Late Night Thoughts – Part Two: The Greatness Equation, Defining Insanity and How To Find Your Gift In Life.

From The Desk of Maverick Brenton.
Subject: Understanding The Greatness Equation, Defining True Insanity & Finding Your Gift in Life.

As I type these words, I’m a thousand miles from my goal.

And I know it too.

Out there in the distance over vast mountains, I see with my heart that which awaits me – but the road is long, my feet are tired and I have many miles to go.

Luckily I’m blessed with the knowledge that all I can do is keep walking.

One day it will happen.

One day the world will discover it.

But until that day comes, all I can do is keep going – that’s all I can do, that’s all you can do.

All we can do is trust the plan that we cannot see.

You must understand that nothing great is built in a year.

Nothing everlasting is created in a moment.

Greatness takes time – it’s the end result of ten million tiny things done in a great way.

Just as the mighty oak tree begins as the tiny acorn, all the mighty things of this world – the mighty companies, the mighty empires, the mighty buildings, the mighty people – began as things that were not so mighty.

They began as ideas, as embryo’s – as seeds quietly sown in the minds of those we label great.


Here is what I call the Greatness Equation:

Focused & Consistent Effort + What You Were Born To Do + Never Giving Up x Time = Eventual Greatness


And so it was, while gazing into the night sky about 30 minutes ago, I felt like I had something to say this evening.

Nothing specific.

Just something.

I felt like there was a message that needed to come out.

Most of all, though – I just felt like sitting down and draining the contents of my mind through my fingers, into the keys of my laptop and onto the blank page displayed before me.

It’s the best feeling that I know of.

And it’s the only thing that keeps me sane.

Got myself a glass of red wine, too, and I don’t usually drink while I’m producing my work – but this is something that I could get used to.

It reminds me of a quote by Charles Bukowski:

“Long before I became ‘rich and famous’ I just sat round drinking wine and staring at the walls.”

They say alcohol brings things out from deep within.

I say it’s no good for your body, or your mind – but I can’t help but feel a warm glow inside, a mellowness to this experience, an edge to my work that isn’t usually there.

It’s been one hell of a year this one: filled with ups and downs, and the warmth of many women.

As the end of it approaches, it would appear to most people, on the outside looking in – that I am somewhat insane.

I’m perfectly fine though, I think.

Right now I’m sitting in an empty apartment with a pinch in my neck that has me writing these words looking like Stephen Hawking.

My diet consists of nothing but a 500 gram steak each evening, and some coffee before I hit the gym.

I spend most evenings at my desk, writing or editing new articles, and the only reason I am not on a plane to another country is because my lease does not end for another month.

All I can think about is going.

All I can think about is getting away to the towering mountains of Canada, which I have dreamt about doing for many years.

I’ve had enough of this place.

I’ve had enough of doing and seeing the same shit.

For the past six months I’ve been doing nothing but lifting weights, producing articles, indulging in empty sex, working occasionally, and drinking coffee in various parks while talking to the ducks.

Was fun at first, but now the fun has worn off.


You know I used to think that when I had a nice truck, when I had my own apartment, and when I had multiple girlfriends – I would feel happy.

Well, I got all of that.

I got exactly what I wanted.

Yet it did nothing for me, nothing at all.

I thought it would fill the empty space inside my soul – I thought it would bring me the feelings that I wanted to feel – but I thought wrong.

The nice truck that I own has done nothing but increase my expenses, the apartment that I live in has done nothing but increase my expenses, and the buffet of sex I was having – just left me feeling empty, afterwards.

Now I’m bored, I’m feeling depressed, and I don’t like my life because I’ve suddenly realised that nothing brings you happiness except for a life lived well.

Toys that make you feel successful, and women that you have no connection to – will only bring you temporary satisfaction.

So I’m done with that stuff.

Now my only desire is wandering the world like a poor man with money and writing about it.

“But when will you grow up and get a proper job like everyone else – don’t you want to buy a house, another car, a bigger television, a new pair of shoes?”

No I don’t.

I would rather live debt free, do what I like doing, and live a life of adventure – as opposed to doing what normal folks do.

The normal people of this world borrow money for bullshit that they don’t need, then they spend all of their time working a shitty job for an even shittier post tax pay-cheque, that is then used to pay a foot long checklist of fucking bills.

