When I grow up I want to have a website with an Alexa ranking under 100I was a weird kid.
I was a weird kid.
I had issues before having issues was even cool. Now, I have an issue about how early my issues began, but my therapist says it’s not so much an issue any longer. I’m not so sure.
A nervous lad, out of place on the farm, where the prospect of a life that included things like – farming – bored and terrified me at the same time.
When I wasn’t trying to figure out how the aliens who’d left me there might try to recontact and rescue me – I lived for two activities; reading and watching television.
We only got 2 channels on the old black and white set my mom had wrestled from my traveling tv electronics salesman Dad in the divorce, but that was plenty enough to activate my young imagination.
The Wonderful World of Disney, The Ed Sullivan Show, grabbed me and strapped me into a rocket ship where I’d visit strange lands and see sights beyond my wildest dreams. If it would have been possible to crawl into that box and disappear into cathode ray bliss, I’d have done it.
I read every book I could get my hands on, shredding the little elementary school library and buying every single book I could when they passed the order forms out. My mom was living in near poverty, raising my younger brother and I, but she believed in education and fun whenever we could find it. It was her who saved up and took us to see the few movies we saw at he one theater in town – a magical experience.
When I saw Pirate Radio last week – the soundtrack reminded me of where I first heard all those songs – on a brown and white Channel Master radio in the kitchen – and on the radio in my mom’s car. When The Rolling Stones put out “Let’s Spend the Night Together” the scandalous lyrics got my mom to shut off the radio.
My father bought me a guitar for my 16th birthday, cementing my desire to pursue a career as a rock and roll musician and part time flirt. It was then that all the movies, songs, books, dreams and great hopes took flight – and I decided I would only ever work at a “job” to survive.
I became and idea entrepreneur and through a 11 year career as a professional touring musician, serial business owner, motivational speaker and author, and Internet marketer I found myself working to solve this one single problem:
How does creative person get paid for what hey love – make a decision about what to do – and then earn a good but fair living that didn’t force me to destroy the lifestyle and freedom I craved since boyhood?
Of course, I solved it and made money over and over in a series of business ventures, some good, some utter failures. I’d believed that this WAS my life – and stability and security would always be elusive.
Then I began working on my book The Stardust Factor – and began helping people develop their “Stardust” power – and I soon realized that this was the paramount issue of odd folks like me.
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Rick
