{ The Art of Undoing- Part 1 } We Crave to Be Destroyed
How Architecting Your Destruction Becomes The Portal For Legacy Achievement
The Art of Undoing is a precision series for the visionary man who can no longer build from distortion.
The legacy builder.
The CEO.
The innovator.
The architect of empires whose outer success no longer matches the inner frequency he's being called to embody.This is not about collapse.
It’s about what happens when your system refuses to keep expanding from the wrong signal.For the man who’s outgrown performance.
For the one craving resonance.
For the one who’s done the work and knows it’s time to go even deeper.
For the leader who’s ready to move in his full voltage….unmasked.Part I is yours. As a threshold.
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It wasn’t “sabotage”.
You called for your own destruction.
Quietly weaving through the day, closing contracts,
showing up, leading.
Handling crises before they escalate.
Another summary in your inbox.
A fire of decisions made.
Another yes you didn't mean.
And then-
A subtle edge.
You forget the meeting on purpose.
Delay the signing of a client that should have been a yes.
Cancel the flight.
Ignore your coach.
Leave the messages unread.
The impulse to completely disappear.
You turn off your phone-
Not for rest, but for quiet escape.
Your team panics.
Your partner spirals.
But you finally exhale.
No one's told you that you're orchestrating this perfectly.
And once you see it.
You can't unsee it.
You are perfectly orchestrating the death of a self that can’t come with you.
Most elite men subconsciously orchestrate their own identity death
in business, relationships even in your body
because they know the man who came to “win”,
is no longer the identity that can hold what he is building next.
Something needs to die.
There comes a point for every visionary
After moving like lightning
and then inevitably waiting for others to catch the fire…
After shapeshifting to be seen in markets,
boardrooms, zoom rooms and panels.
After adhering to the plan.
Strategizing inside the masterminds.
Following the playbooks.
Measuring the KPIs.
Something cracks.
Every achievement is followed by a strange flatness.
Traces of boredom, judgement.
Impatience.
You’re scanning…
for something “deeper”
but don't quite trust any of it.
Every time you fall back on strategics, logical
and responsible pathways it just doesn’t land.
You were never here to just win,
You were here to evolve,
To express.
To create art through your business.
To be art through your life.
Even though you've done the cold plunges…
Been to the retreats…
Hand on heart-
You still want to fucking scream.
Because no one ever told you what would happen when the identity you built to protect your brilliance starts to choke the very genius it was meant to defend.
When the very rhythm that made you unstoppable
becomes the rhythm that keeps you stuck.
When you look around at what you’ve architected,
You realize it was built from a signal you’ve already outgrown.
And now it doesn’t matter how sharp the strategy is.
How respected the brand is.
How loyal the team is.
You’re still circling the question:
“If I burn it will I still be someone worth following?”
That’s the scream.
Not from pain.
From truth shattering the performance.
The Mask
We've heard this said numerous ways.
Strip off the mask.
But what happens when we've identified with it so much
we are unsure what is true and what is false?
Or what is even possible beyond it?
What happens when we believe that the very thing we have been
struggling to maintain as Truth is but an echo of our real essence?
And it has been our anchor to be seen, loved, liked and profitable.
You've sealed deals.
Built businesses.
Enchanted rooms.
But the craving for destruction is the signal for you.
I’ve guided clients to remove their armor:
Fire misaligned clients.
To stop being tactful.
To not just raise their prices but
catapult them into the stratosphere.
To reposition themselves as
category-of-one audaciously.
To move in ways others would call delusion.
To dirty up their image.
To reach into the pit of shame
And emerge pristine, more powerful and unfazed.
To use each as an energetic portal to more sales,
more magnetism, greater visibility and lasting achievement
that does not rely on surface metrics.
Every one of them has met themselves with these questions first-
I am a leader, what if I move now and no one follows?
If I stop doing this, what even remains?
Am I allowed to want something else when this should be enough?
Who am I without the performance I’ve mastered?
The most brilliant founders, innovators and multidimensional legacy builders
are shapeshifters. I know this intimately.
The generous heart that lives within us,
the years of seeing patterns and portals no one else could.
The speed at which we move sometimes
can be jarring to the general population.
