Vegas Vince: There Is No Tomorrow. (Adults Only)

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Before one of you'se self righteous types goes ahead and bans this audio for it's "language".....I hope you'll take the 7 minutes required to listen to it....cuz it might just be life changing.

It was for me.

Cuz I was there last night when this guy died.



http://vegasvince.audioacrobat.com/d...33f1f2fd80.mp3


Remember....there is NO TOMORROW.


xxx Vegas Vince
  • Profile picture of the author MichaelRay
    I feel you Vince. Yes theres no tomorrow so better maximize your time on earth everytime.
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    • Profile picture of the author VegasVince
      Originally Posted by MichaelRay View Post

      I feel you Vince. Yes theres no tomorrow so better maximize your time on earth everytime.

      Thanks, bro......for taking the time to "get it."


      Peace.


      xxx Vegas Vince
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        • Profile picture of the author Steven Wagenheim
          Vince, I can't even imagine going through something like that.

          Yes, that would certainly change me forever too.

          Thank you for the reminder of what's really important. No, it's not how many
          ebooks we sell or how many coaching students we have.
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          • Profile picture of the author ThomM
            Vince I hope you don't mind, but I saved that to my desktop.
            Back in 02 I had to bury my wife and mother.
            It took me 6 years to work through the emotional baggage I picked up that year.
            Someone in those years said something to me that finally sunk in last year and it was the same message that you just gave.
            There is no tomorrow, only today.
            I'm real sorry you had to witness what you did, but glad you got the message and shared it with us.
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  • Profile picture of the author MikeAmbrosio
    Vince,

    You are 100% correct in the things you say.

    Almost 3 years ago, I was with my mother in the hospital, about 3 hours after having hip surgery, when she went into full cardiac arrest - she was 64. The experience profoundly changed my life and outlook. To a degree that I thought it couldn't change any more than it did.

    That is until my niece died after a 9 month battle with colon cancer. Yesterday the 11th was the one year anniversary. She was 19. Died of a cancer that you don't even get tested for until you're in your 50's.

    So, is life too short? Yes.

    Is there a tomorrow? Not from where I am sitting.

    Should we live for today? Abso-friggin-lutely.

    Thanks for the audio and the stark reminder.
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  • Profile picture of the author John Rogers
    Thanks for sharing, Vince.

    I lost my youngest son on March 3, 2006. He was out riding his dirt bike on the logging roads, went into a ditch, endo'd, and flew about thirty feet. The coroner said he likely died instantly and never knew what happened.

    Life changes immensely when you lose a loved one. The scars never heal. Evaluating what little time you shared, and how much more you could have, tends to shift priorities in a significant way.

    I got a tiny glimpse of the flip side last night.

    I had a seizure.

    My wife said I spent two minutes on my back doing the funky chicken with my eyes wide open, but I don't remember a thing.

    I've never been go to the hospital sick before, and certainly have never had a seizure. They did an ekg, a cat scan, and ran a bunch of bloodwork. Everything came up normal.

    I'm here to tell you the sh1t is friggin' scary, and I find myself once again being reminded of what's important in life.

    There sure as hell are no guarantees for a tomorrow, so if you really care about the people in your life, you damn well better show them you love them today.

    John
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    • Profile picture of the author Steven Wagenheim
      Originally Posted by John Rogers View Post

      Thanks for sharing, Vince.

      I lost my youngest son on March 3, 2006. He was out riding his dirt bike on the logging roads, went into a ditch, endo'd, and flew about thirty feet. The coroner said he likely died instantly and never knew what happened.

      Life changes immensely when you lose a loved one. The scars never heal. Evaluating what little time you shared, and how much more you could have, tends to shift priorities in a significant way.

      I got a tiny glimpse of the flip side last night.

      I had a seizure.

      My wife said I spent two minutes on my back doing the funky chicken with my eyes wide open, but I don't remember a thing.

      I've never been go to the hospital sick before, and certainly have never had a seizure. They did an ekg, a cat scan, and ran a bunch of bloodwork. Everything came up normal.

      I'm here to tell you the sh1t is friggin' scary, and I find myself once again being reminded of what's important in life.

      There sure as hell are no guarantees for a tomorrow, so if you really care about the people in your life, you damn well better show them you love them today.

