TrueLife - Fighting Windmills: We Are All Don Quixote — Struggle, Idealism & the Human Spirit

Episode Date: October 6, 2020

One on One Video Call W/George https://tidycal.com/georgepmonty/60-minute-meetingSupport the show:https://www.paypal.me/Truelifepodcast?locale.x=en_US🚨🚨Curious about the future of psychedelics? Imagine if Alan Watts started a secret society with Ram Dass and Hunter S. Thompson… now open the door. Use Promocode TRUELIFE for Get 25% off monthly or 30% off the annual plan For the first yearhttps://www.district216.com/Transcript:https://app.podscribe.ai/episode/53830533Speaker 0 (0s): B in Benito <inaudible> <inaudible> Speaker 1 (7s): And the Tuesday Everybody yeah. It's Tuesday. Woo. Time to get up and go to work. I'm excited. Got to love. Tuesday's who doesn't love it. Tuesday, come on. Cue with the program, gentlemen, will you let me, I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, will you let me tell you a little story as something that happened in Seville, it fits our situation's so perfectly that I'd like you to hear it. Don Quixote told him to proceed and the priest and the women gave him their attention and he began is follows in the lunatic asylum. In Seville, there was a man put there by his family because he'd gone insane. He'd graduated as a student of Canon law from the university of Osuna. But even if he'd studied at Salamanca, most people would have considered him crazy. After years of being locked away. This university graduate got it into his head that he'd become sane completely right in the head. And with this conviction, he wrote to the arch Bishop, begging him most earnestly and with very logical arguments to let him be released from the misery in which he'd been living since by the grace of God, he'd recovered his lost sanity. It, it was only because his family coveted his rightful share of their wealth, that he was still locked away and they would go on with that pretense until he was dead and buried. The Archbishop persuaded by such a sensible and well organized letter ordered one of the chaplains to find out from him, the director of the asylum, if what the university graduates letters said was true and also told the Chaplin to speak to the lunatic himself. And if he, if he indeed appeared to be sane, to let him go free, the chaplain did as he'd been told, but the director assured him, the man was indeed still insane. Although he often managed to speak like a man of large understanding sooner or later, he'd start babbling, such quantities of incredible nonsense that he completely nullified all the same things he'd said before, which anyone could see. And they talked to him, the chaplain decided to make the attempt and going to the madman, talked to him for an hour and even longer in the whole of which time, not a crooked are foolish. Word was spoken on the contrary. The madman talks so very sensibly that the chaplain couldn't help, but believe him saying, and among other things, the madman told him that the director of the asylum was the very farthest thing from impartial, because he didn't want to give up the presence. The madams family gave him to keep him saying that their kinsmen was still out of his mind, despite lucid moments. So that the most serious obstacle to getting out of this misery was in fact exactly that great wealth in order to continue their enjoyment of what was rightfully his, his enemies. Fraudulent only calls into question are Lords infinite mercy in having returned him from a state of beastiality and made him once more of a man. And in short, he made the director seem highly suspect his kinsmen greedy in cold blooded in himself. So exceedingly sensible That the chaplain made up his mind to take the madman away with him. So the Archbishop could see for himself, what was really going on in this whole affair, acting in good faith. The pious chaplain asked the director to return to close. This university graduate would have been wearing when you entered the asylum to which the director replied that he'd better watch out because beyond any doubt in this particular university graduate, he was still crazy. But at the director's cautions and warnings had no effect. The chaplain remain determined to take the mad men away. And so in obedience to the Archbishop's orders, the madman who was dressed in his original clothing, which was clean and new. And when he saw himself dress like a sane man in the garments of his insanity removed, he asked the chaplain to be charitable and let him go say farewell to his mad friends. The chaplain said they would both go and see whatever madman the asylum was sheltering. So they went upstairs along with some others who happened to be there and came to a cage, which held a wild lunatic though, at the moment, he was calm and quiet in the university. Graduate said to him, my brother, tell me if there is anything I can do for you because I am going home. God having been pleased through his infinite goodness and mercy. Not for any merit of mine to have returned me to my senses. I have now seen and sound for nothing is impossible to God's great power, never lose your hope and trust in him for having returned me to my original condition. He may also restore you. If you truly believe in him, I will be sure to send you some good to eat. So eat them for, I want you to know that I, as someone who has been through it, I'm convinced that all our madness comes from keeping our stomachs empty in our heads full of air. Be brave, be brave for, to be melancholy in our misfortunes is to damage health and spur on death. Another madman in a cage just opposite, listened to all of this and rising from an old Matt on which he'd been lying, bare naked. He called out in a very loud voice to find out who it was that was going home, all seen and sound or the university graduate answered. It's I'm a brother. I'm the one who's going for. I need stay here no longer. And I am infinitely thankful to heaven for having granted me such a great gift. Watch your words, university, man. So the devil, it doesn't deceive. You answered the madman, do not make a fuss, stay at home and be quiet and you'll keep yourself from having to return. I'm seen and sound. And I know it. So the university graduates, so I don't have to suffer for my sins all over again. Do you are seen and sound so the med man, all right, fine. Will see what we will see. May God be with you. But I swear to you by Jupiter I who represent his majesty here on earth, that four, this one sin that Seville is committing today and thus releasing you and dealing with you as with someone seen and sound. I shall have two levies, such as a punishment on this Citi, that it will be remembered for centuries and centuries. Amen. Don't you understand you miserable idiot of a university, man, that this is well within my power. Since, as I've told you, I am Jupiter, the Thunderbird and in my hands, I hold scorching bolts in which I can. And I do threaten and destroy the earth, but I choose to administer only one punishment to the stupid Citi, which is that there will be no rain here nor anywhere near here for three whole years, beginning today at this very moment, when I have commanded this Scorge you are free. You saying you are cured. And I am add, man, I disabled. I under lock and key ha I it as soon, let it rain as that would hang myself. Everyone was listening to the madman, shouting and ranting, but are university graduate, turning to the chaplain and grasping is Hans explained. Don't worry. M...

