The Power of Habit - Making Six Figures in 2023

 

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Believe it or not, I made well over $100,000 in 2023 working my 9-5 job.  No, I did not make money doing anything via social media or over the internet.  I had an actual job in real life.  So, this fantasy you have of making money solely online is just daydreaming.  Much like having a hot girl friend, making an overabundance of money online is not real.  Please, stop with the outliers and high performance people who you don't even know but are famous in the media.  More likely than not, you are not them and no one gives two shits about you.  Sorry, that's just how it is.  You are a layperson.  I'm a layperson.  There are millions out there like us.  You are not special.  Whatever your situation is, you probably want to max out how much money you can make.  There is no get rich quick scheme out there.  

In essence, I had a real job and worked a real job.  No, I've never struck it big time doing things online only.  I don't believe an ordinary, average ass person can make money just being online all of the time.  Being online all of the time does not provide people with much value, but if you can pull it off somehow then great!  You've hit the jackpot.  But as for the rest of us, we go back and work our 9-5 gigs.  

Keys Notes:

• You are not a beautiful woman.  
• Please proceed to work hard as fuck in whatever field you naturally gravitate towards even if you don't like it.
• Continue to work regardless of your pay
• You will work until you feel like vomiting
• No one cares if you are tired or hungry 
• Working overtime is taking care of yourself
• Do not be persuaded by feminine energy that you need to take breaks and vacations
• Again, you are not a beautiful woman
• No one cares about you, except YOU
• You must work or else you'll be thrown under the bus 
• She does not care if you are poor
• She does not care if you don't have money
• Therefore, you must work your ass off and continue to work until the point of no return
• If you're incapable of being an entrepreneur or being your own boss (filing your own taxes), you have to work for someone else (THEY will take care of your W-2 Form tax work)

Well, that's basically how I made six figures in one year.  It wasn't sexy, but it worked.  Of course, no one easily agreed with my ways but that's me.  I understand that no one cares out there for a man who doesn't make his own way in the world.  When shit hits the ceiling fat, the man will be challenged.  He will need to be independent and be able to survive by himself.  No one wants to baby a grown ass man.  It is imperative that a man works and continues to work either he feels like it or not.

Confidence is the ability to tell everyone to shut up and for you to go to work and do your thing.  During my time, I've noticed a lot of feminine energy trying to counter me, whether it was stemming from me or someone else.  The fundamental problem with people is that EVERYONE and their grandmother WANTS MONEY, but no one wants to work.  When you shut the fuck up and actually do some work, all of that negative, dark feminine energy and bitching ceases to exist, which is probably why a lot of men just naturally just work.  No one wants to hear a bitchy woman but that's life.  

In all honesty, I can't help anyone really.  You have to be able to find a job or create it yourself.  No one else gives two shits about your bank account.  You have to do it for you.  No matter how bitchy and noisy it gets, you need to continue.  

Thank you reading.  I hope to see you in the next one.

Solomon Chau

Happy New Year 2024 - Solomon Chau Style

 

Despite my constant need to bitch and complain, I'm still alive.  I did not die.  I'm still here with my audience.  My goal is to find something other than video games.  I'm not here to make money.  I'm just here to use this platform as my choice of medium to communicate to the world. The world has been littered with an infinite source of instant gratification vices.  Kids and young adults can no longer concentrate and focus on anything important except entertainment.  It's getting to the point where no one wants to sit down and talk to each other anymore or even read a book.  All of this money and technology did not actually improve the lives of people.  What it really did was provide more distractions.  People do not want to be baby sat by entertainment machines.  They're not supposed to be conditioned to be comfortable all of the God damn time.  Growth only comes through trial over adversity.  Basically, I have to be making my own content, yes, my own form of content creation, to develop and home in my skills as a human being.  I can no longer just sit on the sidelines and just watch as a member of the audience.  I get it.  If we do not standup for ourselves as a person, someone else will dictate and control your life. If Solomon Chau does not gain full consciousness, some other entity out there will.  Solomon Chau has to be his own God damn content creator and be the one sharing it with the world.  Reaching maturity throughout Maslow's Hierarchy of needs is no easy task.  Once you are self-aware that it's not okay to just be an average ass mediocre person, you have to become your own Arnold Schwarzenegger, the star of your own show.  

