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Out of frustration, you took a break from your 13 subjects and summaries. This Sunday, give them your strict attention once again. To avoid frustrating yourself again, set one goal per day in connection with that week’s subject. Most importantly, accomplish it. Things are easier said than done. For example, when you say you want patience to be your shield, it means nothing. However, when you are in a situation where your patience is being tried and you recognize it but still blunder then that’s a transgression. Conquering moments like that is the process to mastering your subjects. If moments like that don’t come to you then put yourself in them.

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You know what’s funny? How the time on your hands isn’t mostly used on your purpose and your goals then when something threatens that time you panic and complain, “Now I won’t have time to … . ” You’re consistent at being inconsistent. Tyler Durden’s first rule of innovation is “No fear. No distractions. The ability to let that which does not matter truly slide.” What happen to being an anti-crastinator? Hmmm? You do not look like success. You do not smell like success. You do not taste like success. And, I know you do not feel like a success at this moment. You need to runny nose read Outwitting The Devil again to fight this drifting you’re doing. You part of that 98% until you master it.

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First, your phone. Now, your laptop. Are you getting the message yet? You are not doing goal-oriented things on these devices. You’re using them the wrong way. Now you’re experiencing a disconnect from the world without technology. It’s just you and your thoughts. It could be up to a week before you get your replacements. When you do, spend your time wisely on both phone and laptop. Maybe this temporary disconnect from the world will re-connect you with your world. Get the message: Stop drifting!

Benjamin Franklin

Thirteen-week Plan

Dear Har-old,

In How I Raised Myself From Failure To Success In Selling, Frank Bettger wrote:

I seldom meet anyone who never heard of Franklin’s thirteen-week plan, but I never met anyone who has told me he tried it!

In The Autobiography Of Benjamin Franklin, Franklin wrote:

I hope, therefore, that some of my descendants may follow the example, and reap the benefit.

Har-old, I will update the first-ever letter I wrote you, OMG!, and I will choose the 13 subjects which I feel are necessary or desirable for you to acquire and try to master, and I want you to give a week’s strict attention to each subject successively. In this way, you will be able to go through your entire list in thirteen weeks, and repeat the process four times in a year. Also, each subject will be followed by a brief summary. For instance, Franklin’s second subject was Silence, and his summary was, “Speak not but what may benefit others or yourself; avoid trifling conversation.”

I concluded that OMG! letter with a tagline from 43things.com, “Changing your life is hard. Doing it by yourself is harder.”

Here’s the screwed lightbulb (great idea) I had:

FY’s community will also join in on Franklin’s Thirteen-week Plan. They will list and share their thirteen subjects and summaries with you and six others of their choice. Y’all are to agree to the best way to communicate with each other. I prefer exchanging numbers because it’s more instant and direct than Twitter, Facebook or email.

This is how it will work:

Once they’ve shared their list, which will be in the order in which they plan to use it, they will assign seven people who represent the seven days of the week, to text or voicemail their subjects and summaries. This is for the subconscious. Five should be text; two should be voice mails. Har-old, you are not to or the others are not to get out-of-order meaning texting or voicing a person’s third subject during the first week, which is their first subject. Furthermore, you are only to be read or heard from once a week. No more!

At the end of every week you are to update everyone on your progress. This can either be done via a blog post, a text, an email, tweet or even phone conversation. Obviously, you can’t spread yourself to all seven people with a method like the last one-phone conversation-so again, agree on some end of the week method of updating everyone.

Har-old, writing this made me think of Dean Martin‘s Send Me The Pillow You Dream On. Listening to it now. I’m making this the theme song for this letter and the Thirteen-week Plan. Ha!

Futuristically yours,

Har+new

P.S. OMG! is now updated.

P.P.S. Let me know in the comments or through the contact form if you would like to participate.

I Might As Well Eat Grass

 Cj27,

Why are you so burdened with worries?

You worry everyday about whether or not I achieved the goals I set for my life. Only you know and understand that some days my life was as fun as a lazy cow grazing in an empty field. Some days I was so bored with my life, I might as well eat grass. And so, you wonder if I ever escaped the endless routine of my life – investigating complaints that I do not care about or feel the need to care about. I wish I could tell you to stop worrying. I wish I could tell you that everything is great. But I can’t. You see, our destinies are inextricably woven. My fate is tied to yours. Who I am now is dependent on the choices that you make.

I cannot tell you if everything is great or if I achieved all the things you want me to achieve at this age. You will have to see that for yourself when you get a chance to meet me. Never-the-less, I can tell you one thing that I want you to stop doing.

For heaven sakes… STOP PANICKING.

I know you feel a sense of urgency. I know you feel that your life is like an untidy room. You really want it clean but you just don’t know where to start. Stop panicking. Be still and you will hear the voice. Just start cleaning. You start to clean and in no time the room is spotless.

STOP PANICKING.

Do you remember that time when you were sitting in your car at the parking lot and you saw a car reversing straight into your car? All you could hear is a voice screaming in your head. STOP! YOU ARE GOING TO HIT MY CAR. STOP! LOOK AROUND DUMBO. STOP!!! Your hands sweated, your heart pounded and still, the voice in your head screaming loudly and endlessly.

…Then the loud crashing sound of metal crushing into metal and the jerk that silenced the screams in your head.

The answer was so simple. Just honk your horn. However, you didn’t do that. You didn’t hear the answer because you panicked. Sometimes life is like that, the answer is simple but you will never figure it out if you panic. Be still and you will hear the voice…

Just honk your horn.

Futuristically yours,

Cj40.