Darkness struck, a gut-punched theft, Sun ripped away, her health bereft. I roar at the void. This ain't just fate, a cosmic scam I spit my hate. The games rigged tight, shadows deal, blood on their hands, I'll never kneel. Yet in the rage, a crack ignites, occulted sparks cut through the nights. The scars my key, hermetic and stark. To see, to rise, I hunt in the dark, fumbling, fear. Hears through ruins maze lights my war cry born from the blade.

The poem is Angels with Rifles. The track, I Am Sorrow, I Am Lust by Kodex Seraphini. Check out the entire song at the end of the cast. Behn'enido and thanks for to be connected with a representantant momentarily. Thanks. Welcome to Tuesday, everybody. Yeah, it's Tuesday!

Woo! Time to get up and go to work! I'm excited! Gotta love Tuesdays! Who doesn't love a Tuesday? Come on, get with the program. Gentlemen, will you let me... I'm sorry.

Ladies and gentlemen, will you let me tell you a little story of something that happened in Seville? It fits our situation so perfectly that I'd like you to hear it. Don Quixote told him. him to proceed and the priest and the women gave him their attention and he began as follows in the lunatic asylum in seville there was a man put there by his family because he'd gone insane he'd graduated as a student of canon law from the university of osuna but even if he'd studied at salamanca most people would have considered him crazy. After years of being locked away, this university graduate got it into his head that he'd become sane, completely right in the head.

And with this conviction, he wrote to the archbishop, begging him most earnestly and with very logical arguments to let him be released from the misery in which he'd been living. Since by the grace of God, he'd recovered. his lost sanity. It was only because his family coveted his rightful share of their wealth that he was still locked away. And they would go on with that pretense

until he was dead and buried. The archbishop persuaded by such a sensible and well-organized letter ordered one of his chaplains to find out from the director of the asylum if what the university graduates' letter said was true and also told the chaplain to speak to the lunatic himself and if he indeed appeared to be sane to let him go free the chaplain did as he'd been told but the director assured him the man was

indeed still insane although he often managed to speak like a man of large understanding sooner or later he'd start babbling such quantities of incredible nonsense that he completely nullified all the same things he'd said before, which anyone could see when they talked to him. The chaplain decided to make the attempt and going to the madman talk to him for an hour, and even longer, in the whole of which time not a crooked or foolish word was spoken.

