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Inside The Mind Of A Sovereign Man
By Maverick · May 13, 2014
“Why are you flying to New York? Do you have a business there?” my friend suddenly asked, looking overly puzzled.
I was having a late lunch with Alex, a Moscow native, but, who as of late, has been rarely spending much time in his homeland anymore. These days you’ll have a better chance of bumping into him either on the tropical beaches of Thailand, the Mediterranean coast of Southern Spain or on the sweaty Jiu Jitsu training mats of Southeastern Brazil. He also mentioned of plans of buying an apartment in Medellin, Colombia. Every now and then he returns back to Russia to see his friends and family, mostly for Christmas and New Years. We were eating tacos and burritos in a surprisingly good Mexican restaurant in Vilnius, Lithuania.
“I’m going back for a family function. My family lives there,” I answered.
As I overloaded my nacho with lots of guacamole and sour cream, I pondered my friend’s question. No, there wasn’t anything strange in the question itself; it was his unexpected reaction as he was asking it. Instead of being filled with awe and excitement about someone going to the “capital of the world,” my friend’s tone was skeptical. It was as though I told him that I was flying to Bangladesh, Liberia or Antarctica.
In the past, when I told people that I was going to New York, their faces lit up and they immediately began asking me about the American lifestyle. They asked me whether it was “just like in the movies.” They asked me about the skyscrapers and the ubiquitous yellow cabs that are roaming the streets. Predictably, they also wanted to know whether money really grows on trees there.
While I was a bit surprised by my friend’s reaction, I wasn’t completely taken a back. After all, my friend was different from your average, run-of-the-mill 33-year-old guy. Unlike most guys that merely go with the flow, my friend is a true sovereign man who lives on his own term and doesn’t have allegiance to any particular country, union or ideology.
An environment is responsible for shaping the man. While a man can easily adapt to any environment, it’s always more optimal to be in one that doesn’t force you to swim against the tide. The ideal environment consists of a favorable climate that improves your general health and well-being. It can have great human resources such as a talented workforce or beautiful and approachable women. It can have an open business environment with low taxes and very little bureaucracy. It can have easily accessible and lightning fast Internet connectivity. Rest assured, if those countries aren’t well-known to lots of masses, they also have affordable apartments and great standard of living.
Sovereign men spot these concrete benefits before anyone else. Then they leverage these benefits. They perfect their grappling in Brazil. They train Muay-Thai in Thailand. They outsource to or outright start their businesses in China or Eastern Europe where there’s plenty of educated and talented workforce eager to deliver quality work, instead of America where you’re burdened with more and more taxes and endless red tape. They go out in beautiful countries where women love to be approached and seduced instead of countries riddled with masculine women who hate men. They don’t see the reason to deal with endless cold and snow so they spend their summers in Europe and winters in Brazil and Argentina. They equally love Thailand and Spain; South Africa and Japan; Russia and Colombia — regardless of the country they were born in and the passport they currently have in their possession. A place like America with its cities like New York rarely makes the cut in the face of global competition.
Sovereign men don’t believe in propaganda disseminated by mass media, PR and marketing departments. They don’t comprehend how a single city in the world can have such noble attributes such as the “capital of the world” with “limitless opportunities.” They create their own opportunities. They always ask: “how will it benefit me?” before even considering making a move there. That’s the real difference between a Joe Sixpack and the Sovereign Man. The Joe’s of the world travel to New York for buzzwords like freedom, opportunity, justice and equality. The sovereign men, like my good friend Alex, always demand to know what’s in it for them first and decide what to do later.
Indeed, the look on his face was priceless when he asked me that question. It was also a test. I needed to come up with a compelling answer that didn’t include any of the buzzwords that meant next to nothing to a guy like him. After telling him that it was a temporary trip to attend a family function, and that I would be back on the golden lands of Eastern Europe right after, he regained his composure and became at ease, taking a healthy bite of his oversized burrito. I passed the test.
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The Curse Of The Lazy Sheeple
A traveler who had seen many countries and peoples and several continents was asked what human traits he had found everywhere; and he answered: men are inclined to laziness. … At bottom, every human being knows very well that he is in this world just once, as something unique … he knows it, but hides it like a bad conscience — why?
-Friedrich Nietzsche
Throughout history men were usually called by different labels. There were the capitalists and the socialists; the northerners and southerners; the unionists and the confederates; the royalists and the parliamentarians; the republicans and the democrats. But in my years on this planet, I’ve noticed that all men always fall into one of the following categories: determined or lazy.
