
I’m Willing to Give My Life to My Life
I’m reading Reality Transurfing, and it’s one of those books that doesn’t just offer ideas, it quietly reorganizes how you perceive reality itself.
It immediately reminded me of Outwitting the Devil by Napoleon Hill. Hill wrote the book in 1938, but it wasn’t published until 2011, more than seventy years later. At the time, a man openly claiming to have interviewed the Devil about the mechanics of fear, control, and influence would have been dismissed as insane.
Some ideas arrive long before the world is ready for them.
Reality Transurfing has a similar feel, but a very different fate. The author wrote the book, released it, and then disappeared into ambiguity.
The more I read it, the more I understand why.
It has made me question whether I even want to be a public figure at all, not out of fear, but out of clarity. This world has become loud, polarized, and perpetually reactive. In a reality like this, sanity can look like insanity, and sovereignty can look like disengagement.
One of the most important concepts in the book is something called pendulums.
If you’ve read it, you’ll recognize the idea immediately. If you haven’t, imagine this.
A pendulum swings back and forth. It forms when collective emotional energy is poured into an idea, belief, movement, ideology, or individual. Over time, that energy takes on a life of its own.
Pendulums can be nations, wars, religions, political movements, markets, social narratives, or public figures.
Donald Trump is a pendulum.
War is a pendulum.
Peace is a pendulum.
Corruption is a pendulum.

Here’s the part most people miss.
It doesn’t matter whether you love a pendulum or hate it.
If you are emotionally engaged with it, you are feeding it.
Rage feeds it.
Resistance feeds it.
Obsession feeds it.
The pendulum does not care about your moral position.
It only responds to energy.
This becomes even more unsettling when you understand something deeper.
Consciousness does not require a physical body to exist.
Ideas outlive people.
Movements survive their founders.
Beliefs persist long after their originators are gone.
The body disappears, but the consciousness field remains.
When we fight pendulums, we often believe we are opposing them. In reality, we are participating in them. We are adding fuel to the very thing we think we are resisting.
Taken far enough, people will quite literally give their lives to pendulums.
“I’ll die for my country.”
“I’ll die for this cause.”
“I’ll sacrifice everything to fight this enemy.”
These statements are rarely questioned.
What struck me most is how normal this has become.
Most people don’t consciously choose what they give their lives to.

They give it to their jobs.
They give it to their companies.
They give it to their outrage.
They give it to their family.
They give it to their friends.
They give it to systems they can’t change.
They give it to sporting teams.
They give it to being led by propaganda media.
None of these things are inherently wrong.
But when your attention, emotional energy, and identity are constantly directed outward, something quiet and costly happens.
People very rarely give their lives to their dreams.
And their dreams quietly wait.
They wait while energy is siphoned into endless reaction.
They wait while nervous systems remain chronically activated.
They wait while people confuse moral engagement with conscious living.
This is not because people don’t have dreams.
It’s because most people have never been taught how to protect their attention long enough for those dreams to breathe.
Pendulums make this easy to miss.
They reward reaction.
They punish neutrality.
They thrive on urgency.
And unless you learn how to step back, regulate your inner state, and consciously decide where your energy goes, your life is slowly given away without you ever formally agreeing to it.
I’m not exempt from this.
I still feel myself pulled into the atrocities of the world. And I know that every time I get sad, angry, or emotionally charged about it, I’m feeding those pendulums. I’m leaking energy.
As I reduce the energy I place there, something very real happens.
I feel calmer.
My heart opens more.
I have space to breathe again.
This isn’t denial.
It’s responsibility.
And this is where I realized I was getting to the gold.
Because pendulums are not only traps.
They are also engines.
There is extreme value here, if you continue reading and don’t stop where most people stop.
Large pendulums carry enormous momentum. Markets. Technology. Cultural shifts. Even chaos itself.
When approached unconsciously, they consume people.
When approached consciously, they can be ridden.
If you learn how to direct your focus, cleanse the mind, and manage your temperament, you can use the energy of extremely large pendulums to propel yourself toward the life you actually want.
This does not require perfection.
It requires practice.

An increasing ability to notice where your attention goes.
A growing discipline to withdraw energy from what drains you.
A developing capacity to remain regulated while the world swings.
You don’t need to master this overnight.
You do need to get better at it.
Over time, even small improvements in attention, clarity, and emotional regulation compound at an extraordinary rate.
Most people give their lives to pendulums unconsciously.
I’m choosing something else.
I’m willing to give my life to love.
I’m willing to speak about love in ways that may feel unfamiliar or confronting.
I’m willing to be misunderstood.
I’m willing to be criticized.
But I’m not willing to give my life to pendulums that thrive on fear, outrage, and division.
I’m willing to give my life to my life.
Not as an act of selfishness, but as an act of responsibility.
Because when you give your life to yourself, you reclaim your attention, your nervous system, and your agency.
From that place, love stops being an idea and becomes a way of being.
And that, to me, feels like one of the most powerful choices available right now.