      John

      John, I am so sorry to hear this. I had no idea you had lost a child. That
      has to be the hardest thing in the whole world to go through. I can't
      even imagine it.

      For what it's worth, my sympathies are with you. I'm sure something like
      that you never get over.
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    • Profile picture of the author VegasVince
      Originally Posted by John Rogers View Post

      Thanks for sharing, Vince.

      I lost my youngest son on March 3, 2006. He was out riding his dirt bike on the logging roads, went into a ditch, endo'd, and flew about thirty feet. The coroner said he likely died instantly and never knew what happened.

      Life changes immensely when you lose a loved one. The scars never heal. Evaluating what little time you shared, and how much more you could have, tends to shift priorities in a significant way.

      I got a tiny glimpse of the flip side last night.

      I had a seizure.

      My wife said I spent two minutes on my back doing the funky chicken with my eyes wide open, but I don't remember a thing.

      I've never been go to the hospital sick before, and certainly have never had a seizure. They did an ekg, a cat scan, and ran a bunch of bloodwork. Everything came up normal.

      I'm here to tell you the sh1t is friggin' scary, and I find myself once again being reminded of what's important in life.

      There sure as hell are no guarantees for a tomorrow, so if you really care about the people in your life, you damn well better show them you love them today.

      John

      JR....never knew that bro. And to compare the loss of a child to my experience...well....there is NO comparison. And I wouldn't even begin to try.

      Based on your extensive military background, I'm also sure you've seen your fair share of tragedies....but you must be a stronger person then I to deal with what you've had to deal with.

      I appreciate the comments on this thread.

      My 7 minute audio was NOT intended to depress people.....but rather remind everyone that too many of us plan for rainy days and tomorrows..... that might never come..rather then enjoying the NOW.

      Peace

      xxx Vegas Vince
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  • Profile picture of the author HeySal
    I learned this lesson when I was a small kid. The doctors had told my parents that I wouldn't live to see high school. There were a lot of days I wasn't sure if I was going to make it either. I just kept trying and just kept trying to find new ways to breath when it seemed I would suffocate. A few times I passed into oblivion just to be extremely surprised to wake up here again.

    To this day, My father still can't understand how I can be so unconcerned about security - or how I take some of the risks that I do. For all he went through with me, he just doesn't get it...........there IS NO security on planet earth. NOBODY gets out alive.

    All we have to hang on to here is a few days grace.

    I know people who have spent their whole lives denying themselves everything to provide themselves a cushy tomorrow. That's just wrong. No - don't take that to mean that you shouldn't give yourself a cushion if you can.........but never stop living to get it. Some have already lost theirs and seem to be completely lost here now because that was all they ever really believed in.

    I don't remember much about that time I bought the stock - or about the time I put that c note in the bank.

    I remember the time that I had to jump off the ledge and pull Blitz into the white water with me to get us off of that ledge when it collapsed behind us. I remember that one night I danced on the bridge in Heidelberg.......

    The only tragedy in life is going to your deathbed thinking about everything you wish you had done.
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    • Profile picture of the author Steven Wagenheim
      Originally Posted by HeySal View Post

      I learned this lesson when I was a small kid. The doctors had told my parents that I wouldn't live to see high school. There were a lot of days I wasn't sure if I was going to make it either. I just kept trying and just kept trying to find new ways to breath when it seemed I would suffocate. A few times I passed into oblivion just to be extremely surprised to wake up here again.

      To this day, My father still can't understand how I can be so unconcerned about security - or how I take some of the risks that I do. For all he went through with me, he just doesn't get it...........there IS NO security on planet earth. NOBODY gets out alive.

      All we have to hang on to here is a few days grace.

      I know people who have spent their whole lives denying themselves everything to provide themselves a cushy tomorrow. That's just wrong. No - don't take that to mean that you shouldn't give yourself a cushion if you can.........but never stop living to get it. Some have already lost theirs and seem to be completely lost here now because that was all they ever really believed in.

      I don't remember much about that time I bought the stock - or about the time I put that c note in the bank.

      I remember the time that I had to jump off the ledge and pull Blitz into the white water with me to get us off of that ledge when it collapsed behind us. I remember that one night I danced on the bridge in Heidelberg.......

      The only tragedy in life is going to your deathbed thinking about everything you wish you had done.

      I knew there was a reason why I liked you.

      Glad to see you're still with us.