I’m a pretty mellow and nonchalant guy. Few things piss me off these days. Few people get under my skin. But what really gets to me are the guys who are always relentlessly looking for shortcuts, tips and tricks in everything they do. That’s a subtle way of saying that the guy wants someone else to do the hard work so that he can fast forward through all the struggle and suffering and simply be given the resulting solution on the silver platter. How can you call someone like that a man? Because if I stoop so low to call someone like that a man, then what should I call the actual men with ambition, determination and balls?
The answer is that a man who doesn’t want to suffer and struggle isn’t a man but a lazy sheeple. He’s part human and part sheep. He doesn’t go out alone. He doesn’t travel alone. He doesn’t think alone. He doesn’t do anything without being surrounded by other mindless sheeples. He has no balls whatsoever to actually go out and create and learn from his own experience. He doesn’t have courage. He doesn’t have the fucking will to take control of his own freaking life. He’s a shell of a man wrapped in layers, upon layers, upon layers, upon layers of excuses. When you unravel each one of those layers, you no longer see a man, what you see is some mushy substance on the floor. Where’s the man? There’s no man. All that’s left is a contagiously negative and pessimistic attitude replete of past regret, and present and future self-doubt.
Truth is, I don’t care what your ultimate goals are in life. I don’t care whether you want to be a life-long bachelor sleeping with a new girl every night or you want to get married and have lots of kids. That’s not for me to decide. Do what you wanna do. But pick something and do it, instead of wrapping yourself in endless excuses. I can’t picture a more pathetic image than that of an indecisive man, constantly vacillating from one thought to the other, before ultimately deciding to not do anything at all. He’s like a deer caught between two headlights. Frozen. Confused. Helpless. On top of that, he’s also looking for pity and understanding.
I have deep respect for men who take risks. Why? Because that’s how you grow, that’s how you improve, that’s how you learn from your mistakes. That’s where interesting and beautiful things happen. But most importantly, since no two experiences are ever the same, that’s what gives your unique character. That’s what gives your unique personality. That’s what separates you from someone else! Every man is born unique, so why live a life of obscurity?
I used to believe in the alternating periods of comfort and growth, but now I only live the growth phase. Fuck comfort. I can be comfortable when I’m rotting in my grave. For the last several months I’ve been on a heavy book reading binge. I’ve probably read more books in that period than in the previous couple of years combined. Books on economy, history, philosophy, politics. I’ve been learning French, a language I’ve put off for a very long time but finally decided enough is enough. Am I going to use it to game French-speaking girls? Maybe, but most likely I’ll use it to read great French novels and short stories. I’ve also been day gaming every single day in the most anti-social city in the world: New York. Do I have interesting stories to share? You bet your ass I do.
Being interesting is like a currency that can be used to connect with other interesting people, whether they’re men or women. Just yesterday, I was sitting on the Union Square subway station in Manhattan. A guy in his early 30s sits down next to me and asks me for directions. I sense a French accent. We start talking. He tells he was born in Marseille, but lived in Turkey, Angola and China. Says that he expected more of New York. I joke that maybe he should’ve gone to Brazil, instead. His eyes light up. He casually mentions he speaks a bit of Portuguese because of Capoeira training. I say few statements in Portuguese. He replies, but his Portuguese is poor. He starts telling me about some of his adventures in Turkey. The forty minute train ride was anything but dull and boring.
Another guy, whom I’ve never met in person but connected with online, wanted to go traveling and has been planning to do it for a long time. Suddenly, out of nowhere, he decided against it. Says he doesn’t “need it anymore.” He’s fine exactly where he is. That’s cool. So, then, where are you going to gather your knowledge and experience? From your TV? From Lonely Planet guides? From Wikipedia? From blogs? What you’re reading is someone else’s experiences; it’s someone else’s life. It’s not yours. It doesn’t belong to you. It will never belong to you. And unless you actually lived through an experience, duly witnessing its creation, climax and demise, it will never have any impact on you. You’re just a consumer. And producing experiences and consuming experiences are two very, very different things.
Let me ask you something. If you’re 30+, what have you accomplished in your life? What do you have interesting to talk about? Do you have any cool anecdotes? Do you have any cool travel stories? Do you have any cool girl stories? Do you have any cool business stories? Do you have anything cool to talk about? Do you have anything that would enlist the interest of someone else? No? Then, why do you exist? What motivates you to get up every morning? I’m being dead serious.
