho, ugh. Thats OK, Dad, I used them for the other biz! Always the "money minded" man I am, hehe).
Money grubber, I was going to say, but that ain't me. I'm the precise and polar opposite.
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(the gory one above ain't mentioned, plenty of other great ones are though!).
That, friend, is that.
They probably aren't!
But actually they are. Hehe. I can feel them seething "just who is he to post such comments" (before they get together with their Big Tech Cronies and then ban me for saying it. Hehe).
I can't recall what I posted.
But it was something along the lines of "1" i.e. I'd NEVER recommend this brand to anyone - crappy China made Asus which the battery died within a few months of getting it, then the HDD crashed (so called SSD) ... Then, of course, Windows 10 made me install and reinstall the OS until I got sick of it, and never updated anymore.
And I posted some other choice comments ther etoo, all on Twitter (which the Bozo for one I Can see him furiously "wanting to see what Rahul wrote". Hehe).
But really, y'all on the list KNOW all about the computer, phone issues etc and how Big Tech is literally trying to SQUEEZE MONEY out of your pockets by the day.
Thats not the most important thing here.
Two things are.
One, follow me on Twitter, since it likely is the only platform I will use in the near future. (until I get over 10 K there and they ban me haha, as they're doing to us Conservatives everywhere - but we wont STAND FOR IT!).
And two, THIS ...
Ill see you soon!
PS - Know the sneakiest part of this?
Winblows made me think I was submitting feedback to Asus. Classic case of Bill Hates "firing a gun while on another person's shoulders!"
I gotta say it ... to you!
I would have to the person who thought I didnt know what and how and why she was doing...
But - really. I've spoken about this before.
All the mantra tantras, all the shamiaic CRAP the Astrologers tell you, all the so called predictions, all the so called nonsense, all the beads, chains, amulets... all of this rubbish.
Does it work?
Yes - BUT!
ONLY IF YOU THINK IT DOES!
What really does the trick, friend is the subconscious mind.
Read Claude Bristol's The Magic of Believing for more on this, but it's so damn obvious...
Why do you think Narendra Modi for one shows up as a "wise old man with a longgggggggggg beard" and upraised forefinger all the time?
Just why is Trump as successful as he is?
And, why are the astrologers and wacko "fortune tellers" who couldnt predict their own fortune accurately let alone others (I know one lady that got banned from YouTube recently after a few days ago she boasted of her one million crap plus subscribers or what not) making tons of moolah when no-one else (apparently is)?
Because they're preying on people's beliefs.
Light camphor - get good luck.
Write down your affirmations.
I am, I am, I am.
Hows that working out for you in terms of either money or fitness?
I thought so, especially the former.
There is a way to affirm, and a way NOT to - to magnetize what you REALLY WANT ON AUTO PILOT!
And, there is a way to repel.
All free advice which works, which will be ignored by those that "don't know" - or couldnt be bothered.
But just like seeing a magpie or anything doesn't mean bad luck, a broken mirror doesn't necessarily mean bad luck either.
Broken glass don't either.
For me, it's always been goo dluck. Hehe.
Nigh everything that happens (Steve Austin ain't got shit to do w/the broken glass part either, heh) to me ?
Is good luck, even when people say it's bad.
THEREIN lies the key to success - your mind.
Repetition of the same chant, the same affirmations, the same incantations, leads to belief.
Once that belief becomes a deep conviction, things begin to happen ...
Its amazing, the number of Bozos that do this - yet repeat the WRONG THINGS to themselves!
And aren't willing to learn.
Lets do one simple experiment to finish this off, friend.
Next few days, lets say a month.
If you're a phat phocker, stand in front of the mirror and do what the Gurus say.
i.e. proclaim the following.
I am NOT FAT!
I am desirable!
And, whateve you want to be - according to the Gurus, thats what you need to affirm, eh.
Do this for a month. Or even a week.
Write back, tell me how you progress - or regress.
Other hand, do it the way I tell you with SOLID action, and watch you rresults.
Again, report back - thats all the proof you need. Hehe.
Or, continue to be misled and make the nut jobs that don't know their own nuts from the hole (sorry had to say it) more moola...
PS - Lots of such sensible life advice in Fast and Furious Fitness as welll, get this NOW friend (the Collectors Edition won't last beyond this week).
Oh, if you"couldn't be bothered", kindly unsubscribe as well. Thank you!