On the contrary, the madman talked so very sensibly that the chaplain couldn't help but believe him sane. And among other things, the madman told him that the director of the asylum was the very farthest thing from impartial because he didn't want to give up the presence the madam's family gave him to keep him saying that their kinsman was still out of his mind,

despite lucid moments so that the most serious obstacle to getting out of this misery was in fact exactly that great wealth in order to continue their enjoyment of what was rightfully his his enemies fraudulently called into question

our Lord's infinite mercy in having returned him from a state of bestiality and made him once more a man and in short he made the director seem highly suspect his kinsman greedy and cold blooded and himself so exceedingly sensible that the chaplain made up his mind to take the madman away with him. So the archbishop could see for himself what was really going on in this whole affair.

Acting in good faith, the pious chaplain asked the director to return the clothes this university graduate had been wearing. When he entered the asylum, to which the director replied that he'd better watch out because beyond any doubt, this particular university graduate was still. Crazy. But the director's cautions and warnings had no effect. The chaplain remained determined to take the madman away, and so in obedience to the archbishop's orders, the madman was dressed in his original clothing, which was clean and new. And when he saw himself dressed like a sane man and the garments of his insanity removed,

he asked the chaplain to be charitable and let him say farewell to his mad friends. the chaplain said they would both go and see whatever madmen the asylum was sheltering so they went upstairs along with some others who happened to be there and came to a cage which held a wild lunatic though at the moment he was calm and quiet and the university graduate said to him my brother tell me if there is anything i can do for you because i am going home god having been pleased through his infinite goodness and mercy, and not for any merit of mine to have returned me to my senses. I'm now sane and sound, for nothing is impossible to God's great power. Never lose your hope and trust in him, for having returned me to my original condition. He may also restore you. If you truly believe in him, I will be sure to send you some good things to eat. So eat them.

For I want you to know that I, as someone who has... has been through it and convinced that all our madness comes from keeping our stomachs empty and our heads full of air. Be brave, be brave, for to be melancholy in our misfortunes is to damage health and spur on death. Another madman in a cage just opposite listened to all of this and rising from an old mat on which he'd been lying bare naked. He called out in a very loud voice to find out who it was that was going home, all sane and sound. The university graduate answered, It's I, brother, I'm the one who's going,

for I need stay here no longer, and I am infinitely thankful to heaven for having granted me such a great gift. Watch your words, University man. So the devil doesn't deceive you, answered the madman. Do not make a fuss. Stay at home and be quiet, and you'll keep yourself from having to return.

I'm sane and sound, and I know it, said the university graduate, so I don't have to suffer for my sins all over again. You are sane and sound, said the Medman. All right, fine. We'll see what we'll see. May God be with you. But I swear to you by Jupiter, I who represent His Majesty here on earth, that for this one sin that Seville is committing today, in thus releasing you and dealing with you, as with someone sane and sound

I shall have to levy such a punishment on this city that it will be remembered for centuries and centuries, amen. Don't you understand, you miserable idiot of a university man, that this is well within my power since as I've told you I am Jupiter the thunderer. And in my hands I hold scorching bolts

in which I can and I do threaten and destroy the earth, but I choose to administer. only one punishment to this stupid city, which is that there will be no rain here, nor anywhere near here, for three whole years beginning today. At this very moment, when I have commanded this scourge, you free, you sane, you cured, and I am madman, I disabled, I under lock and key, ha! I'd as soon let it rain as I would hang myself. everyone was listening to the madman shouting and ranting, but our university graduate turning to the chaplain and grasping his hands exclaimed,

Don't worry, my lord. Pay no attention to anything this lunatic says, because if he's Jupiter and won't let it rain, I, who am Neptune, father and God of all waters, will have it rain any time I feel like it, and any time it's needed. To which the chaplain replied, All the same, my Lord Neptune. We don't want to irritate my Lord Jupiter.

