The teenage Buddhist lama, Jalue Dorje, blesses thousands at a monastery in the Himalayan foothills. Just six months earlier and thousands of miles away, he was pulling all-nighters to play Madden NFL on his Xbox at his home in a Minneapolis suburb.

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The original Star Wars movies were so loved because: -Spaceships and laser swords are cool. -It's WW2 in space mixed with a Western in space. All-American tropes like gunslinger and fighter pilot, but in a space opera. -It has a religion that is real. Yes its kind of cringey 1970's California Buddhism but it's still in there. Plus the religion assists with laser sword fights. -The setting has a delightful archaeo-futurist tone. It's after the fall of a cleaner, better civilisation ("an elegant weapon....from a more civilised time...") and it has a mix of hard sci-fi tech and scrappy junkyard tech plus all kinds of aliens that just exist as a kind of backdrop. -The acting is fine, the pacing is excellent, the dialogue has just enough exposition to let you figure out what's going on but not too much to ruin the mystery. -Nothing like it had ever been made. It felt genuinely new. And the scale of the story was so large, it felt impossibly epic. For the 70's it really did blow people's minds.

People think the secret to trading is learning more strategies, more macro, more charts. They’re wrong. The real breakthrough happens when you finally stop staring at candles and start staring at the broken parts of yourself. Your fear. Your ego. Your damn inner demon. I always tell friends, half-joking but also dead serious: you need to get liquidated 3 times before you ever become a profitable trader. Because “winning” isn’t making money. Winning is keeping that money next year without blowing yourself up again. I survived 3 near-death blows in crypto. After each shitshow I genuinely believed I finally figured it out. I told myself I was mature now, disciplined now, ready now. Then the market punched me in the face again and made it painfully obvious I wasn’t. I couldn’t keep the money because the weak, pathetic version of me was still breathing. And until the market beats those versions of you to death one by one, you will keep throwing your wins straight back into the fire. I didn’t made this up. Every field that studies human nature agrees on one thing. Psychology. Philosophy. Religion. They all say the old self must die. Jung calls it meeting your shadow. Nietzsche calls it killing the false you. Buddhism calls it ego-death. The Bible tells you to put off your old self and become new. Different languages, same truth. You have to die before you can actually live. In trading (and in life), “death” is moment you lose not just money but your ego. It’s the part that panics, chases, and lies to itself. “Rebirth” starts the moment you tear yourself apart and look at your own broken pieces from a third-person view. Your personality. Your strengths. Your weaknesses. Your desires. All the shit you’ve been too scared to look at when life was going well. It’s in that dark, cracked-open space where you finally start seeing what actually fits you. What you’re built for. What you truly want. What your life could be if you stopped lying to yourself. People say true happiness is when your talent, your interests and your effort finally point in the same direction. You can only find that direction after you’ve been cracked open. Most people never reach that point because they never break enough to see it.