What's the best piece of advice you've ever been given?

What's the best piece of advice you've ever been given that's played a functioning part in your life and progression in the things you've pursued?

''Think before you talk'' mostly

"Judge not, you be judge" & "Love one another just as I love you"

Warmest Regards

"Dont open accounts on forums so you can just post random thread"-Albert Einstein

My father once said to me when I was back-stabbed: "If you know 10 ways to make money, teach your friends 8 out of those 10. Never disclose all of them because you worked your ASS off to discover them."

listen a lot and speak little.

"Drink alcohol 24/7"

Have no idea about the best advice, but the worst advice is definitely:

"Money can't buy happiness" - every broke ass you can find in town.

"You don't walk around shit because you're afraid of shit. You walk around shit because walking through shit will only result in shit getting on your shoes."

My dad, on how avoiding getting info fights with someone over stupid stuff doesn't make you any less of a man.

The best advice I've ever gotten is in regards to "living in the present moment". If you want to be happy put very little focus into the past or future.

No matter what you're doing (even if it's taking a shower or washing dishes) try to live in a state of flow and peak performance. Enjoy the present moment and realize it's the most important thing you have in life.

Once you start enjoying the present moment it will cross over into all areas of your life. You'll become a happier, more efficient person.

What Apex1 said above, and I was told to think for myself by myself... Always think for YOURSELF! You know what is best in your own situations

"Never let your meat loaf"

"Stop reading and start taking action".


This is very important in the IM world.

As good as advice can be it's still just words. The true, best "advice" I've got has come through observation of very strong people. Usually in some heightened state of awareness or crisis.

For instance, imagine spending 19 years of your life thinking you're a real badass. Then you get put in a place with people who make you look soft as mash potatoes. Yet still, you've spent all these years convincing yourself you're a badass. You're still acting like a badass. You're completely delusional about where you stand in life.

Then 1 day some big bad wolf comes into your cell demanding all your cigarettes. You only have a few left. You slowly start to realize you're not a badass. So you lie and say you don't have any. Then you start shaking. And the big bad wolf shoves you out of the way, opens your locker and starts robbing you in front of your face. You look at your bunky, who's SMALLER than you (you're small), he's lying on his bed with a book smiling and just listening.

Now your shaking real bad. You know you have to do something but you're too scared to do what you really need. So you softly push his hands away, close and snap the lock like a bitch. Then whisper "wtfs your problem dude?" That guy leaves. Then 30 seconds comes back hiding a blade in his hand. He starts shouting, "don't make me ask mfkr don't make me ask..". Gesturing that you have 2 choices. Get robbed or get whatevers in his hand. But then your bunky leaps off his bed STILL SMILING. Still calm as fuck. You see his smile and get goosebumps. It's a genuine, bright smile. And you can't even begin to process how anyone could smile in a situation like that. Then he gets in dudes face and starts shouting so loud you gotta turn your ears away from the sound. Till this day I can't explain how a man of that size (5' 4" 140lbs), nevermind any size, could yell that loud. At a guy at least 6' 4" 300+lbs bulky as fuck. He's shouting in the most violent but hilarious way. Starts pushing the "wolf" repeatedly, smiling right at him as he's shouting he'll fuck him in the ass so hard his grandma will feel it.... just 1 line after another after another. At points BEGGING the guy "poke ME mfka, LETS SEE IT". Less than 20 seconds later the guy leaves THEN my bunky follows him to his cell and continues threatening him for another 15-20 seconds. Then walks back into our cell laughing. Hops back on his bed. Not even breathing heavy. No blinking. Just opens his book, smiling, as he gets back to reading. My face is blank. Hands still shaking. I need to thank this man. I need to know wtf just happened but moreso how he did that.

I've told this story to friends & family probably 100 times. Cause my family knew this guy pretty well. They saw him at visits every week and loved him. Everyone loved him. It's been like 14 years since I've seen him (his name was "Nas" short for Naseer Naserdeen). As many cool, funny, courageous people I've met in my life, I've still never come across someone as fearless as him. I've met tons of funny ass dudes since then. But this guy was funnier than Chris Rock. He did stand up in the prison, freestyled everything. When I see Chris Rock do standup today I can't even laugh. Cause he looks a bit like Nas but Nas was wayyy funnier.

As gay as it sounds, I think about that guy almost everyday of my life. He was in for murder (served 8 years) but had his shit together unlike most people I know. Married to a beautiful / smart wife. Beautiful kids. When I got moved out to min security I was sad as fuck. I had his address but knew he wasn't getting out for a while. By the time he did I lost his info & couldn't find him online. I just knew he grew up in Phili.

Anyway, my point. One person through 1 simple action.... that shit can have more impact on a persons morale than 1 million Tony Robbin speeches. I can't honestly say I'd have the balls to be in some of the local niches I'm in had I not met Nas. That I'd have the balls to approach women in college in the seduction community the way I did. I learned to stop blinking, stop shaking and just smile. The balls to handle bullies in bars the way I use to. The balls to do a lot of things I do today. From time to time I'll still hear someone ask "how'd your balls get so big for such a short dude?" and my brain short circuits. Cause my balls aren't big. I just realized 1 day when I met someone else how small they really were. I realized the distance between my balls and his balls was the distance around Earth. If I could just grow my balls 1/100th of the way to the equator I'd be cool. Which I think is what I did.

And I think everyone has stories like this. That these stories, these things we observe at critical moments... are the things that make us who we are today. And whatever we may become in the future.

peterngo91 said:

Have no idea about the best advice, but the worst advice is definitely:

"Money can't buy happiness" - every broke ass you can find in town.

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"Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy you a yacht that you can park next to it"

David Lee Roth

davids355 said:

listen a lot and speak little.

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100x this. It's amazing how much you can learn if you just shut the F up and listen to people who know more about the subject than you.

You don't know what your own opinion is on a matter until you are faced with dealing with it yourself. This might sound quite strange and I didn't believe it for a long time until one day when something was forced upon me. In the moment I wasn't capable of going through with what that I had previously convinced myself I would be able to do.
In saying this my advice is to be respectful of other's decisions as they are doing what is right by them. This in itself is not selfish, you cannot expect to know the full details about a situation or know what the right decision is until you have lived it yourself. Even then what is right for you might not be right for someone else.
Have patience and tolerance for others, even when they don't have it for you.

"Build your own life so that someone doesn't hire you to build theirs"

Carry on my wayward son... There'll be peace when you are done. Let your weary head to rest, don't you cry no more.

Best advice ever: don't take advice from someone unless you want to be in their position.