      I would have missed all those witty comments you've made about my
      personal quirks.
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      • Profile picture of the author HeySal
        Originally Posted by Steven Wagenheim View Post

        I knew there was a reason why I liked you.

        Glad to see you're still with us.

        I would have missed all those witty comments you've made about my
        personal quirks.
        Ah ya, Steve - sometimes willful an obnoxious can keep a person going against some odds. But you can't bet your life on that one, LOL.

        It's also been fun to watch you come into your own and sling a little mud back now and again. For awhile there I thought you'd been permanently twice shy'd.

        John, sounds like you are getting a hammering and a half. Keep your faith. I am in the mind that your son is quite willing to wait for awhile to see you again.
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        • Profile picture of the author gareth
          I grew up in a small town of 4000

          One night when i was 14 me & 2 buddies were down a side street off the main drag.

          Our town had a "top" pub and a "bottom" pub.

          We heard a motor bike tonning (doing 100 mph) it down the main street - it flashed passed our street & the dude had no helmet or shoes on.

          Next thing BOOM, smash, bounce - we ran down to the bottom pub.

          This dude was doing over 100, a car pulled out he hit it, bounced across the road & smashed into two parked cars, bounced back to the other side of the road and hit another car.

          His body meanwhile flew 100 yards further than the bike.

          The bike wrote off 4 cars - bent the chassis. The bike had solid spokes & they shattered to bits.

          We made our way passed the bits of bike to the body. There were 4-5 people standing and looking.

          His legs and arms were all the wrong way, his face was red all over covered in blood.

          The fluid was coming out from his brains and his head was in a big pool of it.

          The corpse was twitching.

          Then my dumb as **** friend had to go and say "is he dead ?" Yeah

          Anyway that was unpleasant but did not haunt me. It turned out the dude had an argument with his girlfriend. I guess she must have felt pretty bad.

          What did kind of haunt my teenage mind was a death a couple of years later when I was 16.

          It was at this tourist resort called Russel in the bay of islands - a totally beautiful place.

          It was new years day

          This dude went for a swim in the ocean and was dead (drowned) - how ****ed up is that ?

          Meanwhile I had a big black eye & a hangover - but that dude drowning on new years always kind of worried me.
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    • Profile picture of the author Teresa Coppes
      Vince,

      Your message really hit home. It's not about how much money or how many items you have - it's about what's in your heart. I watched a very dear friend of mine die in front of me, a family we had just spent the weekend with send their child to school on Monday and lose her, and countless others that have been lost.

      Best advice: Live each day to the fullest and make sure that those you care about know how you feel.

      Thank you for taking the time to remind us of an important part of what our lives should be about and I'm very sorry that you found yourself in that position of seeing such a terrible accident.

      John,

      I'm truly sorry for your loss and hope that there are no further issues with your own health.

      Teresa
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  • Profile picture of the author Sylvia Meier
    Wow Vincie, that's a heart tugging audio. We've already talked about it, and thanks for real

    And what you say is very true, as you know how I've been these last couple days...and I couldn't imagine leaving the earth without those I love knowing that I loved them. Lots of eye opening events these last few days.

    John,
    My condolences, losing a child is heart breaking. And very glad to hear you're alright after your hospital trip.

    Sylvia
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  • Profile picture of the author Patrician
    Really a horrible freaking experience and you told it really well, Vince. I would be totally freaked out for days or probably even longer -

    'All things work together for good...' and I am glad this made you see a different perspective. Thank God it didn't have to be someone you knew and loved that would make you see. Although it seems like you did love this total stranger dead as he was, in a spiritual way.

    We can all learn from your words. Thank you for sharing.

    John hope you are okay and that doesn't happen again, whatever it was.

    I am so sorry to hear about your son. I can't even imagine what that is like (can't even face thinking 'what if'). I can see how you would never get over it...

    Live for today - it may be the only one you have and drive carefully.

    God bless.



    p.s. Did Fed Ex ever make it right with Sylvia's problem?
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  • Profile picture of the author artwebster
    Hi, Vince,

    Just because there is no tomorrow you cannot decide not to save for a rainy day.

    Death resides among us and when it strikes locally, unless you are familiar with the effects and shocks that it can create it will be very traumatic in the first incidence of violent death.