So you've trained yourself unconsciously to
speak so you can be heard and understood.
But what happens when you continue to meet others with the diluted half version of yourself?
Where optics looks good…
The business is full on paper…
And dead at its core?
Your body is too intelligent to tolerate this kind of self betrayal.
So what next?
The Nature of The Collapse
It is not a collapse.
It is your calling.
The parts you have slowed down enough to see emerge.
The brilliance hidden in the pause speaks.
This forced hand requires you to sit in the tension of nothing.
The frequency of zero is where true power takes root.
I know this place well.
Years ago, I walked away from what everyone called a version of “success.”
Left behind the loud, polished coaching world.
I chose to work with the few…..men building legacies
that demanded more than strategy or hype or spiritual theater.
I made decisions so far from who I was at the time
that it felt like whiplash.
It was a purposeful death of an old self that no longer served.
I shed clients, followers, even the safety of visibility.
I moved quietly behind the scenes.
I passed on countless “easy wins.”
Because deep down, I knew the path I was called to was different.
I held the tension of zero.
The unmade space where nothing seemed to move,
but everything was quietly rearranging.
You may be here now….
in a season that’s unseen, unrecognized, and deeply necessary.
Like Inanna, the Sumerian goddess who descended into the underworld.
Stripped of her crown, jewels, and garments at each gate
until she stood naked before the void,
face to face with her own raw essence.
This is power reclaimed only after surrendering
everything she once used to signify it.
This is the sacred death of what you no longer need
to reclaim power that’s not performance,
but pure presence.
You are walking through the gates.
Will you allow yourself to descend all the way?
The destruction you’re orchestrating isn’t failure.
It’s the clearing that makes way for your sharpest, truest frequency yet.
And from that, a new empire is born…
one built on resonance instead of noise;
on clarity, never compromise.
Naming the True Desire. The Craving for Rupture.
At your level it isn’t breakdown.
It’s breakthrough.
There is a desire living in each of us to interrupted, disrupted
by something clean, final, real.
A slash through the performance,
A velvet knife through the illusion.
And what is left creates a freedom because
there is nothing to maintain.
When we finally ask.
Who am I?
Without….
Accolade or applause.
Recognition.
The accounts.
The clients.
The proof.
A Clean Field to Die In and Be Reborn
This is the realm of the identity death.
You have faced this many times before.
The old cannot come along into the new realm.
The man you built your empire as,
the one who learned how to win, lead, dominate…
he doesn’t belong in what you’re stepping into next.
The old self can’t cross this threshold.
Not because he was weak.
But because your next evolution requires
signal too clean for performance.
This is not for your inspiration or mindset.
This is for your energetic infrastructure,
the invisible system that determines how power, wealth,
and legacy move through you.
This subterranean alchemy touches every aspect
of your legacy achievement.
What rises next is not a better version
of your brand or legacy.
It’s a deeper attunement to your truth.
And the ability to wield greater command
of your life and your business.
The kind that calibrates a room before you speak.
That closes deals without explanation.
That magnetizes perfect-fit clients because your field speaks louder than your positioning.
And makes your work in the world feel like destiny over obligation.
This shows up in the business world like:
Confidently saying no to a lucrative deal because it carries energetic drag.
Restructuring an entire team from instinct, not logic because you simply knew it was time.
Sitting in silence during a pitch, letting the potency of your presence do the work.
Walking away from the “right” partnership because it pulled you into an outdated version of yourself.
Raising your price without needing to explain the value.
Holding an impeccable standard even if it loses you capital at first (you know the long game delivers exponentially)
It looks like honor.
Nobility.
The highest form of cherishing yourself and watching
your profits rise from allowing yourself to choose
your highest standard of Being.
It looks like not flinching when the world is screaming
collapse because you’re building on a frequency beyond the timeline.
It looks like holding tension most can’t tolerate, because you’ve
made peace with power that doesn’t need applause.
This isn’t comparison.
This is calibration.
You’re not here to move faster.
You’re here to move cleaner.
More precisely.
From the origin point of your signal
unshakable, unperformed, unmuted.
And this…
This is how you truly bend time.
Death becomes the nourishing soil for your swiftest evolution.
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