You stay right where you are, your grace. And some other day, when we have more time and can do everything at our leisure, we'll come back for you. The director of asylum laughed, as did everyone else, which embarrassed the chaplain. They took the normal clothing off the lunatic, and he stayed in the asylum. And I have finished my story. And this, said Donk.

coyote this is the story my dear barber you thought so appropriate to the occasion that you couldn't help but tell it ah my razor-strapping friend how blind is the man who can't see what's right under his nose do you really not understand that comparisons between one man's wit and another's or one man's courage and another's or one woman's beauty and breeding with another's are always odious and unwelcome. I, my barboring friend, am not Neptune, God of Waters, nor do I try to make anyone think me wise when clearly I am not. All I keep trying to do is make the world see its error in not resurrecting for itself the happiest of times. When the order of night errantry roamed valiantly up and down its roads, but our depraved age does not deserxes. that blessing as former ages did when knights errant shouldered and took on themselves the defense of kings the protection of damsels the securing of orphans and wards of court the punishment of the proud and the rewarding of the humble with most of our knights today it's the damics brocids and other rich fabrics they wear that rustle as they go rather than any coats of armor. Knights no longer sleep out in the fields, open to all the rigors of the heavens, lying there armed and armored head to foot, no longer do they try to snatch 40 winks, as it's called,

without pulling their feet out of the stirrups. But only leaning on their lances, as the knights of old used to do, no longer do they sweep out of a wood here and up a mountain there, and then tramp along a barren deserted seashore, usually in stormy, angry weather, and then find themselves right at the water's edge, a tiny boat without oars, or a sail, or a mast, or any rigging or tackle, whatever. But with intrepid hearts, launched themselves out into the waves, abandoning themselves to the implacable waves that break across the bottom of sea, on which one moment they are borne up toward the sky. And the next are pulled deep into the abyss and setting their breasts against the invincible tempest find. Though they could never have expected it, there's suddenly 20,000 miles and

more from where they set sail. And leaping out onto the distant unknown land, they experienced things worthy of being recorded, not simply on paper or parchment, but on bronze. But today's sloth triumphs over exertion laziness over labor vice over virtue arrogance over bravery and the theory of combat

over its practice which lived and shone only in the age of gold the age of night errantry and if I'm wrong tell me who was ever truer than braver than the famous

Amidas of Ga who wiser than Palmarian of England. Who more easygoing and sweet-tempered than tyrant? The white. Who more gallant than Lusart of Greece? Who more often stabbed and stabbing than Don Belanias? Who more fearless than Perion of Gaul?

Or more willing to hurl himself into danger than Felix Marte of Hirikana? Or more forthright than Esplandian? Who more dashing than Don George Monty? Who fiercer than Rotamonte? Who more sensible than wise king, Sobrino? Who bolder than Rinaldos? Who more invincible than Roland? And who more courtly and more courteous than Ruggiero?

From whom our dukes of Farah are descended, according to Turpice cosmography? All these knights, and many more that I could recall, for you, dear father, were knights-errant, light and glory of knighthood itself. It's these, or men like them, I'd want to carry out my plan, and with them, his majesty, would find himself well served and also saved a good deal of expense, and the Turks would be left pulling out their beards, and I, for all that, will stay in my asylum if there's no chaplain to take me out of it. And if that Jupiter, as the barber tells us, won't rain. Well, here I am, and I'll rain whenever I want to, which I say because I want

Mr. Barber Basin to know I understand him. Interesting, right? Why would you read me that excerpt, George, from the, quite possibly the greatest writer of all times, Miguel Cervantes? Well, I read you that, my friends. Because I believe that today it has dawned on me that we are all Don Quixote. We are all knights errand. We're all fighting windmills. We're all lunatics in our own asylum. We're all Jupiter carrying thunderbolt ready to destroy the world.

Some more than others. But that's what this world is. It's an asylum. if you think just think for a minute logically about some of the ideas you hold are those not worthy ideas of being committed like if you if you're honest with yourself you're fucking a lunatic right it makes if you think about if you think about the world in which we live and you believe that there's this divine god or this divine spirit looking down on you and this world, you have to ask the question, why would there be so much pain?

