The 2,356th Day: The Day You Have Been Waiting For

How do I say this . . .

How do I tell you that your tomorrow’s will be precisely as your yesterday’s and today’s.

How do I tell you that your “hope” for a better tomorrow is the only thing you have left. And, the reality of the situation is, “hope” actually isn’t anything at all.

“Hope” is a leaf in the wind, and lint in the miniature pocket that lines the front pocket of your jeans.

As the words of this discourse begin to take shape, your Mind will move through different Thought Spheres.

(More on Thought Spheres another time. Please do not send me an email).

Your mind may tell you that by telling you that your tomorrow will be the same as your yesterday, I am trying to “motivate” you.

Your mind will tell you that I am playing “reverse psychology.”

I think by now it has become abundantly clear to those who follow my work that I do not subscribe to psychologists or psychology. Or guru’s or motivational speakers or golf swing instructors or priests or sports psychologists or self-help books or anything else. If there is any form of “helper” I have left out, please add him to the list as well.

I believe no one.

I trust no one.

I put faith in no one.

I subscribe to no one.

I follow no one.

All societal tenets are bumper stickers.

All societal concepts are lies that have been recycled throughout the centuries.

This being the case, I do not think it will be difficult to accept that I am not playing a game of “reverse psychology.”

Human beings use Time as a wishing well.

Since they do not know what is going to happen tomorrow, they fill this “not-knowing” with heaps of hope and anticipation.

As each tomorrow comes, and reveals its true colors, they ignore it and look forward to the next tomorrow.

As long as there is another tomorrow, there is still “hope.”

This is how human beings think.

And even as I write these words, there are many who are reading this that will wonder “what is wrong” with this.

After all, this sort of philosophy is the staple diet of motivational speakers.

Let us enter the domain of Reality, as unpopular as it may be to do so.

Imagine that you have 10,000 more tomorrows. As you hang on for dear life to this idea called “hope,” you will keep looking for the next “good” tomorrow.

Imagine that on the 2,356^th tomorrow, something “good” happens to you.

A few things will happen on this day.

First, your mind will say, “Ha! See? My tomorrows are NOT like my today’s.”

Second, your mind will bet any and all chips that remain on the roulette wheel of “hope.” After all, look what happened today!

But in succumbing to the mind’s antics, what you will not have realized is that this “2,356^th day” has happened several times before.

Do you understand?

Allow me to share with you a golf analogy.

When a tour player makes a 40-foot putt, the crowd cheers, the commentators cheer, and the players cheer.

When a tour player makes a hole-in-one, the crowd cheers, the commentators cheer, and the players cheer.

Why do they cheer?

Do they cheer in order to celebrate how “great” this golfer is? (If he was so “great,” why does he not make Every 40-footer?)

Do they cheer because there is something special about a 40-footer that they lie in bed dreaming about?

Certainly not.

Then why do they cheer?

They cheer because a 40-footer going into the hole is so Rare.

They cheer because this “successful” 40-footer stands in as a bright red triumph in a bland and monochromatic ocean of Failures.

This is why they cheer.

Several years ago, my older son made a hole-in-one on the 11^th hole at The Country Club of Charleston.

It could be argued that this is among the most diabolical Par 3’s anywhere in the world.

It is a hole so difficult that Sam Snead made a 13 on it once. And Ben Hogan once said, “Your greens are beautiful, but what you need for that 11^th hole is about five sticks of dynamite.”

I must confess something about that day my son made that hole-in-one on Hole 11. After the ball went into the hole, there were high-five’s on the tee box. The entire tournament field was buzzing about it.

And as much as I wanted to say something congratulatory, I simply couldn’t generate the emotion.

When we arrived on the green, I could no longer withstand the internal conflict, so I acquiesced. And said to my son, “Nice shot.”

This has happened many times before during my sons’ tournaments. Hole-in-one’s and hole-out’s from the fairway, followed by not a single word from my lips.

Why?