    When I was fighting in Aden it was my job, sometimes, to pick up pieces after actions or bomb attacks. I remember telling people that they should run AWAY from a bomb blast NOT TOWARDS it. No matter how much I stressed the fact, a hand grenade explosion in the middle of Khormaksar football ground attracted a huge crowd of rubber neckers and tourists who did not think I knew what I was talking about. A second grenade thrown into the middle of the crowd had me feeling "I told you so" as I picked up the pieces.

    When I was 24 I was on a cancer ward where there were so many deaths we actually ran a sweep stake to 'gamble' on who would die next. It was surproising how we could laugh and joke about "You spoiled my chances - why didn't you die? You knew I drew your name!"

    We were always uncomfortable around our visitors who always wanted to spare us from the truth that we were all very aware of. Visitors would come with false cheerfulness and laugh uncomfortably at anything that seemed to be funny.

    Having buried three wives and two children, I am also well aware that there is no tomorrow but the survivor in me believes that there will be and so I struggle to get through today even though the pain and discomfort, not to mention my abbreviated eye sight, sometimes make even me wonder why I bother.

    The difference between me and the guy you saw in the car is very simple.

    He thought he was immortal - I know that I am not.

    Death is now an old friend to me. I see the effects it creates in families and communities and it is always a great wonder to me that no matter who dies - it is always a shock.

    Isn't humanity wonderful?
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    • Profile picture of the author VegasVince
      Originally Posted by artwebster View Post

      Hi, Vince,

      Just because there is no tomorrow you cannot decide not to save for a rainy day.

      Death resides among us and when it strikes locally, unless you are familiar with the effects and shocks that it can create it will be very traumatic in the first incidence of violent death.

      When I was fighting in Aden it was my job, sometimes, to pick up pieces after actions or bomb attacks. I remember telling people that they should run AWAY from a bomb blast NOT TOWARDS it. No matter how much I stressed the fact, a hand grenade explosion in the middle of Khormaksar football ground attracted a huge crowd of rubber neckers and tourists who did not think I knew what I was talking about. A second grenade thrown into the middle of the crowd had me feeling "I told you so" as I picked up the pieces.

      When I was 24 I was on a cancer ward where there were so many deaths we actually ran a sweep stake to 'gamble' on who would die next. It was surproising how we could laugh and joke about "You spoiled my chances - why didn't you die? You knew I drew your name!"

      We were always uncomfortable around our visitors who always wanted to spare us from the truth that we were all very aware of. Visitors would come with false cheerfulness and laugh uncomfortably at anything that seemed to be funny.

      Having buried three wives and two children, I am also well aware that there is no tomorrow but the survivor in me believes that there will be and so I struggle to get through today even though the pain and discomfort, not to mention my abbreviated eye sight, sometimes make even me wonder why I bother.

      The difference between me and the guy you saw in the car is very simple.

      He thought he was immortal - I know that I am not.

      Death is now an old friend to me. I see the effects it creates in families and communities and it is always a great wonder to me that no matter who dies - it is always a shock.

      Isn't humanity wonderful?

      Hey brother, thanks for a really thought provoking post...much appreciated for real.

      And you'se are a pretty, cool, classy old dude.

      That's actually a compliment.......and Vinnie aint famous for giving out too many of those.. lol.

      Really appreciate your comments and spin.....and whether your eyes are shot or not...I suspect your soul....will keep you "seeing" for a long time.

      Right along with your wisdom.

      As for me...I am gonna die broke by choice. Cuz if I'm here tomorrow...I'll hustle up some more cash, enjoy that day..and do it all over again until I finally "shoot the proverbial snake eyes."

      Survived cancer once....and the next time I ever get some 6 month diagnosis....you'll find me in a casino...at the craps table, or the roulette wheel with some hot blonde blowing on my dice......

      And I'll be maxing out all the good remaining credit cards......going out the way I always lived my life....behind the 8-ball....but enjoying every friggin' second of it.....dropping a bill or two on the double zeros or the Hard Eight.

      But no......gotta disagree on only one point: Vinnie aint saving for no rainy day....cuz whose to say any of us are gonna be around to break out the umbrella...capiche?

      I'm gonna spend it now.... while I still can. Cuz the graveyards of the world aint just filled with rotting corpses.....they are filled with dreams that never came true. That's worse then death in my opinion.

      But I see your point.