These normal people kiss their bosses ass – then they talk shit about that boss, when he or she isn’t around.

These normal people drive around in fancy cars that own them.

And like a starving dog over a meaty bone, these normal people salivate over Friday afternoon because they hate their jobs even though they tell themselves that they don’t hate them.

They pretend they are grateful for their shitty life and they use positive thinking to avoid the truth – the truth that what they are doing is actually fucked.

I know this, because I have been there, but I don’t pretend to like what I hate – I just admit the truth to myself:

“This is shit and I hate my situation, but I will find a way to build a better life for myself, so I can do what I want and be happy.”

We all have to go through the darkness to get to the sunshine, and we all have to work shitty jobs to learn that we don’t want to work shitty jobs, but we don’t have to spend forever doing it unless we choose to spend forever doing it.

Public schooling spends over a decade preparing us for the life of working a job, paying the bills, questioning nothing, and pretending we enjoy it all.

This is why most people never break free: the habits of dependence and obedience planted in them at a young age by their “teachers” are simply too strong to break.

For most adults, only when the pain of not changing their situation exceeds the pain of changing their situation, will they decide to change their situation.

Until then, they’ll just go through the motions like the dumbed down zombies that public schooling was designed to create.

So if there is one piece of advice I can give you that will save your soul from a life of slavery, it is this – don’t listen to normal people living normal lives, if what you want is a life out of the ordinary.

That is Rule Number One – be careful who you listen to.


This is another part of the reason why I am selling everything and setting sail in 2020.

I’ve had enough of looking at zombies – all I wanna see is mountain peaks and crystal creeks.

Maybe I am the one who is insane though.

Maybe it’s just me?

Often I feel like I live on an island, where from a shady spot on the shore, I watch everyone else willingly swim out into the water, where they get eaten by the hungry sharks in pin stripe suits.

“Come join us! The water is lovely out…”

Then as they get eaten alive, I lay back listening to their screams, and I drink the milk of my freshly cracked coconut – pretty certain that staying on the beach is a better idea.

Maybe it really is just how it is, to do nothing with your life other than exchange your time for a tiny amount of money – while making somebody else richer, while barely staying afloat, and while the hungry sharks nudge their noses against your feet.

I’ll take insanity over that any day of the week.

Here is something to think about:

Normal people will only tell you that you’re insane when you say there is a better way to live, because they can’t see any way out of the hole that they have dug themselves into – so they bullshit, they rationalise and they lie to their self – in an attempt to make their situation more bearable and conclude in their mind that their life is just how it is.

They don’t want to accept the fact that they could have had it better, if they were smarter with money and didn’t bury themselves in debt.

They don’t want to know about a better way because they don’t want to believe there is a better way because if they believed there was a better way – that would mean admittance of the fact that they could be living a very different life.

This admittance of the truth is too painful for most.

And so they label anyone in possession of a better way – “insane.

Have you ever seen a movie called Con Air?

With Nicholas Cage?

Do you remember what the crazy guy on the plane said to Nicholas Cage as they sat next to each other?

It was something like this:

“What if I told you insane was working fifty hours a week in some office for fifty years at the end of which they tell you to piss off; ending up in some retirement village hoping to die before suffering the indignity of trying to make it to the toilet on time?

Cage just looked at him and said nothing, then stared at the floor.


So maybe it’s true what they say, about drinking and writing – maybe it does bring out certain things from deep within.

I just know that it feels damn good to relax at my desk with a glass of red, and share my thoughts, forgetting the chaos if only for a moment.

It also makes me look back over my life – in awe, in mysterious wonder, and in shock at how fast time has just slipped through my fingers.

What seems like only a week ago, I was a little boy sitting on my fathers lap, eating a bag of chips and watching him fish.

What seems like only a day ago, I was kissing my first love on a Ferris wheel in Sydney Harbour, without a care in the world – without a care for anything.

What seems like only an hour ago, I was finishing high school and catching the bus to my new life in the big city, where I would meet many interesting people.

What seems like only a moment ago, I was laying on an empty beach listening to Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin, lost and without a cause – thinking about starting this blog to share my message.

Now here I am over a year later, looking back at what is now nothing but a dizzy blur of time.

