NEVER GIVE UP

It is 3:15 am in london while I write this, three hours ago I tried to sleep but I was so restless I gave in and decided to read a book. I am so glad that I did because I am going to share with you something I believe changed the course of my life.
This is the second time reading this book...the first time was roughly two years ago when I was in my last year at university. The book is "How To Get Rich" By Felix Dennis. The reason I want to share this with you is because when I first picked this book up I had no real desires of being an entrepreneur I was still modelled into thinking go uni and get decent job.

Anyway After reading this book my mindset had changed and the standards I set were high, very high. It was because of this book I went on to ordering more books that went on to further my education such as napoleon hill think and grow rich, the magic of thinking big, the richest man in babylon, the greatest salesman in the world, rich dad poor dad and on and on...I also believe were it not for this book I might not have found this forum two years later, which will be part of my future for years to come.

I had completely forgot that this book set it all off, if it wasn't for this book I might be a "wage slave" as Felix Dennis puts it. Not that there is something wrong with that, I just am reluctant to be pursuing this goal of working for myself rather than making someone else money and earning just enough to get by.

I want to take some wisdom from the book and share it with you...you have heard it many times before but I hope it will give advice to people struggling or lacking hope with their online efforts. I see some posts out there where people are finding it hard to reach their goals and question their ability to "make it" I hope to bring some faith back into their situation with the magic of Felix Dennis.

Here comes some great text from Felix Denni$, Author of "How To Get Rich";

"Van Gogh's obsession and talents drove him mad. And he knew it. They goaded him and scourged him. He said himself that he had given his life and his sanity to his art. There was only one shining star kindliness in his universe. His brother, Theo.
Theo, despite the sensible entreaties of his sensible wife, kept sending what little he could afford for Vincent to purchase brushes, canvas and paint. These acts of charity, which Theo could not easily afford and which grieved Vincent to receive, changed the course of the history of art.
Because Vincent often had no money. None at all. He would sell his paintings to peasants or inn-keepers in exchange for food and board. Canvases that would later sell for tens of millions of dollars were exchanged for the roof of a barn and a breakfast or lunch. (I wonder if any of those canvases are still lying, undiscovered, in a dusty old dutch attic?)
His clothes were worn out. He wandered the countryside like a tramp. He knew himself to be a disappointment to his family and to those few friends who remembered his existence. He had been a disappointment to the only woman he ever lived with. He was certainly a disappointment to himself. Nothing went right, except, very occasionally, a particular painting. Above all it grieved him to be a burden to his brother.
But he would not give in.
He would die first. He would kill himself first. And that's what he did. To our eternal shame, he did just that. He died having written: "I cannot help it that my pictures do not sell. Nevertheless, the time will come when people will see that they are worth more that the price of the paint."
Aye, they were, Vincent. They were worth more than that.

Go buy yourself a copy of vincent's letters. If his paintings had been judged to be daubs fit only to kindle a fire, his letters would still shine like diamonds in the mud of everyday life. Go buy a copy, and when the going gets rough, my friend, or appears to be rough to you at the time, think of Vincent van Gogh, tramping his way across a nightmare landscape of destitution and rejection for what he believed in. A man who believed he had failed.
But a man who never gave in.
You must choose. Life is comfortable enough in Western world for most people. In most parts of Europe there are the safety nets of the social services and of government-subsidised medical care. There are decent jobs at decent salaries with decent colleagues and a decent retirement; and all without the heart stopping fear of bankruptcy, of years of risk amid fears of ignominious failure.
Why do handstands on the rim of hell? Why bother to punish yourself in such a way? Nobody else does it - why should you? Go on, make everyone around you happy.
Why not give in?
If you are merely a wannabe, then the siren of voices will prevail, and they will be right to prevail. If you are a gonnabe, then they will not prevail. Like Odysseus you will stop your ears with wax or blind yourself to the mast. You will learn to walk your narrow, lonely road - and to hell with the siren voices.
You will not give in.
And you will be rich."

Felix Dennis, "How To Get Rich"

Sorry for the long post, I was afraid about "copyright" but I wanted to share it, I hope crediting the author is enough . I also hope reading this has inspired you to follow through with your goals and stop worrying about whether you can do it or not and just do it!! The same way it made me turn my laptop on and write for 45 minutes (its now 4:05 am!!)

I hope it was worth it ...Night

Andy