      Thanks for the compelling post......and here's wishing you only the very best. You're a wise man....much respect to you'se from me...and I mean that sincerely.

      Best of luck to you'se too. You've taken a lot of ****....and managed to spin it into gold it seems...that makes you not just a survivor...but a thriver.

      And a better man then I could ever hope to be.

      Peace 2 U.


      xxx Vegas Vince
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      • Profile picture of the author jimmymc
        A tough thing to say Vince... but, I can tell by your reaction the guy didn't die in vain. Sometimes eye openers come via strange messengers. Life is short, yes... but, life is too long also.


        ...and Life is tough in the shallow end of the pool... it is not what you do for yourself that counts, but what you do for others.

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  • Profile picture of the author gareth
    I tried living like theres no tomorrow - and it nearly killed me.

    cheers.
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    • Profile picture of the author Kay King
      I agree - I did the same thing.

      Decided it's best to live like there's no tomorrow - but plan just in case it happens.
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  • Profile picture of the author J Bold
    Hello, I wanted to listen to this but I could not open the file for some reason, but then deleted it and downloaded again and it worked.

    Well, that was clearly a traumatic experience. A lot of emotions went in to that for you, I am sure.

    So, while it may not be exactly what you believe, I don't know, but you mentioned at least twice that saving money did not seem to be a good idea. Of course any one of us could die tomorrow, but of course we should plan for the best, and we could leave a lot of money left unspent, but it's best to plan for the best. Also, if you die and have a lot of money but it's going to go to people you love, that's not all bad, right? Because I think the point of your audio clip was to care about other people.

    Anyway, thanks.
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    • Profile picture of the author ExRat
      Hi Vince,

      Thanks for sharing that. What I got from it is that there is only one really important measure of value - and that's how much you're 'keepin' it real.'

      We all have different skills, insights and outlooks, but the way we choose to share and communicate them is what matters. For example, if we bend the truth a little for the wrong reasons, then we are deliberately diluting the value.

      We might gain some more of the green stuff, but I believe that there is always a price to pay, an equal opposing effect.

      So that time when I was skint, and I walked into the gym changing rooms, no-one was in there and I noticed a fat wallet full of money left on the bench. In a split second something told me to follow my gut instinct and that gut instinct said 'it's not yours, it's someone elses.' So I handed it in. Maybe the girl behind the counter took it instead, I don't know.

      But what did I gain from that act of honesty? I was skint, and the money would have come in handy.

      I think it's that 'something' that I gained which is the same thing that makes a day worthwhile. And I think it's the same thing that makes a life worthwhile.

      When I was younger, and a fly was buzzing around me I would kill it.

      Nowadays, I find some humane way to catch it (usually paper and cup) and then release it out of my window. In some ways it's a stupid thing. But however meaningless it may seem in the big scheme of things, it gives me that 'something.'

      Who knows, maybe to something bigger than me I am also an annoying fly. And perhaps I'm only still here because that something bigger decided not to swat me, in order for them to enjoy that 'something' too.

      Sorry for rambling, but it makes sense to me, and I hope it does to someone else, in however small a way.

      What you said to me in another thread meant a lot Vince. And I listened to your words this Monday morning, before the start of another week of chasing my dreams and I will take some positive energy from your advice in the MP3 and use it wisely.

      It's probably not a surprise to you, but I know a song that kind of fits this thread.

      As a youngster I liked an English band called Squeeze. If you have only ever listened to their singles, you'd probably know them as 'cheeky Cockney chappies', with all their songs about drinking, girls and um....drinking and girls.

      But if like me, you delved deeply into all of their songs, among the album tracks were a host of really deep and meaningful songs. They even did a whole album of them (Cosi Fan Tutti Frutti) .

      Another one of their downbeat albums was 'East Side Story' which had an interesting track called 'There's No Tomorrow'. I think it's mainly about drowning your sorrows after being dumped...but it's cool.

      Here are the lyrics - There's No Tomorrow

      Here's a snippet - snippetsnippet (click on the little arrow on the page to play)

      Cheers Vince.

      Also - while I listened to your MP3 this morning, I was treated to this view of the sun rising, but sneaking behind the clouds, over the top of my monitor (out of my window) and felt compelled to grab my camera and capture the moment.