Sometimes I just feel tired.  I too tired to be my own person, someone doing their own thing.  A lot of times I just end up either playing video games or just resting/sleeping.  Maybe this year will be different?  Maybe things will change.  Maybe this will be the year I finally do something impactful, meaning full.  

Well, it's time...

All My Life - The True Life Story of Solomon Chau

Well, this is it "All My Life" the true love story of Solomon Chau.  Kind of weird, huh?  "Solomon Chau" would be the last person I would think would embark on a journey to Hollywood.  Just as I though I was a nobody, there's a movie about me "Solomon Chau.  The universe definitely surprised the hell out of me on this one.  Seriously, I thought I was going to be a nobody my whole life.  But now, "Solomon Chau" is all over Hollywood!  Thanks Harry Shum Jr I guess.  It's just such a strange turn of events don't you think?  I just can't believe it!?  Finally, a "Solomon Chau" breaking through the doors of Hollywood.  Never before seen, a leading Asian male role actor in America!  Holy shit, this is most ground breaking.

This is probably the first and only time "Solomon Chau" will ever be super famous for anything.  Thank you Lord!  It's as though I hit the jackpot!  Or so I think?  Unfortunately, I get my fair amount of haters.  If you scroll down my history, I've been "Solomon Chau" since forever.  But holy shit, I'm in the movies now!?  

I appreciate there being a Hollywood hit "Solomon Chau" movie.  This is just unbelievable, a dream come true.  I thank the Jewish people up there somewhere for making this come true.  You make me feel like I'm not some homeless nobody.  I am eternally grateful!

Thank you everyone,

Solomon Chau   

Good Bye Forever

Well, I guess I'm moving on.  I'm going to stop posting on this blog.  AdSense has disabled my account.  No, I haven't even made a dime nor care anymore.  I've been post since 2014 and no one has ever gave a damn.  Basically, I've been using this as my diary.  No, it never picked up as a best selling whatever.  No, I'm pretty much someone no one would ever give a fuck about.  No, I don't care.  There's not much for me to care about really.  No money, no beautiful women, no beautiful house, no anything really worth mentioning that doesn't suck.  What's the point of me continuing to post knowing that I will never a make a penny?  It's like my life doesn't even matter.  Why do I continue to write if no one is even reading my blog entry? 

Other than being cathartic, blogging has not been very financially rewarding for me.  I could just write my diary entries on a notepad and no one would otherwise care.  Either way, no one cares if it's online or on a piece of paper.  Diaries of no one gives a fuck.  When the coronovirus first hit, there were bodies just piling up in the hospital.  It's as though no one gave a fuck.  Everyone spent their whole lives bitching and complaining, and then one day you end up in the back of some God forsaken freezer truck at the hospital.  Again, you're just another fucking body being piled up.  No one cares.  No one cares.  No one cares kid, go home. 

The war is over.  Within a whole time frame of five plus years, Solomon does not make money blogging.  He does not give enough fucks to make that kind of money from writing.  No, he does not make money entertaining people.  No, he does not have such a natural talent to just dance/talk on stage and command a large audience.  Holy shit, no money.  After all these years, no money.  I made no money appearing on this Blogger.  I made absolutely no fucking money.  Whatever I write or do here is worth virtually nothing.  Kids do not be like me.  I am who I am for whatever reason and this is my personal perspective on life.  I guess there are tons of other people who are like me who never get lucky and just stay in limbo on their free time, doing whatever for very little or no money.  Whatever the fuck this is, it does not pay the bills.  Whatever the fuck I've been doing here, it will not even buy me a cup of coffee at Starbucks.  I am doing something horribly wrong and should fucking stop doing it, because it's just not worth the time and effort. 

To my audience, I'm sorry I won't be blogging here anymore but there's no money coming out of it.  I've create this, whatever it is, out of my share will.  I poured my soul into it.  Just know that what I've written is the truth from my perspective.  Everyone is different but this is just from my perspective alone.  With everything said and done, I bid you farewell.

Goodbye,

Solomon         

What Does Life Look Like When You Are Not a Fail?

