Time To Stab My Dreams In The Eye. Again.

Almost a year has passed since I threatened to “Murder Words”.

And I hate making idle threats.

It used to be a thing I was “known” for. I’d see people roll their eyes when I told them about my next “big idea”. And it hurt to see that.

So somewhere along the line, I decided to stop announcing my intentions and to just do big shit.

No warning. Just be awesome. Let them catch up.

And that’s kinda worked for me in some cases…

  • My client list reads like a who’s who of internet marketing.
  • I earn $200 an hour doing PHP programming. (But PHP is not really what I do. More on that later.)
  • I live in a house that probably costs 10x the one I grew up in, even when you account for inflation.
  • And in about 3 weeks, I’m moving to Portugal for a “working vacation”.

So yes, I’ve gotten it right in some cases.

But I’ve also gotten it wrong in some other cases…

  • I’ve barely written a single email or blog post in 6 or more months.
  • I haven’t bought the singing course I’ve wanted for the past 4+ years.
  • I go months at a time without picking up a guitar, despite calling myself a guitarist and a musician. Ha!
  • I’ve never learned a single new language despite starting more than 5.

Those are all “passions” of mine but I’ve let myself down on every single one.

Something gets in the way. Work gets busy. A project goes into “emergency mode”. And my dreams shatter.

And time passes. I look back and wonder what happened. I wonder why I can’t do anything I say I care about.

And my heart grows heavier. My breath strains. My shoulders drop.

And the cycle continues.

Well fuckit. I’m going to give this writing thing another stab.

I’m gonna give it all another stab.

And I’m gonna keep stabbing at these elusive little bastard-fucks that I call my dreams until my dagger lands in real “dream flesh” and draws real “dream blood”.

And then?

I’m gonna stab again. And again. And again. Until one day, I can look back and say that I did it all.

And I don’t care if it takes a million stabs. I’m gonna stab until the stabbing is done.

Norio “The Dream Stabber” De Sousa

PS: I said I don’t do PHP programming. So if I don’t do PHP programming, what do I do?

I solve problems. And if you’d like to earn $200 an hour doing work other people do for 10 bucks an hour then you’d better learn to solve problems too.

Jim Rohn said, “You don’t get paid for the hour. You get paid for the value you bring to the hour.”

You see, anyone can program PHP. But few PHP programmers are also internet marketers. And fewer still have run their own SaaS company, hosting company, affiliate campaigns, studied email copywriting and then went on to write over 100 of their own carefully crafted sales emails.

I have. And that means I bring very specific and rare value to the hour. So $200 is a bargain.

And it doesn’t matter if you live in the US, India or South Africa (like me)… If you can bring more value — or unique value — to the hours you work for your clients, you can charge more.

Comment below if you’d like to learn how I went from earning $50 an hour to earning $200 an hour (as a freelancer) in less than a year.

 

About the author

Norio De Sousa

Norio is a Tech Assassin on a journey to becoming a Word Assassin.