New Mentalities

Your body can achieve anything if your ego takes it seriously

What you rehearse verbally you perform eventually. Might as well rehearse the win instead of the struggle.

Believe you can, or believe you can't. Either way, you're right. The choice is yours.

The greatest don’t see their obsession as work they see everything else as distraction from what they were meant to do.

Don't ever limit yourself. You’re one obsessive deep dive away from a skill that changes your entire life. Pick something and go.

LISTEN TO YE

Eventually you gotta wake up and decide the world is yours for the taking. It's a buffet and you’ve been waiting for someone to hand you a plate. Nobody will. Grab one and eat.

I cannot lose if I do not quit. I cannot lose if I do not quit. I cannot lose if I do not quit. I cannot lose if I do not quit. I cannot lose if I do not quit. I cannot lose if I do not quit. I cannot lose if I do not quit. I cannot lose if I do not quit.

— MIKE AMIRI

BE SELF-CENTERED IT’S LITERALLY YOUR LIFE

ALL IN

Losing everything once means you know you can survive losing everything. That knowledge is undefeatable.

The goal isn’t emotional flatness. The goal is execution regardless of emotional state. Master that and nothing can stop you.

You know you could be the one if you really wanted to, right?

If you aren’t tired when you go to bed and excited when you wake up, you’re doing something wrong.

Set a deadline that makes you sick. Not a reasonable one. One that your current self has no idea how to meet. That's the point. You've been giving yourself infinite runways because infinite runways feel like self-compassion, but they’re far from it. You think it creates space for your best work when in reality it creates space for your worst tendencies. For the overthinking and the tinkering and the endless revision that's really just fear of finishing and putting it out there into the world. You're hiding inside the process because the process can't reject you the way completion can. Deadlines force you to meet the version of yourself that only exists under pressure. The one who stops negotiating and starts delivering. You've never met that person because you've never given them a reason to show up. You keep protecting yourself from the very compression that would reveal what you're actually capable of. And deep down, that's what terrifies you. Not that you'll fail to meet the deadline. That you'll meet it and discover you could have been moving at this speed the whole time. That every year you spent in the comfort of unlimited timelines was a year you chose mediocrity and called it patience. Pick a date. A real and pressing one. Then let the pressure do what your endless preparation never could. that is, force you to become someone who finishes what they started.

The game rewards the ones who play it like they’re meant to win not like they’re hoping to survive.

The decision to win is the most violent act of self love you can commit. It kills everything comfortable and rebuilds everything that matters.