Just another BuschytaleZ Confession
THE (BUSCHY)TALE OF THE END OF MY GREED
BIG FAT DISCLAIMER: Nothing here is real but exactly as I remember it.
Imagine my PAIN when I realized that I KILLED MY FRIEND OVER $50,000
I HAD ALWAYS BEEN THERE TO PROFIT AND I WAS GOOD AT IT, BUT FROM THAT DAY ON, I VOWED TO HELP PEOPLE AND DO EVERYTHING I CAN TO ABOLISH MONEY
The hardest part people have believing about me IS THAT i WANT TO SEE MONEY ABOLISHED, BANNED, GONE, all forms of money, NOT EVEN BARTER OR TRADE ALLOWED.
This tale about my der late friend Al may help you understand THE GRAVITY of MY PASSION AGAINST MONEY.
Yet I teach you how to make millions... damn... I SUCK
FROM THE BEGINNING
I was a known moneymaking machine, ¨everything Dario touches turns into gold¨ was the word, bigtime investors and even banks threw billions at me ¨to play with¨, driven like a mofo to and BADASS at PROFIT PROFIT PROFIT.
I WAS LIKE A KID COLLECTING HIGHEST SCORES IN A VIDEO GAME
But this is when my greed ended.
But this is not about me but about my dear friend Al, the first black employee of American Airlines, a humble and proud good family guy I still love.
Al called me one day in pure desperation, about 3 am:
I lost my house to foreclosure and now the bank wants to evict me, can you buy it from the bank and rent it to me so I can stay in my home?
FUCK I thought, YES I said.
Next day I found out that another friend of mine, Larry, was the realtor managing the house for the bank, Larry manages and sells REO property and I had bought I have no clue how many houses through him, I BUY HOUSES IN BULK, mainly.
Negotiations begun and we got stuck at a $50,000 difference, a quigmire, the bank wanted $50,000 more than I wanted to pay, note WANTED.
FINALLY LARRY SAID
Look Dario, your friend has been delaying the eviction with all sorts of legal maneuvers for over a year and the bank is tired and just want him out, maybe after he is out I can convince the bank to accept your offer, cool?
And stupid dumass idiot me says: DEAL
Few days later the phone woke me up at about 9 am, it was Larry.
I knew it was about Al but never expected that kick in the balls.
Dario, sit down, we served the eviction on your friend Al and he drove off to the park as we emptied the house, he had a gun and shot himself in the head, he is at ICU right now.
If you could feel what I felt that moment and just felt again writing about it, you would throw up and shit on yourself simultaneously, I did.
A few days later I attended Al`s funeral.
My greedy ass had just KILLED MY FRIEND OVER FUCKING MEASLY $50,000.00
I wipe my ass with $50,000, totally insignificant amount, but I was sticking to the formula, sticking to ¨my number¨, what a stupid dumbass, THAT was the time to break ALL the rules, duh?
So with ONE SHOT TO HIS HEAD my friend AL SAVED MY SOUL.
What`s done is done and cannot be undone, the truth is the truth.
Do not pay the price I am still paying for that life lesson, PLEASE.
This was a sad story, I`m sorry, but I hope it clarifies my disgust with money and it just made me remember my nexxxt tale, which was a few deals after, ¨the downfall¨, but I gotta wrigt it so this is it for today.
WHY IS THIS A BUSCHYTALE CONFESSION?
BECAUSE I KILLED MY FRIEND OVER $50,000.00 🙁
R.I.P. Al, forgive me my friend.
Can you do the same thing?
Sure, I¡m not that special, especially if you want to, it feels awesome, but first you must learn THE REAL ESTATE FUNNEL, join the club 🙂