What is the point of all of us doing things and working hard if no one else will ever even raise an eyebrow?  I've always have had this feeling of needing an audience or attention in the back of my mind as though I'm suppose to be some kind of entertainer.  No, I don't need drama in my life but for some reason I like the idea of having an audience.  I have this need that wants to be fulfilled but isn't be satisfied for whatever reason due to the extra amount of work that is needed to complete the task.  Without a doubt, not having an audience is much easier to live life.  There is no one to judge you or make constant asshole comments.  None the less, if you want an audience you have to be able to deal with all of the trolls and haters lurking behind every corner.  I get it: Show business is not easy.  Hell, I've been blogging for my whole adult life and I make absolutely zero money.  If I'm going to fucking put in work into something and not even get paid for it, I might as well do whatever.  This is my version of doing whatever; and I'm literally not getting paid.  I've never been getting paid for writing a blog.  I've never been getting paid for uploading shitty videos on YouTube.  Why am I not getting paid for my time?  I'm basically the equivalent of a a fat girl no one wants to date.  Who cares if she has any talent or brains?  No one wants to screw her at night.  She will never be known as sexy or good looking.  She will always be known as the fat girl in the room.  Life just isn't fair.  Likewise, I'm the guy who just isn't good enough or doesn't put enough effort into making money blogging and/or vlogging online.  Have I ever seriously tried?  No, not really.  I've made kiddy projects but that's about it.  No, I've never done it professionally with thousands of dollars of equipment, ads, and people to hire.  None the less, I believe I should be making at least making $5 by now with 10 years @_@ 

Regardless if I'm getting paid or not, I continue to write because that's what I do.  This is how I express myself in a nonviolent way and more loving way.  Unfortunately, I don't pay the bills with doing so.  I may have as well spent my free time mowing lawns or doing some monotonous work no one would give a shit about in a thousand years.  As a result, I'd like to put my time and effort into something that wasn't so worthless.  No one wants to hear someone else bitch and complain when they can perfectly do it without flaw themselves.  As my professor wants told me: "Minimum effort equals minimum wage".  As my blog has been unfolding, it reveals a story a about a man who doesn't give a fuck in the midst of a global pandemic and all other aspects in life before, during, and after.  This is the ultimate blog about not giving a fuck.  No, there isn't much else written here because that's exactly what it's about: Not giving a fuck.

So what does it look like when people do give an actual fuck?  Well, a good sign that someone out there gives an actual fuck about something is when money is involved.  If you're not making money, then the whole thing is a waste of time.  We all share the same 24 hours a day, but life isn't fair.  Some people's time is worth much more than someone else's.  Some individuals are much more valuable than others due to their innate raw talents.  We can all create and express ourselves, but some do it better than others.  Unless you are one of these highly talented people every seems to be after, there's nothing to worry about.  No, you do not need body guards and lawyers protecting your ass.  No, no, and more no.  Holy shit, welcome to a state of being delusional.  If you're not bringing home the bacon, shut up already.

Let it be known: I don't get paid for my content that I share with the world.  I'm on my path to homelessness.  Welcome to the world of no one gives a fuck.

Thank you for stopping by.  May one day someone actually care about you and/or your work that you've personally created.  Peace out.




 
       

Why Does Everyone Care About the Stupid Things in Life?

Have you ever noticed most people around you only care about the little tiniest of details that has very little or no significant impact but only to annoy the hell out of you?  Time after time again, I continue to trigger people with things that don't even matter.  People pay the most attention to me when I'm not giving a fuck or do something stupid.  It's like the naysayer is inside of everyone, ready to jump out and attack the shit out of you for the tinniest of little mistakes.  Has this ever happened to you?  Like no one gives two shits, but when you cause a small accident like a drop of water from your cup or look around the room at a girl EVERYONE goes ape shit?  I guess it must be something in the air in New Jersey.  I must be one of very few people in this world who actively doesn't want to give a fuck, because it doesn't matter.  If you're not contributing to help paying for stuff, I really don't care.  Why do I always look like I'm the asshole?  Some people may even turn on me just so that they can get a reaction out of me just because they know for a fact they can see someone who could care zero shits about them, absolutely zero.  Sorry but not sorry:  No one in my department gives a fuck...that is unless you are helping me in some way, shape, or form.   

You would not believe the amount of Negative Nancys and Debbie Downers I encounter everyday.  I get it, you constantly complain about everyone and everything even though there's nothing externally bothering you.  Don't you get it?  No one else gives a fuck so stop your complaining.  I sure as fuck don't have time for your sorry ass and don't want to be involved with you.

Whatever I say, whatever.  I have better things on my shit list of things to do.  No, I don't have time for anyone being sorry for themselves.  No, I don't have any time for anyone's stupid complaints about nothing.  You being a bag of shit doesn't have anything to do with me, so please don't try to reflect your psychological garbage on me.  I wish the people would be less toxic and more mindful that not everyone needs to hear their abundant, useless asshole comments. 