I know, I know, I should be telling you about how to have sex with a woman. I should be giving these “key” tips and pointers that would magically catapult your life from a hermit to a playboy and from a zero to a hero. I know. I know. Forgive me for all this rambling. But funny that you mention game because nowadays we took what was once an art and turned it into a science, analyzing every aspect of it to death: direct or indirect, the efficacy of various openers, the right approach for a specific target. But guess what? You can analyze it until the cows come home, but all of the analysis is completely useless if you don’t have anything cool to talk about. If you haven’t done anything in your life, then why would any girl want to deal with you? Why would any cool guy want to deal with you? You have to be interesting. You have to add value. Lazy sheeples do neither. Lazy sheeples wither and die. They’re wasting precious space and oxygen.
Yes, I’m angry. I’m angry because the more risks I take, the more I learn, and the more shit I do, the less respect I have for men who are always trying to weasel out of doing just that. It makes me sick. It makes me livid. They’re creating a billion of excuses why they can’t even do the simplest thing that requires very minimal effort. Well, okay, you convinced me. You convinced me that you’re “too tired to approach,” or that you’ll go to Brazil “next spring,” or that you somehow can’t talk to the women in the coffee shop on the street where you live even though you both speak the exact same language. You have a voice box, right? But for some reason you can’t talk to them … Okay … Right … Sure …
Several months ago, I received an email from a 33-year-old American guy who’s living in Florianopolis, Brazil. He admires my blog and wanted to share his experiences in his part of the world. He began the email by telling me that he hasn’t figured out everything about the Brazilian women, but what followed that disclaimer was a 3-4 page email (I felt like it would never end) about his experiences living and interacting with women there. Here’s a man who tells me that he doesn’t have much experience, but yet is able to talk about his experiences in no less than 3 pages! Want to know what I think of this guy? I have nothing but admiration and respect for him. Here’s a guy with whom I want to share what I learned. Here’s a guy I want to compare notes with. Here’s a guy I want to go out with. Here’s a guy I respect. I wrote back giving him some key cultural pointers that I learned during my sojourn in the country. Last week he replied that what I told him is slowly making sense, although he’d need to spend more time in the country to grasp it all. He’ll succeed. I’m more than sure of it.
Another American guy, who’s 35-years-old, has been corresponding with me about his life in Spain. In the beginning things were difficult, but in his last couple of emails I’ve been getting the glimpse that he’s about to make a breakthrough and turn things in his favor. He’s almost fluent in Spanish and wants to find a woman for a long-term relationship, even for marriage. He’ll get there.
I’ve asked myself (and have been asked by others) numerous times as to why I keep writing articles even though I don’t make a cent from the site. And the reason I keep writing is because of emails like the above. It’s because it gives me an opportunity to connect with other road junkies and renegades. Road junkies and renegades with whom I wouldn’t be able to connect otherwise. The other major reason is because I’m also excited to see a new generation of maverick travelers rise and conquer the world. I want to teach these men everything I learned.
Unfortunately, euphoria can quickly dissipate into dysphoria. That happens when I read about a guy who wants to go to some foreign country like Romania, Latvia or Russia. So far, so good. Then, the guy tells me he wants to “pipeline” (arrange dates in advance) on some online site like couchsurfing or some local dating site.
That’s where the logic becomes fuzzy. To me, trying to meet women online when going to a foreign country (at least as a primary method) escapes all the logic in my head. Why would a guy spend all the time planning, paying for airline flights and accommodations, spending immeasurable hours flying in a plane only to get right back on the Internet and try to meet women? Why not just stay in America? What the fuck is the point? Seriously. I simply can’t understand, and I have spent an immense amount of time trying to solve this puzzle. First of all, do you realize that the women who are marketing themselves on the Internet have already met half the Internet? Why go after the women to whom you’re nothing more than just another number? Ah, I know why. It’s because there’s absolutely no risk involved with firing off a couple of messages on some website. Sounds like something a lazy sheeple would do.
What you should really be doing is talking with the women who are physically around you, on the streets, inside the cafes, in the stores, inside the malls, even the bars — not trying to meet women from behind the comfort and security of your laptop screen. That’s just not how you do it. There’s no excuse whatsoever. Period. Be a man, step outside of the house and meet women. Oh, your hands get sweaty and your heart is beating so fast it’s about to jump out of your chest? Good. Then you’re doing it right.
If you think my journey to greatness has been smooth, you’re gravely mistaken. I’ve been called many things in my life. I’ve been called a gringo (in a derogatory way) in a Mexico City bar. I’ve been aggressively cockblocked by no less than five Brazilian guys in a posh club in Belo Horizonte. A girl spilled a drink (maybe accidentally or maybe not) on me in a Barcelona club. I’ve been told to go fuck myself in Russian by an average-looking girl in a Riga night club. There were many more, but I’ll spare you the details. What’s important is that every time I’ve gotten back up and faced the world again. That’s because I’m determined to get what’s mine, and no one, not one single person or a group of people, has the right to stop me from doing that.