Why would there be so much sensible death? What a horrible God would allow this to happen. That's the question that arises, right? But if you ask a different question, if you say, wow, how is it possible all these fucking monkeys can make this world work? That's pretty impressive. You see what I'm saying? I hear you. I believe. I do. I have faith. I believe that there is some grand organizing plan that we're unable to understand. However, in times like this, I find it fascinating to just see the way the world is working.

I heard another great quote that talked about when one is born into privilege, when one, When one is born into privilege, to those that are born into privilege, equality seems a lot like being deprived of what you normally have. When one is born into privilege, equality begins to seem as though you're being deprived of things that are rightfully yours. I want everyone to think about that. Like I know some really awesome people. And I think most people that I meet are awesome. Because they are. People are beautiful and they're kind and they're...

Most of them are good people. But we're also misguided. I want people to think about this word equality. Do you want equality? Is that what you want? Because if you live in a first world, equality means bringing up the rest of the world. not to your standard, but bringing up the bottom 80% the bottom 90% of people.

Think about people, of you, most people who live in a rich first world nation have traveled. And you've probably traveled to a third world country. There's a lot more people in a third world country. So for those people claiming, hey, we want equality, we want equality, we want equality. What you're saying is, I would like to lower my living standards to look more like a third world nation. Equality in the USA looks like Michigan. That's equality because you look a lot more like a third world nation.

And you should be very careful going out and voting for people that want equality. You get what you're going to get what you ask for. You want equality? Okay. Think about this. If you are a person that has a child, and you live in a first world nation, your child will use 500 to a thousand times more resources than a child born in the third world. That means if you, for every one child a family has in the

first world, there could be 500 kids born in the third world. So for people that sit there and claim, look, I want equality. I want fairness. I want things to be better for everybody. You should first off realize the hypocritical nature of what you're saying. If you have more than one kid and you're going out and telling people you want equality, well, then we should get rid of one of your kids. It's not fair to the rest of the world that you have a child that will use 500 to a thousand times more resources. Do you see how greedy and selfish that is? You have two cars? You have three fucking cars? There's people, there's villages that don't even have one car. So be careful what you wish for.

Be careful what you vote for because you might get it. You could argue that what's happening in the United States right now is equality. There's riots all over the world. There's the level of corruption while it's horrible in the USA is worse in third world nations. So if you want equality, you should understand that your neighborhood, your neighbors, the death rate, poor health care systems, less money for working people, more corruption, more rape, more death, more violent crimes. That is what you want to bring to the U.S.

You want equality in the U.S.? You want to our nation to look more like the rest of the world. You see, there's been such a push for equality, and we've been lied to in that most people think equality means all of us in our country being more like billionaires. But that's not what it is. You see, equality, the only way for the world to reach parity or some semblance of equality is to take all the money out of the richest nations.

And let's be clear, the people at the very top are not going to lose money, right? The bank executives, Wall Street, politicians, the multinational corporations, those people, that you think don't deserve the hugeest profits in the world, and trust me, I'm one of them, I don't think that. I don't think they deserve all that.

They're never going to lose their money. You're never going to cut into their piggy bank, ever. It's never, ever going to happen. But if the masses of people vote for equality, what that will do, that will make sure that every working person gets a bigger percentage of their taxes taken out of their check. And we can take all of our money and we can send, I think we send, what is it, seven or $12 billion to Israel every year?

I think we spend upwards of, like, I don't know what, I'll have to look and make sure, but I think it's upwards of $500 billion a year out of the U.S. taxpayer money goes to fund schooling and welfare programs in other countries. so we can be equal. Like, I don't want to be equal. I don't want all of us to be homeless. I don't want all of us to lose everything we have. Let's face it, like if you're like me,

you're working 60, 70 hours a week. And for what? So you can get taxed on everything? So the government can come in and just take a big percentage of your check and give it to somebody in a country you don't even know? No thing.

Thank you. No, thank you. When I look at people fighting over Trump or Biden, you know, the hippie and the redneck are the same person. They both live in a out in the woods. They both hate the government. Neither have any money. Both of them probably have student loans. If we took the money that we make in our country and we gave it to the people in this country, we could solve all the problems. We could, we could pay reparations. We, we could pay reparations. We We could give everybody a UBI. We could build infrastructure. We could make our country and everybody in it live a life worth living.