      It doesn't matter how many people are crawling over this rock, and how far apart we are. We are all only here because of that one sun, tirelessly doing it's thing. And when we're dust, it will still be doing it's thing over and over, every single day and every single tomorrow.
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      • Profile picture of the author VegasVince
        Originally Posted by ExRat View Post

        Hi Vince,

        Thanks for sharing that. What I got from it is that there is only one really important measure of value - and that's how much you're 'keepin' it real.'

        We all have different skills, insights and outlooks, but the way we choose to share and communicate them is what matters. For example, if we bend the truth a little for the wrong reasons, then we are deliberately diluting the value.

        We might gain some more of the green stuff, but I believe that there is always a price to pay, an equal opposing effect.

        So that time when I was skint, and I walked into the gym changing rooms, no-one was in there and I noticed a fat wallet full of money left on the bench. In a split second something told me to follow my gut instinct and that gut instinct said 'it's not yours, it's someone elses.' So I handed it in. Maybe the girl behind the counter took it instead, I don't know.

        But what did I gain from that act of honesty? I was skint, and the money would have come in handy.

        I think it's that 'something' that I gained which is the same thing that makes a day worthwhile. And I think it's the same thing that makes a life worthwhile.

        When I was younger, and a fly was buzzing around me I would kill it.

        Nowadays, I find some humane way to catch it (usually paper and cup) and then release it out of my window. In some ways it's a stupid thing. But however meaningless it may seem in the big scheme of things, it gives me that 'something.'

        Who knows, maybe to something bigger than me I am also an annoying fly. And perhaps I'm only still here because that something bigger decided not to swat me, in order for them to enjoy that 'something' too.

        Sorry for rambling, but it makes sense to me, and I hope it does to someone else, in however small a way.

        What you said to me in another thread meant a lot Vince. And I listened to your words this Monday morning, before the start of another week of chasing my dreams and I will take some positive energy from your advice in the MP3 and use it wisely.

        It's probably not a surprise to you, but I know a song that kind of fits this thread.

        As a youngster I liked an English band called Squeeze. If you have only ever listened to their singles, you'd probably know them as 'cheeky Cockney chappies', with all their songs about drinking, girls and um....drinking and girls.

        But if like me, you delved deeply into all of their songs, among the album tracks were a host of really deep and meaningful songs. They even did a whole album of them (Cosi Fan Tutti Frutti) .

        Another one of their downbeat albums was 'East Side Story' which had an interesting track called 'There's No Tomorrow'. I think it's mainly about drowning your sorrows after being dumped...but it's cool.

        Here are the lyrics - There's No Tomorrow

        Here's a snippet - snippet (click on the little arrow on the page to play)

        Cheers Vince.

        Also - while I listened to your MP3 this morning, I was treated to this view of the sun rising, but sneaking behind the clouds, over the top of my monitor (out of my window) and felt compelled to grab my camera and capture the moment.



        It doesn't matter how many people are crawling over this rock, and how far apart we are. We are all only here because of that one sun, tirelessly doing it's thing. And when we're dust, it will still be doing it's thing over and over, every single day and every single tomorrow.

        Thanks, Roger. Like I always end my shows...... ""May U Live 2 See The Dawn....May All Your Dreams Come True.....May U Always Remain...Forever Young."

        This picture of yours captures it all perfectly.

        For the rest of you'se people....I never said not to prepare or piss off all your money today.......I'm simply saying live your life today. Period.

        Those who deserve it in my life ......those who have earned it.... will be taken care of when Vinnie shoots the snakes eyes for the final time. I do have life insurance....which aint easy to get considering I'm a cancer survivor....had to wait nearly 7 years to even get somone to consider covering my broken down ass.

        In the mean time......enjoy your moment right now....cuz it's the only true reality that exists. Yesterday is gone.....tomorrow aint here yet.....but right now...right at this very moment.....that's where I want to be.

        And some of you'se people create your own misery....because you expect sickness, and illness, and cancer etc....and the Universe delivers you exactly what you focus on. Stop being victims.

        I've barely been sick a day in my life....cuz my own Mom use to tell us kids "we weren't allowed to be sick." We seldom were.

        I've seen old people literally scrimp and save...and clip coupons for undeserving "kids" and other leeches in their lives.....so they "have something to leave them behind."

        Breaks my heart.....cuz they give up any chance at joy...by saving for others many of whom could care less about them.

