My Dream To Become A Rapper...

When I was growing up, I used to want to be a rapper.

Nobody knew this, because deep down I thought it was a stupid dream.

I was a fat white kid from Missouri.

The only person I ever told was my high-school girlfriend, and she laughed in my face.

After that, I never told anyone again…

Regardless, I continued to think about it.

I’d visualize myself on stage...getting nasty on the microphone to a packed house.

I was literally obsessed with the idea. I thought about it incessantly.

Obviously it never happened...and that’s not the point…

Because something did happen...

Somehow, unplanned by me...

I became a pretty damn good public speaker.

I get paid a lot of money to speak to big crowds all the time.

I never planned this...or did I?

You see, I’m a big believer in the power of visualizing, and The Law of Attraction (BECAUSE IT WORKS)

...and while I didn’t become a world famous rap star...the Universe was listening...and fulfilled a slightly different version of my dream...one that I’m extremely happy with.

I’m on stage.

I’m moving people with my voice.

I’m living the rap star lifestyle (at least the cool parts).

It’s very VERY close to how I saw it...and I believe different for the better....and looking back had I understood how to believe in becoming a rapper, I would have become that.

The point here is this:

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE?

WHAT DOES IT FEEL LIKE?

Spend time dreaming these dreams & burning them into your mind EVERY FUCKING DAY, and take the actions you think best backs those dreams up.

They don’t have to be perfect actions, but you DO have to do your part and do what you think makes sense on a conscious level.

Do this, and there is a very good chance you'll end up very close to this dream in the long run.

—Andy