We could pay off the student loans. We could have free call. We could have all of that if we just stop giving our money to foreign countries. If we stop giving our money to the military industrial complex, if we stop giving our money to sovereign wealth funds who lobby our congressmen, if we could alleviate some of the corruption in our government, then we could appease both sides of the aisle. And that is why you see such a contentious fight right now.

It's not Trump versus Biden. It's the sovereign wealth funds. It's the other countries. It's big money, big organizations from around the world, spending billions of dollars to lobby our congressmen and senators to pass bills that are good for them. And they've done it under the guise of sustainable development. They've done it under the guise of equality. Again, sustainable development is the same thing.

I love this planet. I love trees. I love the ocean. I love nature. I'm a hippie at heart, man. However, sustainable development is not, what you think. Sustainable development is not, is not,

hey, I'm not gonna cut, I'm not gonna cut down a forest. Sustainable development is forcing people to move into cities, forcing people to live in a neighborhood where, okay, you make, let's say you make $100,000 a year. I would like you to live in an apartment complex right next to a guy that has a, crack problem and he's got nine kids and some of his kids are violent offenders. See sustainable

development means taking low income housing and mixing it with working class housing or upper class housing like not having any of that. And it sounds beautiful right? Until your kid gets raped until you can't sleep at night because your neighbors are having some huge party. That's what you vote for when you vote for equality. That's what you vote for when you vote for sustainable. Sustainable development means, sustainable development means taking money from working people and giving it to corporations so they can continue to develop where they want to develop. Just because something sounds nice, doesn't mean it's true. And I just want to drive that home. It goes back to like, It's lunacy.

It's lunacy. We're just seeing so much division. And there's so many people I love that are just fighting over such a nonsense. I talked to this woman I love yesterday more than almost anything in the world. And all she could talk about was how horrible Trump is. And like, I don't care. I don't care. I don't care about Trump or Biden.

neither one of those people care about me why would I spend any time caring about them however when someone you love that's all they can talk about it's pretty disturbing makes me sad and no matter how much you try to tell them

like look man we were okay before this guy so it made me try to think of different things that can bring us together and what I think can bring us together is what I said previously, is understanding that there's enough money for us to do all these programs if we stand together. Let's do all of them. Let's build infrastructure. Let's give reparations. Let's give a UBI. Let's make our country. Let's make our country a country for all of us.

Let's find something that we can stand behind. We can't fix the world, but we can fix our community. We can't fix the world, but we can fix the world, but we can fix. our country, right? I think people are beginning to see that the people debating, they don't represent any of us. Right? Does anyone think that two

men almost 80 years old, two white guys, almost 80, both probably billionaires? Does do those people represent our country? No, absolutely not. Like,

how is it possible? that it wasn't Tulsi or Andrew or any young kid coming up on the Republican side. How is that possible? Those are the questions you should ask. How is it that this guy is the nominee? Did anybody vote for that? You should do some digging on there. And it brings me to what we got here with this whole COVID distraction, right?

The biggest problem for me with COVID is the effect that's happening on our kids. You know, there's so much just disgusting rhetoric coming out of the television. Just so much dishonesty and deceit. And it boggles my mind to think about what are the long-term ramifications for children not socializing?

What are the long-term ramifications for our so-called leaders to be telling the children of this nation they should be afraid and that they should stand six feet apart. Most of you know, I'm a UPS driver, and I, you know, I take pride in what I do, I'm good at my job, and one thing that I really love about it is that I get to go around all the neighborhoods, and I see all the kids, and I try to hand out little logic puzzles sometimes. I feel it's my responsibility to look out for those kids and look out for the neighborhood and I work.

The reason I bring that up is there's this little apartment complex. I may have spoken about this before. And in this apartment complex, there's like these roving band of little kids. They're like, Lord of the Flies. They're not dangerous or mean or anything. They're just rolling around their little neighborhood. You know what I mean? And they range from ages probably 6 to 11.

