So I had a blazing row with Emma yesterday…
Apparently she thinks my vitamin habit is nothing more than dumb fuckery of the highest order.
Something to do with what she calls:
“Falling victim to mass marketing and the placebo effect…”
Truth is, and now I’ve had a chance to cool down, she’s probably right.
Especially on the placebo effect.
… BUT here’s what I don’t understand about that.
If the results are the same, who gives a fuck.
Sugar pill or real pill – if it fixes the problem who really cares.
I certainly don’t.
Funny thing is, the placebo effect, and how it can dramatically improve the way that men like you and I play this game, works in the EXACT same way.
A phenomena that I’ve seen laid bare, and in front of my eyes, from the last three men to step foot inside of The Fellowship.
… Each coming to their first rapid deployment sessions with more achieved in the 4 weeks running up to their baptism of fire than they’d achieve in the previous 12 months…
… AND that’s BEFORE speaking to me or any of the other men around this table.
A profit powered placebo that one man described as:
“Finally BELIEVING in himself and that he could do it…”
A money marvel that meant he hit his twelve month revenue target in just five short weeks – WITHOUT even officially starting.
Anyway, point it this…
As usual Emma was right – yet…
Placebo or not, who gives a fuck if you get results.
… Because, in my experience there’s a funny thing that happens when you start to believe in the possibility that something will work and something will get you what you want…
It usually does.
Make More. Provide More. Be More.