So why don't most people use their time to be helpful?  Why are there so many negative ass people in this world?  Why do so many people come across as assholes?  Why do people sound like they're arguing all the time?  I know one thing for sure, I can't change anyone else's opinion.  There's only one thing I can really change and that is myself.  I can change my attitude.  I can change my mindset.  I can change what I do in the morning.  I can change who I listen to.  I can change where I'm going.  I can change!  I can change! 

With all the crazy shit going on in the world, people need to be more positive.  Unfortunately, there's always that negative ass person in the room who is going to hate; just make sure it's not you.

I wish everyone the best.  I wish people weren't so hurt and fucked up, so they can stop hating and throwing tantrums at everyone they come across.  I wish everyone can find Jesus and learn how to love one another.  I wish people can find peace within themselves.  I wish people would stop caring so much about attacking each other about stupid shit.  I can't change people, but what I can do is change my attitude. 

Thank you for stopping by.  Thank you for reading my content, because without you I'd be a real nobody.  Until next time!   




     

Be Someone Worth A Damn

Trust me, you don't want to be that guy who doesn't do anything.  You also don't want to be that guy who doesn't mind his own business and is constantly chasing after someone else.  So how do you attract?  You want to be the kind guy that people come to.  We also don't want to be that guy who says he'll do all this amazing stuff but just ends up playing World of Warcraft online in his mom's basement.  Easier said than done right?  It's okay to be a part of the audience but not forever.  At some point, everyone wants to be the star of their own show.  This is just one of many fundamental problems about being human.  You don't want to be a sheeple.  You don't want to be just like everyone else.  Not everyone falls into this category of uniqueness or self actualization but it comes around once a while in every generation.  Who wants to be just like everyone else?  Who wants to be stuck in the matrix?  Of course, not everyone makes it to this point of being their own star.  Hell, I'm continuing to struggle with this mindset everyday.  You have to fight for your right to live or someone else will try to control your ass.  Therefore, we all struggle with our sense of autonomy as well as doing what is right to get through the day and everyone has their own unique perspective.  What is right for one person maybe seen as stupid for someone else.  Finding empathy and understanding for someone else's point of view is probably one of the hardest things a human being can do.  Imagine if you were in that person's shoes.  A lot of times we don't want to because it's just too painful.  No one wants to be sick, old, or hurting but that is why this skill set is needed.  If you are here to help others, you must be able to understand what the other person is going through which is why they are constantly lashing out at everyone.  No, it's not easy.  In fact, it's probably the hardest thing you can do.  Having empathy for those who are suffering, being compassionate, and loving is no easy task.  Please, understand what love is.  Understand what it means to love someone else other than yourself sometimes.  

There's just so much conflicting shit, opinions, and background noise going on all the time that it's so hard to be doing everything.  You really need to turn off your cell phones and throw away your iPad out of the window to get something accomplished.  Again, you can't select EVERYTHING.  You really have to narrow it down to ONE thing.  No, you can't realistically be earning an income from being a fitness expert, cooking chef, real estate guru, financial expert, YouTuber, vlogger/blogger, New York Times Best Seller, drop shipping, coding for Google, and be a graphics designer for Disney.  This may work for one or two individuals out of a million people, but no definitely not me.  Fuck, it's a miracle if I can even write something coherent on this blog once a week.  So what's my thing?  What's my ultimate business model that I would pursue without getting crunched by excessive time restraints?  Again, who am I to say who I am when I'm the very definition of a jack of all trades master of none?  After everything is said and done, it's ultimately up to me to define who I am and how I carry out my day.  Maybe, I really am I bum?  The reason why I never get to do anything outside of the box of mediocracy is perhaps, because well that's who I actually am. Being me and identifying myself as someone who doesn't give a fuck is really just a sad state of affairs.  

I need to go out and go find some answers about myself.  I've been doing this for what seems to be forever.  In fact, this time I'm pretty sure I'll just come back with very similar content, just another blog post about some wandering homeless trying to find himself among thousands of other homeless people trying to make it.  In the end, who the fuck cares unless it's a documentary/story airing on Netflix or to a lesser extent YouTube.  No one will fucking care, so make sure you be worth a damn when you enter the room.

Thank you for stopping by and giving an actual fuck to read my content.  

Peace,  

Solomon