And it’s while looking back over the years, that I cannot help but notice something which I find very interesting:

Every event that has occurred in my life so far, is somehow connected to the next event that followed it – and this connection between events glues together the passage of time behind me, into one mysterious and unmoving picture within my mind.

Before he died, Steve Jobs said that you can never connect the dots looking forward in life, you can only connect them looking back.

So look back over your own life, no matter your age – and think about how everything you’ve ever done has led you to exactly where you are right now.

Think about what may have been different had you made a different choice, had you decided to take a different path, had you not spoken to that girl, had you spoken to that girl, had you chose to face that fear, had you decided to do that thing.

Looking back over my own life and watching all the events that have occurred, dance through my mind – I can’t help but wonder:

“What is really going on?”

Every choice I made led to something and that something led to something else – it led to meeting this person, that person, which led to experiencing this event, which led to this happening.

Life can be hard, I know, but it can also be mighty interesting and great if you learn how to live it well.

So despite how I feel right now, and despite not being overly happy in this moment – I believe everything is just how it’s mean’t to be in this moment.

And, what’s more, I have learn’t a lot about life this year.

Many lessons have been bestowed upon me, including the lesson that life’s best lessons don’t feel very good.

In fact they hurt, and often they hurt a lot – which is what makes them the best lessons in life.


I’ve always had a voice within me, guiding me through life, but for years I did not listen to this voice and I pretended that it did not exist.

You have your own voice.

You have your own inner guide whose duty it is to guide you.

Even if you feel hopelessly lost and afraid of the future – it’s there, I promise.

Just sit quietly and listen.

Sit quietly and forget everything you know, because only when you know that you know nothing, will you hear the truth within yourself.

Most people cannot do this.

They just go through life working their job, paying their bills, doing what is expected of them, never really figuring out ­why they ended up here.

And they know it too – they feel it inside themselves.

Why do some people become successful and achieve great things, while others, the majority – accomplish almost nothing?

I don’t know to be honest.

My eyes tell me that there isn’t much of a difference between someone who is extremely successful and someone who has accomplished nothing: they both breathe air, they both sleep, they both bleed, and they will both die.

Whatever the difference is though – it’s got something to do with the mind.

It takes the form of something intangible like a thought or a belief system.


To finish off let’s talk about what this illusion called your life is really about.

Here is my verdict:

The purpose of your life is to become your true character – to be you and only you – in the truest sense possible – using your unique gifts to serve the world while recreating in reality what you see in your mind.

I think that’s what life is all about.

I think life is an illusion and a learning experience at it’s core.

I think it’s something we all must go through before we go home, again.

That’s what I think it’s about.

I don’t think it’s about merely existing, and I think if you are merely existing – your soul will make you experience the suffering that comes from merely existing.

Your soul wants you to become your true character.

It wants you to find your gift.

So find out what your gift is by living your life – then use that gift to serve the world in a productive way.

That’s the secret to success, if there is any secret to success.

Your gift could be anything, really, it could be anything..

Could be mowing a lawn, painting a picture, brewing coffee, riding a skateboard, or making music.

Just go find what you can do for hours and hours without looking at the clock, then find a way to make that bring you money.

Please keep in mind that this process is probably the hardest thing you will ever do simply because it’s the most important thing you’ll ever do.

“But what’s your opinion on getting a good career like everybody tells me to?”

My opinion?

Fuck careers – that’s my opinion.

Conventional careers, pushed on you by conventional people, often lead to what’s conventionally known as a mid life crisis: which is the sudden realisation that you have spent most of your life doing the wrong thing, instead of doing what you really wanted to be doing.

Careers are just for people who don’t have the balls to go after what they really want out of life.

You should find what you were born to do instead.

Find what you are naturally good at, become great at it, then use it to serve the world.

If you do that – then you will be rewarded with what most people call getting lucky.

At the end of the day: just do what you want with your life, and make damn sure you like it – because at the end of the day, you’re the one who has to live it.

You have to live with the decisions you make.

You have to live with the life you choose.

Your relatives, your teachers, your friends, your parents – they don’t have to.

You do.

So do what you know is right for you and fuck anyone who has a problem with that.

Your man,
Maverick Brenton.

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