And it's, on some level, it's super awesome. And it's super inspiring. And I always try to tell them jokes and riddles. And a while back, after one of our conversations, I gave them the task of, hey, I want when I leave, I want you guys to, next time I see you, tell me what you can do to make this world better and what you're most looking forward to. So that was a few weeks ago.

And yesterday I saw him again. And, you know, one of the thing, here's what they told me. To make the world better, I can stay six feet apart. And the other one's like, I could stay 12 feet apart. It was like, I stay 100 feet apart. You know what I mean? It's kind of funny. However, it's pretty sad.

and they all had masks on and mind you I'm in Hawaii and the complex is way out in the middle of nowhere and there's big feet like they're in this big courtyard and I'm like it just it's saddened me

you know and clearly it's that's probably what they're being told by their parents so to hear them say the best thing they can do to change the world is stay away from each other.

Like that's so fucking sinister to me. So you know what I did? I just deprogrammed all that bullshit. I sat with them. I just took my lunch and I'm like, you think that's what it is? Nah, you know what you can do to change the world? You can see the world different.

You could travel anywhere in the world. Hey, you know there's parts of the world right now where no one wears masks? Their eyes get all big. I'm like, do you know there's parts of the world where it's not even 20? 2020 and some parts of the world is a different year and they're like what what are you talking about that's nuts I'm like yeah I'm like you know what you young men you could travel the world and you could

create something no one's ever created before you could do it and you could start right now and they're like what how would we do that I'm like you could travel the world and they're going to have any money I'm like I know but you know what you also you could do look at there's one two three there's four of you I bet if you put up a sign over by the mailboxes that says, wait a minute, you guys got to come up with a name for yourself. You guys got a name for your group. They start thinking and they're like, how about five cool kids?

I'm like, that's a great name. I'm like, you can put up a sign that says five cool kids will sweep your stairs for five bucks a week. And there's a lot of different, there's a lot of different apartments over here. Imagine that. You could probably sweep those steps and like, I don't know, 20 minutes and make five bucks. Imagine if each of you guys made five bucks every day for like an hour.

Think about that. For an hour's work, you guys all give five bucks. Into the week, you got 25, right? Into the month each got 100 bucks. You know how many stickers bars that buys? Eyes get all big. I'm like, you could do it right now. What if you could get 10 bucks?

You know, so I try to deprogram them a little bit and, and show them like, look, you can make some money right now. This is a perfect time. Not that making money is a good thing to do or something like that, but I think setting up something and taking your own initiative and showing the kids that you can make your own way. That was my goal, and that is my goal when I talk to those kids. Like, look, you and you alone are responsible for making your way in life.

And don't let anybody tell you to be scared. the people who tell you you should be scared are people that are scared right if someone tells you you should be scared then you should be scared to talk to that person because that person is clearly frightened

about an invisible enemy and that's a huge problem so Miguel Cervantes Don Quixote phenomenal book definitely check it out I'm going to read some more about it there's so many

so much awes in Miguel Cervantes you know there's two books Did you guys know that there's two books? Did you guys also know that I think it's in book two. Miguel Cervantes, according to,

I should research it before I tell this story. I'll give you a synapsis because I don't thoroughly remember it. So I just tell you what I know and then I'll fix it and come back. So Miguel Cervantes wrote Don Quixote. According to legend, and he was out celebrating some success

or something like that. and he went to a bar where there was another guy pretending to be Miguel Cervantes. So Miguel Cervantes, like, called that guy out a little bit. He's like, oh, you wrote Don Quixote? Really? And he started asking him all these questions. And then he flipped it on the guy and, you know, put the guy in a position where he couldn't answer questions so that the guy had to admit that he wasn't Miguel Cervantes. But that's not even the awesome part.

The awesome part is that Miguel Cervantes then wrote that scene into the actual. actual book of Don Quixote using Don Quixote, of course. It's a phenomenal book. If you haven't read it, like, what's wrong with you? You know what? If you subscribe to my channel, my podcast, if you leave a, if you subscribe, give me a four-star rating and leave a comment, I will send you an audio version of this book. So do it. You got no reason.

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