The beauty of the Internet is that there are lots of communities tending to various needs and problems of an individual. There are forums for people suffering from hair loss. Forums for people who are afraid of heights. Forums for people who are afraid of social contact. Forums for people afraid of flying on airplanes. Forums for people who stutter. This site is for none of the above. This site isn’t a support group. That’s not what we’re about. This site is specifically for two types of men: the renegades and road junkies roaming the world and are looking to connect with others, and for aspiring renegades and road junkies who want to learn the ropes before embarking on their own journey. This site is for independent thinkers. This site is for men who want to reach their potential. This site is for men who want to find freedom: financial freedom, moral freedom, and personal freedom.
We don’t provide tips, shortcuts, or secrets to anything worth doing. We don’t believe in “alternative to the alternatives” (i.e., getting something for nothing). We believe in hard work. We believe in taking risks. We believe in getting what we want, come hell or high water. We believe in leaving a mark on this world. That’s because fortune favors the bold and the determined, and not the helpless and the lazy sheeples.[\quote]
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This guy sounds like a lost loser as opposed to being just a loser.
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judge not............i love reading his blog, its mainly a guy thing so you might not like it that much
This guy sounds like a lost loser as opposed to being just a loser.
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Great blog. He describe 1/4 of my life. I am hoping to be able to freely move around the world soon when my online based biashara get off ground. This is the new life of 21st century where the world is small village.
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He's a gypsy junkie with no cause other than his self- centred views. He just needs to grow up and commit to something. RVP you're driven by a cause. That's completely different.
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Veritas-I have no cause. I am hoping to do Rwanda and Philiphines next yr. Couple of months in some cheap motel or rented apartment.
True-rv is wondering [from the restroom of nipate] whether my biashara is nipate.org :lol: i doubt you'll be able to make any adsense; but anyway for true sake..my online biashara are online based subscription software...where you do not really need an office...but just a website..and can make money from anywhere.
For instance https://surveymonkey.com i know is staffed by 5 people but they make tons of money..revnues worth 50M dollars last time i checked about 5yrs ago.
Most people are yet to grasp the opportunities that the information age present.
He's a gypsy junkie with no cause other than his self- centred views. He just needs to grow up and commit to something. RVP you're driven by a cause. That's completely different.
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Veritas-I have no cause. I am hoping to do Rwanda and Philiphines this yr.
True-rv is wondering [from the restroom of nipate] whether my biashara is nipate.org :lol: i doubt you'll be able to make any adsense dollars anytime soon; but anyway for true sake..my online biashara are online based subscription software...where you do not really need an office...but just a website..and can make money from anywhere.
For instance https://surveymonkey.com i know is staffed by 5 people but they make tons of money..revnues worth 50M dollars last time i checked about 5yrs ago.
Most people are yet to grasp the opportunities that the information age present.
He's a gypsy junkie with no cause other than his self- centred views. He just needs to grow up and commit to something. RVP you're driven by a cause. That's completely different.
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RVP: Very interesting. I am doing a side job for a company that specializes in online sales of clothing...a small company but has a turnover of $12b. Goodluck
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12B dollar that seem unrealistic. Maybe million dollars. Yes i developed many sites for others that make them money online...with 1-10 staff...nearly everything automated.
RVP: Very interesting. I am doing a side job for a company that specializes in online sales of clothing...a small company but has a turnover of $12b. Goodluck
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Veritas-I have no cause. I am hoping to do Rwanda and Philiphines next yr. Couple of months in some cheap motel or rented apartment.
True-rv is wondering [from the restroom of nipate] whether my biashara is nipate.org :lol: i doubt you'll be able to make any adsense; but anyway for true sake..my online biashara are online based subscription software...where you do not really need an office...but just a website..and can make money from anywhere.
For instance https://surveymonkey.com i know is staffed by 5 people but they make tons of money..revnues worth 50M dollars last time i checked about 5yrs ago.
Most people are yet to grasp the opportunities that the information age present.
He's a gypsy junkie with no cause other than his self- centred views. He just needs to grow up and commit to something. RVP you're driven by a cause. That's completely different.
RVP, online living is booming but a successful one should have a base. Every developed country specialises in something. Kenya should specialise in IT related rogue. Like hackers, online mobs. That would be the fastest way to catch up to the developed economies in less than 5 years and a fast track to becoming a major geopolitical player. Under that pretext I am preparing my bit. My dear friend, that ain't gonna be scraps of 50million.