2025 Resolutions ~ Lethality of Purpose and Detachment

I lost the first month of the year. Not to negligence, not to stagnation, but to obligations that carried over like unfulfilled contracts from a previous lifetime. Political maneuvers that demanded resolution. Conversations that required subtle but irrevocable influence. A series of personal debts in time and resources, in promises, in the weight of responsibility toward those who once stood by me in moments when the ground was less firm beneath my feet, during LA fires. But amid these responsibilities, something gnawed at me. I am still tethered.

I entered 2025 still entangled, still carrying residues of past engagements, still shackled, however lightly, to cycles I no longer wish to repeat. This is the peril of momentum without discernment. There is a point where refinement becomes ornamental, where mastery becomes a means to sustain the status quo rather than to obliterate it.

Caution: If you are encountering my writings on my resolutions for the first time, understand that this is the script of my mind’s relentless theater, a reflective inner monologue, ceaseless in its scrutiny, rarely content, and never at rest. There is a dramatic narrative of turmoil here, a clash of inner ideologies, where refinement and rebellion wage an unending war, exposed in it’s absolute form.

2024 was, without question, the most grueling and relentless year of my life. It tested me in ways I never imagined, pushing me to the brink of endurance, on time, energy, priorities, and resources. Some battles remain personal, truths I will choose to reveal another day. But if not for my guardian angels, the friends who stood by me when the weight felt unbearable, I might not have made it through in the moments where I was needed most. Yet here we are, scarred but still standing.

First the 2024 scorecard.

2024 Was The Most Difficult Year of My Life

Every year, I measure not just my achievements, but the margins of failure, the thresholds I failed to breach. Mastery is not a cumulative process. I feel it is a sequence of asymmetric breakthroughs, and where no breakthroughs exist, stagnation takes hold, no matter how impressive the outward trajectory may appear.

I achieved Sagacity, refining my ability to allocate time, energy, and focus with exactitude. But expansion requires more than discernment. It demands a cultivated ability to recognize inflection points where force must be applied, and I hesitated in places where acceleration was necessary. (B+)

I deepened Vigilance, setting boundaries that ensured respect was not just given but reciprocated. I identified the energy leeches, those whose relationships subsist on extraction rather than exchange. I watched more carefully, acted more decisively. But vigilance is not just defense, it is also about recognizing the right moment to go on the offensive. (B+)

I upheld Learning & Volition, writing more than I ever have, sharpening technical rigor, integrating complexity. But in doing so, I allowed another faculty to erode, oral dialectic, intellectual combat in real-time. I permitted deep dialogue to wither in favor of solitary production. This is unacceptable. (B-)

In physical rigor, I maintained strength but failed endurance. 2.4 million pounds lifted, but only 72 miles run. This is an imbalance of force and longevity, of power and persistence. Strength without stamina is as incomplete as knowledge without articulation. (C-)

My kids are doing amazing (A+). My companies can do better (C+).

These are not errors; they are inefficiencies. And inefficiencies demand rectification. Overall I am not happy at all. C+ if I have to be generous. Not acceptable.

2025 and Beyond

The trajectory ahead is not a mere extension of past momentum, but a deliberate restructuring of force and focus. If the past has been about accumulation, of knowledge, of discipline, of refinement, then the future must be about its distillation. What remains after stripping away excess is the purest, most unyielding core of intent. To act without waste, to direct energy only where it fractures constraints and expands horizons. This is not just about doing more, it is about ensuring that what is done carries the weight of inevitability. Nothing frivolous. Nothing redundant. Only what matters, executed with unrelenting precision.

Starting this year, I want to sever.

There will be no gradual transitions. No excess deliberation. No inertia masquerading as discipline. Starting this year, I want my actions to be governed by two fundamental laws: Lethality of Purpose and Detachment. These are not aspirations. They are axioms, necessary constraints on a system that must be optimized for maximal impact and minimal dissipation.

It is the year of the Snake as per the Chinese lunar calendar!

Lethality of Purpose

I have always admired the parsimony of energy in nature’s most efficient predators. The falcon that circles in motionless calculation before the singular dive that renders all other motion irrelevant. The jaguar that does not squander effort in fruitless chases but waits, motionless yet inevitable, for the precise moment of collapse. But of all, none exemplify lethality of purpose more than the snake.

A snake does not hunt by exertion. It does not waste movement in frenetic pursuit. It conserves, coils in perfect stillness, awaiting the precise confluence of opportunity and necessity. And when it strikes, there is no ambiguity. There is no second attempt. There is no wasted effort. It moves once, and the outcome is absolute.

This is the governing law of action starting 2025.

No superfluous effort. No misguided persistence in endeavors that do not yield exponential returns. No expenditure of time, energy, or cognition on anything that does not directly serve an optimized trajectory. Every movement, every decision must be justified by its disproportionate impact.

There will be no diffusion of force. There will be no half-measures.

A snake never asks whether it struck hard enough. It knows.

Detachment

There is a malignancy in attachment. A disease of the psyche that binds individuals to past investments, to decayed identities, to cycles of engagement that serve no purpose beyond the maintenance of continuity. To detach is not to disengage; it is to wield the scalpel of finality with precision.

A snake does not shed its skin because it is wounded. It sheds because to remain within it is to suffocate.

This year, detachment takes three primary forms.

First, the shedding of sunk costs. The past is not a rational justification for continuation. Just because time, effort, or resources have been invested in a person, a project, or a pursuit does not mean they are owed further investment. If they do not serve the forward trajectory, they are discarded.

Second, the eradication of restrictive internal frameworks. No idea, no belief, no structure of thought is beyond scrutiny. Any mental construct that limits rather than expands must be dismantled at its foundation. Ego, identity, tradition, none are sacred.

Third, the abandonment of force where entropy is the better tool. Not everything must be held together. Sometimes the most efficient application of power is its withdrawal, allowing failing systems, people, and structures to collapse under their own unsustainable weight.

To detach is not to destroy. It is to allow what is obsolete to decompose.

The Reckoning

Even now, with all this refinement, all this cutting away of inefficiencies, I know I have yet to reach the depth I seek. I remain on the shallow surface of something greater, something uncomfortably profound. I am still shallow. Still hinged.

There is an easy path forward, refine further, optimize further, execute with ever-increasing efficiency. But, I have realized something deeper. Efficiency is not truth. Efficiency is merely the illusion of control, and control itself is a constraint.

The real descent requires something far more violent.

It requires unraveling every certainty I still hold.

It requires entering the void of what I do not yet understand about myself.

It requires confronting the fear of what I may find in the depths beyond refinement.

I am so uncomfortable in my current skin. I feel suffocated.

I do not know what waits there. But I will go there anyway.

The Laws of 2025

Virtues remain. Fortitude endures. Learning & Volition persist. But Sagacity & Vigilance must evolve into something sharper, something more unhinged.

Starting this year, I will have to re-enter the battleground of my own mind, not as a distant witness, but as an undeniable force moving through its depths. I will move past the veneer of refinement, beyond the constructed self, into the uncharted, where thought is neither polished nor restrained, but untamed and absolute.

This is not a year for incrementalism. This is not a year for balance.

This is a year where every unnecessary element must be eradicated.

This year cannot be about mere improvement. I must figure out how to transcend.

I will have to strike, with lethality of purpose.

I will have to shed, everything that suffocates.

Wish me luck and God speed to you too.