Believe what you want

In my 20’s, I used to lay in bed at night and pray to God to grant me a gift. Sometimes we pray. And sometimes we pray hard. I prayed hard. The fantasy that ran over and over in my mind was me sitting in front of a set of keys and some supernatural force would flow through me, causing my fingers to type feverishly. Almost as if I was possessed. I wouldn’t be aware of what I was typing. Words would just come out, and they came out fast. Then these collection of words would be sold for money. At the time, the form I imagined was a screenplay.

I’ll be completely honest with you. I don’t have any recollection of writing Transparency. I remember the video reviews people did for me. I remember my generous girlfriend at the time proofreading it. I remember how frustrated I was with uploading the files and formatting. But I don’t actually remember me sitting down and writing it. I know I did. It didn’t write itself. Right? I don’t remember writing Mind/Set, which is my current best seller. I don’t remember half the blog posts I write. I think I have over four thousand posts, most are written. When I write, sometimes I close my eyes. I just type. Usually I don’t really know what the hell I’m going to say. Including this post.

It starts with a feeling. Something stirs. I sit here and my fingers just start typing as if I am a marionette. I couldn’t tell you the eight or so principles on the CrossFit poster I recently made. I don’t remember all the concepts I wrote on the In. This. House. poster. But I do remember why I wrote them. Basically, I remember things around the writing but rarely the actual writing itself. Of course, not all of the time. But most. The best way to describe it is what Michaelangelo once said about his sculptures. It’s already in there. It already exists. He just peels away what’s hiding it. Well, not in those words. But you get my drift. And I’m not comparing myself to Michaelangelo. I’m referring to a process. Anyway, today my words make me money.

Keep leaning forward,

- Angry