Today I am born a new man
Today I begin a new life.
Today I shed my skin which, for too long, has suffered the bruises of failure and the wounds of mediocrity.
Today I am born anew and my birthplace is a vineyard where there is fruit for all.
The goals I have chosen are laden with opportunity, yet they are fraught with heartbreak and despair and the bodies of those who have failed, were they piled one atop another would cast it's shadow down upon all the pyramids of the earth.
Yet I will not fail, as the others, for I now write the charts which will guide me through perilous waters to shores which only yesterday seemed but a dream.
Failure no longer will be my payment for struggle. Just as nature made no provision for my body to tolerate pain, neither has it made any provision for my life to suffer failure. Failure, like pain, is alien to my life. In the past I accepted it as I accepted pain. Now I reject it and I am prepared for wisdom and principles which will guide me out of the shadows into the sunlight of wealth, position, and happyness far beyond my most extravagant dreams until even the golden apples in the Garden of Hesperides will seem no more than my just reward.
Time teaches all things to he who lives forever, but I have not the luxury of eternity. Yet, within my alloted time I must practice the art of patience, for nature acts never in haste. To create the olive, king of all trees, a hundred years is required. An onion plant is old in nine weeks. I have lived as an onion plant. It has not pleast me. Now I will that I become the greatest of olive trees and, in truth, the greatest of all the successful men.
And how will this be accomplished? For I have neither the knowledge nor the experience to achieve greatness and already I have stumbled in ignorance and fallen into pools of self-pity. Any knowledge has only shown me opportunity without giving me the key to unlock the power within and bring my vision to fruition.
The answer is simple. I will commence my journey unencumbered with either the weight of unnecessary knowledge or the handicap of meaningless experience. Nature already has supplied me with knowledge and instinct far greater than any beast in the forest and the value of experience is overrated, usually by old men who nod wisely and speak stupidy.
In truth, experience teaches thoroughly yet her course of instruction devours men's years so the value of her lessons diminishes with the time necessary to acquire her special wisdom. The end finds it wasted on dead men. Furthermore, experience is comparable to fashion; an action that proved successful today wil be unworkable and impractical tomorrow.
Only principles endure and these I now possess for the laws that will lead me to greatness are contained in the words of these charts. What they will teach me is more to prevent failure than to gain success, for what is success other than a state of mind? Which two, among a thousand wise men, will define success in the same words; yet failure is always described but one way. Failure is a persons inability to reach their goals in life, whatever they may be.
In truth, the only difference between those who have failed and those who have succeeded lies in the difference of their habits: both the words they speak (inside and out), and the deeds the repeat. Good habits are the key to all success. Bad habits are the unlocked door to failure. Thus, the first law I will obey, which proceedes all others is - I will form good habits and become their slaves.
As a child I was slave to my impulses; now I am slave to my habits, as are all grown men. I have surrendered my free will to the years of accumulated habits and the past deeds of my life have already marked out a path which threatens to imprison my future. My actions are ruled by appetite, passion, prejudice, greed, love, fear, environment, habit, and the worst of these tyrants is habit. Therefore, if I must be a slave to habit, let me choose good habits which only benefit me and humanity. My bad habits must be destroyed and new furrows prepared for good seed.
I will choose and form good habits and become their slave.
With words and my choice of words, I will reprogram my mind to react to all things as I commanded it to react, and soon these actions and reactions will become easy to perform, for any act with practice becomes easy.
Thus a new and good habit is born, for when an act becomes easy through constant repetition it becomes a pleasure to perform and if it is a pleasure to perform it is man's nature to perform it often. When I perform it often it becomes a habit and I become its slave and since it is a good habit which I chose, this is my Will.
Today I begin a new life. And I make a solemn oath to myself that nothing will retard my new life's growth.
Today my old skin has become as dust. I will walk tall among men, and they will know me not for today I am a new man, with a new life.
Today I shed my skin which, for too long, has suffered the bruises of failure and the wounds of mediocrity.
Today I am born anew and my birthplace is a vineyard where there is fruit for all.
The goals I have chosen are laden with opportunity, yet they are fraught with heartbreak and despair and the bodies of those who have failed, were they piled one atop another would cast it's shadow down upon all the pyramids of the earth.
Yet I will not fail, as the others, for I now write the charts which will guide me through perilous waters to shores which only yesterday seemed but a dream.
Failure no longer will be my payment for struggle. Just as nature made no provision for my body to tolerate pain, neither has it made any provision for my life to suffer failure. Failure, like pain, is alien to my life. In the past I accepted it as I accepted pain. Now I reject it and I am prepared for wisdom and principles which will guide me out of the shadows into the sunlight of wealth, position, and happyness far beyond my most extravagant dreams until even the golden apples in the Garden of Hesperides will seem no more than my just reward.
Time teaches all things to he who lives forever, but I have not the luxury of eternity. Yet, within my alloted time I must practice the art of patience, for nature acts never in haste. To create the olive, king of all trees, a hundred years is required. An onion plant is old in nine weeks. I have lived as an onion plant. It has not pleast me. Now I will that I become the greatest of olive trees and, in truth, the greatest of all the successful men.
And how will this be accomplished? For I have neither the knowledge nor the experience to achieve greatness and already I have stumbled in ignorance and fallen into pools of self-pity. Any knowledge has only shown me opportunity without giving me the key to unlock the power within and bring my vision to fruition.
The answer is simple. I will commence my journey unencumbered with either the weight of unnecessary knowledge or the handicap of meaningless experience. Nature already has supplied me with knowledge and instinct far greater than any beast in the forest and the value of experience is overrated, usually by old men who nod wisely and speak stupidy.
In truth, experience teaches thoroughly yet her course of instruction devours men's years so the value of her lessons diminishes with the time necessary to acquire her special wisdom. The end finds it wasted on dead men. Furthermore, experience is comparable to fashion; an action that proved successful today wil be unworkable and impractical tomorrow.
Only principles endure and these I now possess for the laws that will lead me to greatness are contained in the words of these charts. What they will teach me is more to prevent failure than to gain success, for what is success other than a state of mind? Which two, among a thousand wise men, will define success in the same words; yet failure is always described but one way. Failure is a persons inability to reach their goals in life, whatever they may be.
In truth, the only difference between those who have failed and those who have succeeded lies in the difference of their habits: both the words they speak (inside and out), and the deeds the repeat. Good habits are the key to all success. Bad habits are the unlocked door to failure. Thus, the first law I will obey, which proceedes all others is - I will form good habits and become their slaves.
As a child I was slave to my impulses; now I am slave to my habits, as are all grown men. I have surrendered my free will to the years of accumulated habits and the past deeds of my life have already marked out a path which threatens to imprison my future. My actions are ruled by appetite, passion, prejudice, greed, love, fear, environment, habit, and the worst of these tyrants is habit. Therefore, if I must be a slave to habit, let me choose good habits which only benefit me and humanity. My bad habits must be destroyed and new furrows prepared for good seed.
I will choose and form good habits and become their slave.
With words and my choice of words, I will reprogram my mind to react to all things as I commanded it to react, and soon these actions and reactions will become easy to perform, for any act with practice becomes easy.
Thus a new and good habit is born, for when an act becomes easy through constant repetition it becomes a pleasure to perform and if it is a pleasure to perform it is man's nature to perform it often. When I perform it often it becomes a habit and I become its slave and since it is a good habit which I chose, this is my Will.
Today I begin a new life. And I make a solemn oath to myself that nothing will retard my new life's growth.
Today my old skin has become as dust. I will walk tall among men, and they will know me not for today I am a new man, with a new life.