It isn’t strategic. I am not being wise or clever. It isn’t a good thing, or a bad thing.

It is just that . . . I do not get excited by things that cannot be reproduced.

My initial reaction after that ball went into the hole was, “Let’s see you do it again. Because if you do it again, now we have a System.”

THAT would be exciting. THAT would be satisfying.

Because if I have a System that produces a reliable and predictable result, I Own the game.

This is what my entire life is based upon. Whether it is in teaching golf, conquering the mind, or discovering The Truth.

So that “2,356^th day” that makes you believe that “hope” works . . .

That “2,356^th day” that implies to you that “the tide in your life has turned,” and that from this day forward, all of your days will be “2,356^th days” . . .

Is simply a hole-in-one.

For if we were to lucidly and dispassionately analyze the results . . .

Out of 500,000 days, there might be Twelve “2,356^th days.” (This is a generous estimate).

If we look at the trajectory of one’s life, we see that there are flat lines and valleys for over 93 percent of his life. And upward ticks and peaks for the remaining 7 percent.

Each of these upward ticks and peaks are sustained or linear. They are preceded and followed by decades of flat lines and valleys.

Tides do not “turn.”

They simply come and go.

And they “go” infinitely more often . . .

Than they “come.”

It would not be wise to share these results with an “optimist” or a “positive thinker.” For he will immediately deem it as a threat to his rose-colored glasses, and he will have you thrown out of his house.

If you read my message on Twitter yesterday, you will have been given an iron-clad Truth that every human can take to the grave:

Everything is a Scam.

And I will tell you as surely as I am sitting here now, that amongst all those who commented, liked, and retweeted this message, there is not a single one of them who knows just how wide and deep this Truth extends.

They certainly “agree” with the statement. (There is never any point in “agreeing” or “disagreeing” with me. I’m never trying to “make a point.” I’m never trying to “make you understand.” How can you “agree” with someone who isn’t telling you what to believe, or telling you what to do?)

If I were to make yesterday’s Tweet personal . . .

If I were to say that “I know that you buy the fact that everything in SOCIETY is a scam, but now let us talk about what is a scam in your very own life” . . .

There perhaps wouldn’t be as much “excitement.”

The “likes and retweets” would probably be . . . less.

You struggle to see things the way they are.

Why?

Because you have been so deeply and irreversibly conditioned by society and its minions that even your attempts to crawl out of this hole, are in fact a masked attempt to crawl into another one of society’s gopher holes.

My words will likely do nothing for you.

Why?

Because your Mind will play a trump card that you will likely not be able to “trump.” It will say to you, “Are you going to believe this man? Are you really going to believe that EVERYONE in the world is wrong, and this is the ONLY one in the world who is RIGHT?”

It will be almost impossible for you to get over this one. The mind is exquisitely clever, is it not?

It will become even more impossible once I tell you that I don’t give two cents about being right.

The impossibility will reach a fever pitch when I tell you that there is not a single drop of hyperbole in my voice when I tell you that virtually everything that you have ever heard is fundamentally divorced from The Truth.

And the impossibility will be clinched, putting a smile on your mind’s face, when I tell you the following . . .

With deep respect for the glory that is your human nature, I must confess that in the same way that no feelings arose within me that day my son made a hole-in-one, no feelings arise within me with regard to whether you learn The Truth or Not.

Truth be told, I don’t really try to “help” anyone. I just sink into the deep depths of Truth. Whatever words arise, they arise. I really don’t do anything Myself. It just comes.

It just comes.

If humanity benefits, fine.

If humanity sinks into a well of conflict and despair, fine.

I do not care about You.

For I do not even care about Myself.

Because I know, as certain as the sun rises in the East, that “the Self” is the greatest of all Lies.

The Truth is, you are going to die not having realized The Truth.

You are going to die not having known The Truth about the mind.

You are going to die not having known The Truth about the source of otherworldly performance.

