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An Evolving Path

First, you should know I wrote this for my personal Facebook group, "Money!!! Money!!!! Money!!!!," so some of the language is a bit skewed. I thought about adjusting it... but decided against it. If you'd like to join the group feel free to send a request!
Why am I not using binance or IML and others? Sure I could be making money off referrals but that isn't what I'm about. I have no personal agenda. I've gotten to a point where my income is comfortable. I can't go into details because my divorce is still not final.
My goal instead is the best bang for each buck without recruiting, phone calls etc. Making small amounts of money accumulate more for people.
I'm working for all those who failed in EN because they couldn't recruit because they were too nice to be salesy. I'm finding opportunities for those with hearts too tender to profit off of others.
Yes, it's slower. Yes, there are drawbacks. Yes, I have to incur personal costs testing out investments first, but to me all that is worth it because all those stories of failure got to me. Those people who spent their last dimes chasing dreams they didn't have the skills or tools to achieve caused me personal agony.
The difference between heaven and hell for me, is hell is a throne built on the agony of others and heaven is a home that feeds everyone who comes in.
That's what I'm building, now that my own bed is comfortable. Maybe that's a "poverty mindset" to some, but to me, the cost of success cannot be failing as a person because no success can compensate for such a massive loss as that of character and empathy.

Those who've tested any one of my suggestions are aware of how simple and easy I'm making the first steps to wealth, not to mention affordable.


I could have suggested Genesis mining instead of Hashflare, where the minimum buy is somewhere around $500, and where I would have gotten better referral benefits. I didn't because I want this to be something where the "widow's mite" can be made into a fortune.
Maybe I'm being naive and idealistic hoping to help those in the most devastating circumstances gain personal financial power in their lives, but that's where my heart is.
My passion is for those who have been trodden upon by circumstances, whose kindness has been taken advantage of time and time again.
The single parent taking care of children and aging parents. The elderly who have worked their whole lives only to discover their "retirement" has been stripped out from under them.
The street children who are lost without a friend or trusted caretaker, I was one of those. At sixteen I ate out of garbages and filled my belly with dog food when even the garbages were empty.
In the world of limos and "ex-cons" there didn't seem to be many people who understood a lack of power. I went to dinners with people who laughed at the unfortunate who talked about how the only cause for failure was laziness.
I tried to fit into that world. I learned from it. Part of me though could never quite accept it. It seemed that many of the kindest people I knew, who worked hard, barely had two pennies to rub together.
The mean got richer, the kind got poorer it seemed. There were, of course, exceptions. There were many wonderfully kind rich people, but witnessing a waitress get sexually assaulted by a six-figure earner and other such abhorrent behavior stuck sharp knives in my mind that remain.
Then there were those who came with such hope in their eyes wanting desperately to have enough income to pay for medical bills for a spouse with cancer or to give their child a neighborhood to live in vs die in.
Watching that hope wither to despair, and hearing how it was all their fault dug a hole through my chest and I haven't recovered from it.
I'm not sure how much I'm too blame for all the pain and suffering I witnessed but I do want more than anything to make it right and I guess that's partly why a solitary horror story of mirror trading would make me give up on IML despite how lucrative it is.
I have deep wounds from MLM and the only medicine to heal those wounds is making certain I give as many people as possible access to the easiest path to wealth possible. I'm doing my best and it's working but true wealth comes from knowledge. Some of the audiobooks I listened to on my financial journey are:


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 This book makes sense. It made me examine my money path and it is super easy to understand!

Before that though I started with:


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I can't say this book was easy, far from it actually. Rule #1 is only for those who are completely dedicated to financial success! Super achievers if you will. There were times this book almost had me in tears because it got so technical it felt like torture, yet by the last chapter I felt I truly knew what I was doing when it came to investing!

After dabbling a bit I got curious about the ETF super wealth highway. The grey area, the scandalous stocks too cheap and dirty to for the SEC to touch. The stocks that made fortunes in day and lost millions in seconds. I spent hours on youtube learning everything I could about the seedy underbelly and used my audible subscription to turn my mid divorce impending financial disaster into an adventure of risks and rewards. 

If you're going to do something crazy at least do it right! Don't just get one book on this subject. Get ten! I spent thousands of hours studying and researching! It is an exciting and almost forbidden subject. Most people will tell you whatever you do, don't try it! For me though that made it all that more alluring. 

I didn't dive deep into my wallet, I just did a few tiny tests to learn to swim in the dangerous waters, what I'd advise anyone in trying out a new investment enterprise. 

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PENNY STOCKS 





Once confident in one area and profiting regularly I began expanding my earning potential through diversifying into the hottest market.

Before we go into that though there was something else I started studying. Something incredibly important to success. Success itself. I started with the longest audiobook on the subject I could find for an audible credit. Thirty three hours long and worth every minute!

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The drawback, it added several more titles to my "Must Listen To" list! Don't worry I've already added enough to your plate I won't go into those in this blog post. 

Instead I'm going to give you a link to a machine and the keys to using it to make money work for you! Sadly I can't recommend any books on this. I googled and youtubed quite a bit on the subject but nothing beats first hand experience with a true Midas. A lifelong friend introduced me to something he and his wife had been secretly doing for years.

He was hesitant to talk to me about it. He down played his results to a third of the actual returns. I did a small test. The results blew my mind!

Hash What?!!!!

Sha-256 What was that? Scrypt? Ethash? Zec? Dash? I was confused wasn't this supposed to be bitcoin, (that weird digital replacement for money I'd heard about several years ago and totally laughed at?) Who would buy something so completely intangible? Regardless my friend was making bank and I pushed forward. I called him up again. 

What are these? Which one is the best? He patiently answered question after question after question. In a few days I was kissing the ground he walked on. My measely sum of thirty dollars was getting returns of over fifty cents a day! In a year it was expected to make over two hundred dollars!

That's $200

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(I'm no math expert but when $30 = $200 it seems like a no brainer!)

My heart raced. How could this be possible? I rushed to google typing in scam and all the other words bound to bring up negative results. I found people complaining of shortened contracts. (Why would anyone complain about shorter contracts? It didn't make sense to my mind of this being something like renting an apartment) but nothing saying it was anything but legit.

I studied I learned I oohed and awed!!!!

Now I'm shooting myself in the foot sharing this with you, as they would say where I grew up but because the supply is running out and running out fast, I'd rather you get the profits than someone else! So you better click this link fast and do your own test investment! 

HashFlare

All my love, Ashley!

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