MATT FUREY UNCENSORED

I got in at midnight last night. Twas a lot of flying, yet I'm up early and getting things done.

So you know, I flew three hours to get to Shanghai. Then from Shanghai to Los Angeles was another 11.5 hours. LA to Atlanta was another 4 hours. Followed by the final leg to Tampa - another hour.

That's 19.5 hours of flying time - plus a 12 hour time change. And no fatigue.

Went to bed at midnight - got up at six. Got started with my day.

Matt Furey

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Matt Furey

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As a courtesy to you, I'm having a special pre-publication announcement on it.

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Matt Furey

Last time I wrote you I think I told you about the
pompous tour guide my brother-in-law hired
four years ago to show us the Shaolin Temple
in Henan province, China.

As soon as I met the guide my entire being
had an adverse reaction. Maybe it was the
fact that the lenses on his glasses were so
dirty I wondered if they'd ever been cleaned.
Maybe it was the fact that he had bad breath.

Or that he smelled of cigarette smoke.

But no, it wasn't that. It was that twisted
smirky ass "I know something you don't
attitude" that you used to get, years ago,
whenever you visited an Apple store to
ask computer or software related questions.

Naturally, there were many, many things
about the first trip that I treasured - but
one thing stuck in my craw and it wasn't
expunged until this afternoon.

In short, the prick told me, after we
visited the Shaolin Temple grounds,
that we could NOT go to the cave
where Bodhidharma, the founder of
Shaolin kung fu, meditated for nine
years.

In fact, he meditated so long in this
cave, and with such power, that his
impression was left on the cave wall
itself.

So naturally, being I am a connoisseur
of energy transmission, going to this
cave was supposed to be the most
important part of my trip to Songshan
mountain, where the Shaolin Temple
rests.

What irritated me most was the fact that
my brother-in-law agreed with the jerk
when he said it would take three or four
days to climb the mountain. I knew this
had to be a whopper of the greatest order -
so I began to argue and point in the direction
of the mountain.

I got nowhere with my statements, and I grew
even angrier when my brother-in-law told me
I MUST tip the guide. When I refused he gave
me his "Face, Face" - speech - telling me that
we may need the guide again sometime.

Oh, no. You mean you want to bring him into
my life a second time.

Four years later - time has healed the wounds
from the past.

I must admit, however, that this morning I played
out a great act in the Theatre of my Mind.

I pictured meeting the same tour guide at the
Temple - and he happened to be with a couple
of Americans. I said hello to the guide like we
were old friends. Then I talked to the Americans
in front of the guide.

"Isn't this great. It's a dream come true being able
to visit the Shaolin Temple, eh."

"Oh yes, we're so happy to be here."

"I know. This is my second visit. Are you planning to
go to the cave on the mountain where Bodhidharma
meditated for nine straight years."

"Yes, we were interested in going there. Have you been
before."

"Well, I wanted to LAST time but I had a guide that told
me I would need three or four days to get to the top
of THAT mountain (I turn and point."

"You're kidding me. He said THAT."

"I know. What a LIAR he was, huh. It's very common in
China. Some tour guides just want to give the laziest
service so they get their dough and go home early.
So make sure you let your guide know you want to
go there. If he gives you a line, fire him. And make
sure you do NOT tip him at all."

At this point my former tour guide is turning red in
the face - doing his best to pretend he's playing
poker. I turn to him and wink. Then I say, "Enjoy
your journey."

Well, I didn't get to act this one out today - but I
did hike the mountain to the Da Mo Dong. It was a
4 Km hike - and quite steep.

It took less than an hour to get to the top - and my
brother-in-law - long since forgiven for his error -
took tons of photos of me in the cave, outside the
cave - as well as at the very top of the mountain.

In fact, he took plenty of pictures outside the temple,
inside the temple grounds - and all along the trail.

What a blessed day.

And what a wonderful time to affirm, once more:

Never give up on your dreams. Persist until you succeed.

If you get knocked down, keep getting up. The person
who continues to get up after each knockdown can
never be defeated.

And with all this in mind, let me say that I am extending
the half-off special once again, as a way of celebrating
my trip to Boddhidharma's cave.

Go to http://mattfurey.com/giant_buddha_says.html
and order NOW.

Matt Furey
Zen Master of the Internet

I'm leaving Hainan Island tomorrow to visit
two more sacred mountains in China. One
of them is Wu Tai Shan - the other Song
Shan - the site of the world renowned
Shaolin Temple.

I've been to the Shaolin Temple before but
had a snafu with the photos last time - as well
as the idiot tour guide who was hired without my
knowledge or consent.