You are not going to be Tiger Woods. Could you have been? The Truth is Yes. Without an inch of “positive thinking.” But in order to have been Tiger, you would have had to have had a particular form of DNA. Not the one that you think.

(I warn you against trying to predict what I am about to say. I warn you about trying to “cut me off at the pass.” For how can you “cut off at the pass” someone who does not Himself know what he is going to say?)

The DNA that you would have had to have had to become a Tiger Woods is Not the DNA of “talent.” For The Truth is, most players on the Tour have enough talent to be a Tiger. (You likely won’t even make it past this statement. Because you are perhaps hopelessly convinced that Tiger’s 81 wins and 14 majors are because he is more “talented” than any other golfer).

I won’t spend much time on this because it isn’t worth my time to attempt to convince the unconvincable. I will only leave you with this question. It isn’t a question I wish to “discuss or debate” with anyone. It is just a question for Yourself.

Imagine that a given professional golfer has 2 wins on the PGA Tour. If you are convinced that Tiger’s prolific history of winning is primarily the result of his “talent,” than what you are saying is that Tiger is 40.5 Times “more talented” than the player with 2 wins. What you are saying is that Tiger is 4,000 Percent “more talented” than the player with 2 wins.

I will leave that with you. Do with it what you will.

(If you are one who has bought hook, line, and sinker into what the “golf instruction culture” has told you, these numbers will perhaps sound “reasonable” to you).

The DNA that you would have had to have had to become a Tiger Woods is the DNA of a Natural Willingness To Entertain . . .

That the way that you have always looked at golf, and the things that you have for so many years conclusively believed, are a Bold Faced Lie.

A human being who is willing to even Entertain that his beliefs are Lies is as rare as the Hope Diamond.

Because in order to for a human being to have this exceptionally rare sort of DNA, he would also have to have the DNA to withstand the torture of coming to the realization that he has Wasted, at the very least, the last Decade of his life.

And this is not a thing that can be withstood by mortal men.

The Truth is that you are going to die without having arrived at Satisfaction/Permanence/Ultimate-ness/No-Mind/Nirvana/Enlightenment/Wisdom/ . . . or whatever word you wish to use. What will continue to happen, is what has already been happening for so many years.

What should you do?

There is nothing you can do.

Humans do not get a say as to what they become obsessed by.

What if you “commit” yourself to The Truth?

It will not work.

Why?

Firstly, because a man always defaults to his defaults. He can swim against the tide for only a few feet.

Second, because “commitment” and “discipline” are Untruths.

Yes, another lie that your trainer, psychologist, parents, and motivational speakers have told you.

There is no such thing as “stick to it.” If you force yourself to “stick to it,” it will only be a matter of time before you become “unstuck.”

How many lies do you want me to expose in one discourse? How much of your life do you want me to take apart in a single sitting? Perhaps it would be more “gentlemanly and appropriate” to take apart your life and your lies . . . Over Time.

Commitment and discipline are Forced endeavors. Anything that a man does my “force” or “willpower” is not natural. That which is not natural is never truly grasped at its highest of heights. It is a “going through the motions.”

The Marrow of a thing can never be had by way of passenger-less vehicles such as commitment, discipline, or willpower.

I am simply stating The Truth. Your life moves in waves of motivation. And each time the tide recedes, the verve behind your understanding recedes with it.

The Truth can only be had if it strikes a chord in your heart.

The way that the barrel of a 9mm Smith and Wesson strikes the hard palate when it is shoved into your mouth.

There is no “should.”

There is only IS.

The Truth is that your tomorrows will be the same as your todays.

The Truth is that your hope and salivation for that “2,356^th day” . . .

That glorious day that you think will be a turning point in your life . . .

Is actually a nickle for your troubles.

It is a half-opened packet of 3-inch gauze tossed on the pavement within reaching distance of your left arm, as a merciful gesture for the blood you have been spilling for the last 40 years.

That “2,356^th day” . . . .

Is a Scam.

Namaste.