In Yoga, there is an exercise called the KapalBhati.
Basically, it's an exercise where you're ...
1) Flat on your ass i.e. seated in the lotus position (not quite flat, but you get my drift).
2) Your legs are crossed in the meditation position the right way (the way most people do it is wrong and the lazy mans way (due to lack of flexibility in the groin) - more on that later).
3) Spine straight.
And you ... BREATHE - in and out.
With each deep exhale - your stomach contracts inwards - kind of like you are using your entire core to "knock stale air out of your lungs" - like you were punched in the gut or something.
With each inhale that follows?
The reverse happens.
You'll have to do it to know, but get this -
A client of mine once reduced TWO Inches off his waist while doing this - with NO CHANGE IN DIET!
And he did this within 6 days flat.
The catch, you ask?
He did hundreds of repetitions per day - usually 500.
The other catch - a good thing?
It took lik eTWO days for the magic to start working.
THAT is the magic of deep breathing.
THAT is what Farmer Burns spoke about the 1914 mail order classic "Lessons in Wrestling and Physical Culture" in terms of ...
Deep breathing alone has made many a sick man strong, and many a weak man WELL.
I inverted a bit, but you get the drift.
Simply put, as another great old timer once said. Paul BRagg?
Your breath is your power.
YOUR waistline is YOUR LIFELINE - never let it bigger than it was in your prime.
I love and live by these words.
I'm the opposite! Hehe.
In my prime I was, and now, I am .. but wait, you're not interested. You know that already!
But anyway, THAT is deep breathing taught in the 0 Excuses Fitness System which you DO need to get, my friend, if you're in any serious about reducing that rapidly expanding "girth". (around the tummy and ass, not what you're thinkign).
Funnily, the other girth will likely expand too once the former reduces.
But anyway ...
In Corrugated Core, an ultra special course for the entire core - not just he silly six pack (which by the way will become a 12 if you do it right) - I mention a version of this exercise which is even better, and even more effective, and why?
A) You do it standing. Enough said.
B) Because it gets you out of BREATH - quick.
C) It does B) without you really "moving anything but your core". Right, your standing there, and you get out of breath, which is NOT The case with the Kapalbhati!
D) When you start, you won't be abl eto do it all, but you can TRY.
E) You'll feel the INTERNAL muscle walls of the tummy work. THE REAL DEAL, which gives the six pack it's look and more importantly strength and stability.
F) While digestion improves immeasurably with the KapalBhati, THIS exercise does it too x 10. Trust me... (and have a toilet nearby. Hehe).
G) Clears the mind - big time.
H) Can be done along with other intense workouts like in Advanced Hill Training. I often did (but dont get dizzy!)
And this, my friend, is an ultra effective version of an ancient Yogic exercise, brought to you "Rahul Mookerjee" style as ONLY I can.
Trust me, and again, much like with Pushup Central and other courses, ain't nothing like this on the market out there. Try to find it, but you wont.
If you're indeed serious about reducing weight - like NOW?
Well , get Corrugated Core today.
"Real hardcore functional training, not the buffed for the beach nonsense", as a great customer from the U.K. recently said...
But really, thickness ain't either.
I mean, really, I know ...
But it doesn't - not when we're talking books, and especially my books written by yours truly "erudite" (that word just popped into mind) and "a man of few words".
True reding this 1000 plus word dispatches, reading like 10-12 of them a day when I promised one short 500-600 word email, hehe (and thats another thing - overdeliver while underpromising - always been my mantra, always will be!) might not make you think so.
But even those 1000 words.
Can you find a WASTED word?
Something that doesn't convey feeling, emotion, paint a picture or what not?
True, I could say "just buy it and be done".
Or, I coul dtell you a story too.
I choose the latter option.
But again, no words are WASTED - or MINCED.
The latter is why scores, hundreds, and indeed thousands as "the man" once said follow me globally.
They know they can count on me to give it to you STRAIGHT, no punches pulled, and thats also why the Bozos sneakily follow me too.
Bozo just tried following me with an alter on Insta. BAN TIME!
They just can't resist. Hehe. Those juicy dollops Glyn for one knows so much about...
I am truly irrestible in that regard.
OK, I'll stop. Hehe.
But anyway, an idiot, curiously enough again "Keith from the UK" "Keith James", I believe?? wrote three long whiny reviews about Shoulders like Boulders!
