You make good money. You’ve got credentials. A title. A “secure” job. You’ve out-earned your friends. Maybe even your parents. But let’s get real.If someone can still employ you…You’re not winning. You’re just well-decorated wholesale labor. 📉 Someone else is leveraging your time to create value —and giving you just enough of a cut to keep you from waking up. You call it success... But it’s just a polished cage.They need you to think it’s “smart” to play it safe. Because the moment you realize what you’re really worth? You’ll burn that cage to the ground.This system and processes Is THE match to set you free.Learn to leverage. Leverage of time. Leverage of capital. Leverage of other people’s problems — especially in real estate, where just one deal can pay you more than your whole year of showing up on time and following orders. You don’t need another degree. You don’t need more hours. You need to become unemployable — because the market literally can’t afford the upgraded you anymore. So here’s the uncomfortable truth: 🧠 You’re not underpaid. You’re intentionally capped. Because you’re so much easier to control when you’re just comfortable enough to stay sedated in comfort and stay quiet. And here’s the part no one tells you:Your “success” is an illusion. You’re not respected. You're replaceable. You’re a cheap, hard-working mule they keep around —until they find a faster, younger, cheaper version of you. Then it’s: “Thanks for your loyalty. ”Now go figure out how to pay for your kid’s school without us."You’re not free. You’re not wealthy. You’re just useful. (for now) Is what you are doing now, guaranteeing an iron clad secure future - a future someone else controls?Yesterday you said tomorrow.“Someday” isn’t a fuckin day of the week. So let’s end the delusion: NOW.👇 What lie are you still telling yourself to justify the cage you live in? Go ahead. Type it out..Look it in the face. Or don’t. Stay the mule...But be honest — who’s really the ass?

Hi all. I’ve been investing since 2000. Did a dozen flips from 2000 2010. Studied under Ron Legrand mainly. Did all sorts of transaction types. Lease options. Owner financing. Creating a note in selling the note to a buyer. Straight note brokerage. Residential mortgage lending. Have been out for the last 10 years post divorce-and I’m looking to get back in investing. Looking for some big checks. :) thank you all.

Tonight. 8:30PM Eastern. Live Seller Call. You’re standing in front of 3 doors. One choice. One shot. Most of you will blow it. Door #1: A FREE HOTEL. Husband’s dead. Wife can’t manage it. She’s giving away the keys — but only to someone who knows what the hell they’re doing. (Hint: That could have been you, how do you fix that) Door #3: A 3-story Denver office building, downtown. The seller is literally writing a $1 MILLION check to get out. Partnership breaking up - can’t stand the stress. Keep the building or keep his wife (A lousy million is WAY cheaper than 1/2 my friends) The agent is begging us to take over the debt. And then…there’s… Door #2. (Spoiler: It stinks.) It’s the one where you don’t invest the time. Don’t find the cash. Don’t take the step. And keep telling yourself you “can’t afford” the couple bucks it takes to unlock the other doors. Let’s be honest: You don’t need more time and excuses. You need a mirror. Because if you’ve been “thinking about” doing this for weeks…months…years…. And still haven’t shown up, engaged, or upgraded… You already picked Door #2. The one with the flies. And the flush handle. But hey — Tonight’s your shot to change that. Join the live call. You get to Vote on which deal we break down. Pick the damn door that doesn’t smell like failure. https://us02web.zoom.us/j/87553005717 Link’s in the calendar as well Let’s make a deal. One that pays you for life… Or one that pays you in regret.

I'm messaging agents from my CAT 2 file a month after my last email to them with the phrase "Has this sold?" The agents are messaging back "yes", but I don't know how to respond. Do I reply with a Runway and start the trek up CANdy Mountain all over again even though I've already asked them to reduce/lower/whittle down the price a month ago?

“Job security” is right up there with “jumbo shrimp”… Sounds clever. Means nothing. It’s the bedtime story they tell the mule before they shoot it behind the barn. You think you’re safe because you still get a paycheck? That’s cute. You're not secure — you’re just next. They’re still squeezing value out of you. Still smiling while you clock in early and stay late. Still tossing you “culture bonuses” and pizza parties So you don’t notice the trap door being built right under your feet. And while they’re quietly cutting costs? You’re fantasizing about “retirement.” Let’s break that down: 🚨RETIRED: You know where else they use that word? Tires. Tech. Weapons. Anything that’s been shelved. Discontinued. No longer useful. Ummmm- Is THAT your plan? To give “them” the best years of your life… so YOU can one day be considered obsolete — on purpose? How have you never looked at how fucking ridiculous that really is? And if it hasn’t happened to you yet? Just wait. They’re polishing your pink slip like it’s a crystal trophy for ‘Most Loyal Mule.’ You KNOW - One day it’s: “We’re restructuring.” “You’ve been great, but…” “It’s not personal.” Yes it is fuckers! YOU built their kingdom. Now you’re just disposable. All just for what exactly?!?! Look…. You’ve got two options: 🔒 Keep pretending your title will protect you and keep polishing the cage… Or — 🔥 Burn the illusion and build the only thing that’s actually secure: Skills. Leverage. Ownership. But let’s be real: Success requires sacrifice. PICK 2 - ONLY 2. You don’t get to keep all 3: 💀 TIME 💀 MONEY 💀 COMFORT Pick two. Burn the third. Want to go slow? Pay in time...Time you don’t have. Want to go fast? Pay in money to learn the skills you need... But comfort? Comfort is the drug. Its how they keep you tame, grateful, and too tired to want more. Good Mule. See you Monday. And if you’ve already been fired? Good! That was your wake-up call. Your permission slip. Your bolt cutters. NOW you get to turn into a racehorse.