        Sadly....these *******s are praying, and lighting candles...hoping the day comes quicker.....while the good souls who sacrifice their own happiness for these moochers ultimately give up their own lives.......for those who shall never truly appreciate it.

        I've been around the block too many times....I know the difference between those who matter....and those who have been "bought and paid" for.

        There's a difference.

        I have a few true friends in my life. I'm also smart enough to know that I have all the friends money can buy. Believe me...there's a difference. Just took me a while to figure it out.

        Now is how.

        Yesterday is gone, peeps. Some of you are still stuck and defined by your past sins and victories. It's all an illusion.

        Tomorrow is an illusion too......and to base a life around a future possibility is never going to be anything less then a calculated "gamble.".

        I'd rather roll the dice tonight ...right friggin' now. Cuz at least I know for sure that right now...right as I post this....Vegas Vince is alive at least. So are those of you'se who are reading this.

        So go ahead and wax nostalgia....about great **** you did last year....or get hyped up about what you may or may not do TOMORROW.

        I'd rather just enjoy the fact I'm alive right now...and try and make the most of it........whether I toss a 7, 11, or snake eyes....and crap out and die.

        Least I went out taking a shot.


        xxx Vegas Vince
        Legend.
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        • Profile picture of the author eshera
          Funny how my ma and pa took me to church every Sunday, had Sunday dinner ( the other days of the week, it's called "supper") got cleaned up, ma put curlers in my hair and we all watched Disney.

          Wasn't until may years later and I had to face some things that I had the balls to ask my folks about their "belief" in religion. Come to find out, both raised lutheran and thought it best to baptism me and my brother and expose us to the "regular" church stuff.

          My ma actually does not believe in God or the Devil. She believes that how you treat people and how you are remembered for your actions dictate how you "exists" in the after-life.

          My folks have no post high school education, I was the only one that even attempted college, but I now take to heart those words....thanks for sharing that, vince, really do appreciate it. Wake up calls are not a bad thing...(speaking of myself)

          -she
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  • Profile picture of the author drmani
    Just saw your message on Facebook, and have replied to you there, Vinnie.

    ""You can't live your life in the tomb of the past or the womb of the future.
    There's only now!"
    - Mandukya Upanishad

    All success
    Dr.Mani
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  • Profile picture of the author acrasial
    There is no tomorrow...
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  • Profile picture of the author gareth
    Arse !!!

    Sorry Vince man but its time somebody countered your diatribe.

    Tomorrow will be today tomorrow.

    If you live to make tomorrow better then today will always be better.

    If you only live for today then each consecutive today will be worse - because you will be broker & broker, sick, in jail etc.

    If you live only for today - why not live only for this hour or this minute. Why not pull it out & jack off right this second where ever you are & knock your self out with a bottle of canola oil & a large beach towel coz the next second when they come & take you to the looney bin for jacking off in front of everybody will never come.

    Don't live for today - live for tomorrow.

    Then when today becomes tomorrow today will be better & you still will be living for today but that was yesterday when you did it.

    See it sounds complicated but it really makes sense.

    Cheers.
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    • Profile picture of the author TimPhelan
      Perhaps even today is an illusion:

      A Dream Within A Dream

      Take this kiss upon the brow!
      And, in parting from you now,
      Thus much let me avow-
      You are not wrong, who deem
      That my days have been a dream;
      Yet if hope has flown away
      In a night, or in a day,
      In a vision, or in none,
      Is it therefore the less gone?
      All that we see or seem
      Is but a dream within a dream.

      I stand amid the roar
      Of a surf-tormented shore,
      And I hold within my hand
      Grains of the golden sand-
      How few! yet how they creep
      Through my fingers to the deep,
      While I weep- while I weep!
      O God! can I not grasp
      Them with a tighter clasp?
      O God! can I not save
      One from the pitiless wave?
      Is all that we see or seem
      But a dream within a dream?

      Edgar Allan Poe
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      • Profile picture of the author Lance K
        Thanks for sharing, Vince. I'm sorry you had to whitness such an event, but glad that you (and all of us through your sharing) can be reminded of a valuable lesson from such a tragedy.

        Unfortunately it's way too easy to take your blessings in life for granted. Especially for the capitalist in all of us, it's easy to sometimes lose sight of things of substance while in pursuit "success" and material things. Thanks for the reminder to spend some time cherishing the things that matter the most.
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