(prime example of what I said HERE i.e. people are more than happy to whine, moan, rant, piss, groan, moan, but not DO).
his main beef was two things.
The author doesnt look like he's ever trained!
(clearly this idiot hasn't ever seen me in real life or the pictures).
(and the phat phocker picture is there where it is for a reason. One, it draws the Bozos out and filters them, like it did him, two, it tells you that YES, even if you're a phat Phock NOw - you CAN do these exercises if you stop being "Charles the fomer friend" and making whiny excuses).
And more - "this book is only x number of pages!"
I think it was like 50? I dont know, maybe around that.
It retails for around $90 (if you buy off the site, you get the FAQ, another golden gem of a book thrown in for FREE).
Battletank Shoulders, that retails for $300 - the paperback.
IT's not much longer than Shoulders like Boulders!
My latest book "Profound 70% Gorilla 30% Human Handstands" - again - power packed little ditty I never even advertised. Folks love it though!
"I almost fell over" was what a certain "Amy" (YES WOMEN CAN DO IT TOO!) commented...
Well, thats the point, its the next step up to freestanding - except not in the way most people teach you.
I teach yo uwhat works.
And if it works for a "klutzo" like me, it'll work for YOU. Period.
But anyway, thats an ultra short book too.
Some may have thought "nothing different!"
Oh yeah, there's a hell of a lot different in it, bro.
Those MINOR differences make a HUGE difference.
Tiny hingest swing massive doors, friend. Bottom line.
And if you think the changes in foot positioning, the way you criss cross the legs, the way it works the LOWER ABS ain't nothing, then you won't get to freestanding handstands, period. Let alone the freestanding handstand pushup (holy grail).
Let alone do it on dipping bars like ole Doug Hepburn at a mammoth 300 plus kilos, not pounds, did...
Holy Grail x 100.
You dont need to sure.
But you won't get past the basics is my point, and you ain't going to really get titanium proof SHOULDERS.
(if you feel that way that is).
But again, lengths and girths...
If you're talking down under, maybe they matter, or they dont, whichever your perspective is I'm fine with that.
Alix, a guy I once knew sagely said the following about "his". (there were wackos and Bozos spamming my group with dick pics - unasked for - inane - then they claimed "they weren't into it" (if you're thinking that was Schofield and a certain other nut that did it, you'd be RIGHT) - so he probably replied to that before leaving the group - and he was right to leave at that point "This group is no longer serving the purpose Rahul created it for" - it wasn't, friend. Bozo for one was going bonkers every night on it ranting about roaches and washing machines, pestering dudes (Americana, anyone - that dude, poor chappie!) and dudettes galore, and being a royal pest - and others too) ..
"Its about how you use it, not the size".
Which can be applied here too.
I mean, look.
I can tell you how to get into a handstand with excruciating detail like "get your hands and knees first" "make sure there are no glass shards around" "make sure you dont rip your pants as you bend forward" ... and other rubbish.
Or, I can tell you - "get on your hands and knees, and walk your way up the wall" - and I can show you how to do it i.e. a picture here is worth a thousand words.
Those workouts I give you in my books.
"Do 100 squats" is often how I proceed to step #3.
I could drag that out into "how to do a squat" each time I'd write a different workout.
It would make those 50 page books 500 pages.
But why do so.
Because the wackos will say "ooohhh, what a long book, it must be worth it?"
If it's needed, sure.
But if it's not, no way.
Thats how I am in life.
I can say "leave a review".
Or, I could send you 1000 screenshots on how to do so, but it should be obvious... but it aint... but ... ah.
I think yo uget the point, my friend.
It's not about the "thickness of the book". It's about the INFORMATION therein!
Power packed can come long - or short.
Its about being ...whats the word?
Ah yes, pithy.
And that I am, friend. That I am. Brutally so, to a point, to a fault, but I am!
And last, if it's a fiction book, yes, perhaps those can (somewhat) be judged on thickness.
But even those, really, although more words are required - I keep those pithy (but obviously much longer, 120 or so pages seems to be the average length of books in that regard for me).
But info products like the ones here?
The shorter and more power packed the better. Hell, especially if youre lugging them around your gym as some of you do - why want "more weight"?
And that,buddy boy, is that.
I so love the term. Like "Sunny (sonny) BOY!" Hehe.