Typically I don't like or want tour guides - and
this guy four years ago helped fuel my non-desire
for any additional guides.

Let me give you the fireworks on this story.

After touring the temple grounds, the guide told
me that it was time to go back to Zhengzhou - the
capital of Henan Province, where we were staying.

I said: "Wait a minute here pal. I want to go up the
mountain to the cave where Boddhidharma sat and
meditated for nine years."

The guide says: "Oh no, we can't do that. It would
take three or four days to go up the mountain."

I turned to my brother-in-law and said: "Three days
my ass. This isn't the Himalayas."

He replied: "Face. Face." This meant I had better shut
up so the guide saved face.

"Face... my ASS," I said. "I want to go to the cave and this
jerk is lying to us because he's too freaking lazy."

"Mei wenti," he says - "no problem."

My brother-in-law then told me that I better tip the guy
for his time.

"I am NOT tipping this guy," I said. "He's been the worst
guide I have ever seen. He's pompous. He's arrogant. He
thinks he's something special because he knows more
about the Shaolin Temple than I do."

"You must tip him," he said.

"No way," I posture.

"Face. Face. Remember, we may need the connection
next time."

"HAAAA. With connections like this I'd rather have no
connection."

"Face. Face," he says again.

"How bout this guy show ME some face," I said. "I'm the
guy paying him. Why should I be showing his mangy mug
face."

Fifteen minutes later, after a meal softened me a bit - I
gave the chump 50 Renminbi - but as I handed it to him
I looked the other way, making zero eye contact.

"Xie xie," he says. Thank you.

I said: "No thanks." Then I looked at my brother-in-law
and said, "No next time. I don't EVER want you to get
me another tour guide."

Re-telling this story makes me feel good. Mostly because
I haven't had a tour guide in four years, and have done
fine. And this trip will be no exception.

I feel so GOOD about telling this story that I'm extending
my 50% off special another day. And when I get to Wu
Tai Shan and Song Shan I promise to get some more
awesome pics for you to see.

Go to http://mattfurey.com/giant_buddha_says.html
and order NOW.

Matt Furey

It's good to know someone was worried about me.

I was in Thailand for a week - riding elephants in
Chiang Mai, getting Thai massage, eating way too
much (the change in food gave me a 2-day bloat),
watching some Thai boxing (from kids through
adults) - and so on.

I had a blast - in part because I was without email,
internet or cell phone. I didn't do anything I'm used
to doing - other than exploring the unknown.

Whilst in Bangkok on the evening of July 6 - I walked
into a bar and was immediately greeted with a smile
from an American officer, Terry, whose expression
told me he may know me.

He said: "I can't believe it. 30 minutes ago I just finished
doing the Royal Court - now I'm meeting the man who
wrote the book. My boys are going to love this - as well
as all the guys from camp who follow your program."

He offered to buy me a drink. I obliged - asking for a
bottled water.

We spent a half hour talking about Thailand and other
parts of southeast Asia; then I gave him a few variations
of the exercises in Combat Conditioning to put into practice.

He was so grateful for the time we spent talking that I took
out a sheet of paper and autographed it for him and his two
boys - making sure I included the place (Bangkok) and the
date and time.

Now I'm back in China and in full force. And this reminds
me that I forgot to tell my webmaster, Ed Baran, to stop
the half-off celebration that I began before the 4th of July.

And so, for the next day, I'm going to keep it going. It's a
half-off event - so make sure you jump in today and get
something wonderful for yourself.

Go to http://mattfurey.com/giant_buddha_says.html
and order NOW.

Matt Furey

P.S. Yes, you can even get the world famous Combat
Conditioning at half-price - and this is the first time
in 9 years in which I have offered it at a discount. So
jump in now while the jumping is gooood. Go to http://mattfurey.com/giant_buddha_says.html
and order NOW.

I've been in Thailand - the Land of Smiles - for the past
week - having a blast.

While doing so I haven't sent an email or even looked at
email in days. Nor have I had a single phone call or text
message. And so, although I enjoy a four-hour work day -
the reality is that quite often my workday is less than four
hours - or non-existent.

How am I able to succeed on so little effort.

It's called leverage. Leverage of time. Leverage of effort and
leverage of resources.

For example, before I left for Thailand, I did a series of emails
that raked in a fortune - and none of them took me more than
a few minutes to write.

The good news is that now you can find out how I do what
I do - i.e. making a fortune with email. Be sure to click the
link below and see what I mean.

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Matt Furey
Zen Master of the Internet

P.S. The link listed above will lead you to a page wherein I
reveal how I've privately taught my unique email method
to many other Internet fortune-makers. You can be next.