FAKE. BEING. RICH. IF. YOU’RE. BROKE.
FAKE BEING RICH IF YOU’RE BROKE.
Why Looking Rich Beats Looking Broke Every Time.
“Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society.” — Mark Twain
I said it last week about product packaging—life itself works the same way. On the shelf, it’s the products that stand out that get picked up, looked at, and chosen over the rest.
Power starts with perception.
Back in John the Baptist’s time, kings knew appearance mattered, so they dressed the part. If you doubt it, study the Baroque. Image has always been a language of power.
We live in a world blind to essence, and I’ll be blunt here: it’s better to fake wealth than to display poverty. …F**k you, Destiny!!!
I already hear the outrage. “What is he talking about? Crucify him!” Crucify him!!
It’s not new; they already crucified the messiah sent by God Almighty. Let alone Destiny.
However, the truth is that appearance can either enslave or empower. You choose which side you’re on.
People judge before they listen, and first impressions last a lifetime.
You can have the purest heart in the world, but nobody sees that. They see your shoes. They see your walk. They know the way you carry yourself.
Appearance isn’t just a vanity metric anymore. It’s a strategy. In a world that’s quick to label you, you either set the tone or get trapped in one.
Walk like you own the world, because if you don’t, the world will own you, and you know what that means.
Even your picture says something before you open your mouth. You’ve heard the line: A picture speaks a thousand words. It’s true.
Those who know how to package themselves win. What people see will always outweigh what’s hidden.
At my job, my coworkers dress like workers. I dress like the boss. I don’t give a f*ck! because I’m the boss.
Sure, I switch once I get in, but still—I bought those expensive clothes for a reason, to wear them. What you don’t use, you lose. Entropy is real. It’s one of the real enemies of humanity.
I’m a fan of spending money without fear. You worked for it—why not enjoy it?
What’s the point of hoarding? Kobe Bryant once said, “Put all your eggs in one basket, then go out and find another one.” Maybe it doesn’t fit perfectly here, but the message stands: kill fear in every setting.
Life is short, and death is sure.
My philosophy is simple: live the good life, get rich, and enjoy it.
Because what’s the point of grinding your whole life just to save and invest, really? I’ve seen people work themselves into the grave while their kids waste away the fortune they left behind.
Raise your kids to earn their own. Meanwhile, use your money. Travel. Buy nice things. Blow it up. You wouldn’t know you did in your grave. You’ll be happy in your deathbed about places you’ve visited, the life you lived, the asses you kicked, et cetera.
And even if you’re broke? Cover it well. Work behind the scenes. Nobody can tell the difference between being broke and being sharp. Spend on quality things.
But raggedness is obvious, and it breeds contempt. And you wouldn’t wanna be in that situation. It sucks.
Those old-school rich men from the 60s brag about driving the same car for 30 years and living in the same house.
That’s fine for them. But my crew and I? Once I get rich, I’m buying the latest Lamborghini. Chances are, you paid for it, while I groove with it. And if the neighbours think I sell dope to get rich, so be it. After all, what shall it benefit you to make all this money and never live life?
I’m writing this from experience. My dad has more than enough money to travel the world, but he won’t. Maybe it’s fear of flying (aviophobia), maybe it’s just being overprotective of his hard-earned money, or whatever it may seem to be — I don’t even know. What I do know is he keeps stacking old money. For whom? No idea.
What I’ve learned is this: the mindset it takes to make money is not the same mindset it takes to spend it.
The same attitude that drives you to pile cash in the bank, believing it’s “safe,” is the same one that keeps you from ever letting it grow through investment or business.
You forget that the moment you deposit it, bankers are already moving your money around. They understand something simple—stagnant water stinks. So they make your money flow (currency), and they profit off your fear.
It’s complicated, I know. But you’ve been given the mind of Christ to discern what’s true, what’s noble, and what aligns with God’s will for your life.
Thank you for reading this mindf*cked letter!
I’ll see you in the next one. And don’t forget to hit the sub. button.
— Destiny
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