It’s been awhile since I wrote a proper post so here goes. And yeah I get it, I write too long posts and blablabblaa.. But nobody is forcing you to read this stuff. I am sorry if your attention span is too short to read anything more than a Trump tweet!
I’ve been sharing an airbnb with a friend last 5 days and its really nice to get some more calmness and stability into my life. To gather my thoughts and re-align my focus. My friend is almost as crazy as me so we get along well!
Although i’m still not 100% sure what I am supposed to be doing or where I belong. Or even if I am supposed to know those things and if people just pretend they know. Maybe we don’t really belong anywhere. Why do we have to define ourselves by what we do since we all do many things?
Well, i guess we are always doing something, even if its nothing. Even the monks are fooling themselves. Moving to a monastery can become just another drug because you are telling yourself that THERE is better than HERE.
See this is why my posts are so long. I don’t actually have anything to say. I just write my thoughts as they arise. Some do this as a personal journal or coffee with friends. I do it publicly because i don’t drink coffee nor have friends, lol.
It’s a kind of verbal vomit. Sometimes my mind produces interesting thoughts and sometimes we are all wondering what the hell is wrong with this guy. Sometimes my emotions take over and when that happens, everything is possible. At the end of the day, i’m on your side :)
I left Bucharest because I just didn’t find the connection to the place (like everywhere i go it seems, so maybe the problem is not the place, haha). I was thinking of maybe renting an apartment there with all my millions (of dreams) but I dunno, just didn’t come together. And then it started snowing and weather started to get cold. Ugh.
I also went to this spiritual dance thing where the idea was to to just let go and give yourself to the music. And the cacao (crackao) they gave us before the music started didn’t have any effect on me. I asked the organizers if they had stronger drugs to help me release my mind (molly would’ve been perfect).
But the answer was no. They just smiled spiritually and told me to give it a chance. I felt paralyzed. This always happens to me when i go to “spiritual” group events like yoga class. My ego took over and told me to NOT be a monkey following the herd. Markus, you are not in this planet to dance to the tune of other people. THIS IS NOT SPIRITUALITY. This is just another trap for the mind.
I NEED TO BE THE STAR OF THE SHOW.
I didn’t like the music either besides the tribal drumming in the beginning (which was cool). Everyone was dancing and having a great time (or who knows). I sat angrily in the corner trying to meditate and thinking about how much I want to be a cult leader with 20 wives.
Yes, yes I know. This is ego. But that’s also why there are conquerors in this world of ours. Ego wants power and control and to dominate. But it is a false sense of control and power. True power is surrender to the Gods.
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I haven’t yet fully learned how to channel all this dyonysian energy into a product that millions of people will love and buy and worship. Working on it though! Not for the money but for you, silly.
(integrating the seducer and the saint)
But even if that happened I would always do things to challenge and test my audience. That is part of the game for me. Find the edge. Whether it’s in music or lifecoaching. Or whatever. That’s why I would probably make a terrible plumber!
There is some limiting beliefs still in my head regarding “success” (that’s a limiting belief too). I fear it. I fear change. BUT. I am also a neophile. I move from place to place and get excited about new ideas and new people. I get bored quickly. So i AM a monkey! Someone told me recently that I fly to new places like people change underwear. Could it be committment that I fear? Maybe it’s time to… GULP… grow the fuck up?
Wait… how do you afford this travel Markus, flying around from place to place?
Because I am not a slave to the system you believe in. I live in a world of abundance. It is a world of magic. I create money when I need it. Abraka-fucking-dabra. If you want to know how, I can tell you.
Just ask. And prove that you are ready to do what I tell you. Committed to change! Most people aren’t. They just continue smoking their hopium pipes and watch other people live more interesting lives and lie to themselves that they are comfortable in their maximum security prisons.
There is a secret to wealth that for some reason is not taught to us in school. I don’t know why. The world would be better if everyone was wealthy. I do believe it’s possible.
“The world is always getting better and worse at the same time.”
– Echart Tolle
Yes and the sun is a dying star.
hmmm….
Anyways, I did meet some interesting people there in Bucharest and I am still in touch with them. They believe in me and see my power. And I believe in them. You know who you are!
The women were gorgeous. But gorgeous women are everywhere. So what else is new. Humans are inherently beautiful when we are free from the group-think. That is the biggest aphrodisiac for me.
So a week a go I decided that I must leave. Again.
I went to the airport early in the morning and bought a one way ticket to Istanbul. What a dump! I could only take 2 days of some idiots haggling me on the street. They tried to get me to fall for their scams but I always stopped, looked them in the eye and told them with my most fiercest viking warrior stare: “do NOT follow me or talk to me”. In other words, fuck off. Brushed them off like the dirty fleas they were.
But how can you relax in a place where you can trust nobody?
I find nothing appealing in the Islam religion. It disgusts me. Religion of peace my ass (my ass is more peaceful)! That said, I believe the people who have been brainwashed by it are just as deserving as anyone of true happiness and freedom. If I knew how to liberate them, I would. I feel sad that people are so imprisoned by their own beliefs. They might think the same of me but then they use iphones and drive mercs (while beating their wives and hating the west)??
What kind of belief system is that?
Besides, muslim women are super hot!
Liberate yourselves. Read Ayaan Hirsi Ali for inspiration.
What a woman! She really shows whats possible.
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Next weekend going to Athens.
Time to reset the system before the new month.
(haha, you know what that means!)
And then maybe the Greek islands.
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I’m not always a good person. But fuck off, neither are you.
I’m gathering strength and courage…
To quit wifi, internet, devices, usb cables and computers.
I firmly believe these things have become destructive to the human spirit. We are addicted to them. We are just enabling each other. I think we are starving for connection. But without the screens. This is just fake. Like porn. We are not real people. We are afraid of REAL.
So yeah… travel with a guitar, notebooks, perform for people, write songs and poems, read, sleep where I can, use the cash I make… hitchhike… create and share and give and love and empower others… meditate, yoga, eat fruit and swim in oceans… drug free… grow my beard and hair. Travel light. Become the light. Start a new human race. Homo spiritus! Build a country. Get connected. To the source! Like Huxley’s Island (great book).
But Markus, where do you draw the line between what is technology and what is not?
Aren’t you just like the muslims in this regard? You use tech and say you want to stop it….
Oh fuck you rational brain. Ok i guess everything is technology that is an extension of ourselves. Wheels, fire, door knobs, fig leaf tarzan skirts, pianos, blockchain…
Just need a year off.
It would be an interesting challenge.
Document the process…
Youtube show…
Live for the day, the moment !
(yogananda said our closets will do just fine for that, lol)
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The ride is now over.
Please make sure to gather your belongings.
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Feel free to share your thoughts.
Remember, at the end of the day, I support the REAL you hiding underneath all that makeup and personality.
I want THE REAL THING.
That place we all meet after the dust has settled.
Heaven on earth.
The Kingdom of God is within.
May all be fed.
May all be healed.
May all be loved.

Love,
Markus
PS. Here’s some photos I’ve taken recently of things that looked beautiful and inspired me.
Writings 2007-2025
Writings 2007-2025