| WEEKLY MEDITATION The Aristocrat of the Soul is the one who has mastered The Art of Leisure. A true king doesn’t waste his days chugging caffeine and doing endless busywork just to feel “productive.” He’s calm and clear. He’s thinking, not rushing. Plotting the next move. His power lies in presence. The nobles and aristocrats of the past didn’t live with a worker bee mindset, they lived with the energy of the lion. And what does the lion do all day? He rests. He lounges with his pride. He sleeps. He watches. Then, when the moment comes he moves with short bursts of intensity. It is not noble to grind endlessly and trick yourself into thinking you’re getting somewhere especially if you’re an entrepreneur or a creative. Genius doesn’t come from stress. It comes on walks, during workouts, while reading, or simply staring out the window. It arrives when the back of the mind is free to think. Learn to chill with intention and Watch what happens. But don’t confuse this with passive laziness. Leisure and laziness are not the same. The aristocrat rests the mind to awaken it. Doomscrolling TikTok or binge watching Netflix isn’t leisure, it’s sedation. BY @THEVRILLER |
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| | People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own souls. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious. | - Carl Jung | | VRILL INSIGHTS | Embrace Boredom: Reclaim Your Mind | Finished a ‘90s series last week. Characters my age. Lives mirroring mine. But rawer. No smartphones. No digital noise. Just them. Their focus. Their priorities. | That hit me like a gut punch. We’ve lost intermittent boredom. Those bus-stop waits, doctor’s office silences, where your mind used to roam free. Now? Phones choke it out. The default mode network (DMN), your brain’s reset switch, starves. No reflection. No growth. Just endless scrolling weakness. | I got my first iPhone at 12. Instagram exploded. Snapchat piled on. My generation took the first hit. Social media’s a rigged game. You’re the product. They sell your attention to advertisers. Hired casino sharks and addiction gurus to hook you, especially young guys like us. Their execs ban their own kids from it. Open your eyes. | This crap’s killing your soul. No DMN means no self-awareness, no grit, no empathy. Anxiety’s soaring. Depression’s a plague. Your lifeforce? Bleeding out. You’re turning into a shell: reactive, soft, lost. That’s not the man you’re built to be. | I felt it. Nostalgia for a time I never knew. All our ancestors owned boredom as strength. Now, we’re addicted, justifying it like cowards. If you think “I’m fine,” that’s your ego lying. Digital distractions are stealing your edge, your potential. God wants you to live. You can’t actively engage with life when you are passively consumed by digital distractions. | Here’s the fix. Two moves. Choose. | Quit: One week. Drop it—social, YouTube, podcasts. Whatever you grab when bored. Feel the burn. Let your DMN ignite. I ditched social. YouTube’s my battle. What’s yours? Man up and do it. Restrict: Set iron rules. No screens before 5 p.m. 20 minutes of video max after a work block. Curate your feed. Own it. Don’t let it own you. Build discipline.
| Try it. One week. Quit or cap it. Watch your mind sharpen. Your soul steady. Life snaps back into focus. Destroy the distraction. Ride the tiger. Become a cowboy. Maximise your lifeforce. This is your wake-up call. Do it. | -MJ | If you want a place to hang out with people like us who are becoming modern-day cowboys, check out The Vrill Club. We are building something for the long run. | | | | Join the journey to self-mastery. |
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