How to Become Rich

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Chapter 1. What Exactly Is Stalking of Denarii, and Why Should You Care?

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Soccer is when millions watch 22 millionaires laze about and kick a ball.

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So, here we are.

If you're reading this, chances are you're wondering what Stalking of Denarii actually is—and more importantly, how it might work for you.

You could talk about Stalking for ages, but try searching for it online and you'll find shockingly little. To keep it short, it’s an extensive science dating all the way back to ancient earthly civilizations, used for reaching goals with as little effort and expense as possible.

In that way, Stalking is a lot like martial arts—think aikido, judo, hapkido, or even chan-fu. Just like in aikido, where a master uses the opponent’s strength against them, in Stalking, the overwhelming force of circumstances ends up working for the stalker—doing, if not all, then at least most of the heavy lifting for them.

That’s exactly why Stalkers have always managed to hit any target they set for themselves. This is what makes Stalking so attractive for beginners compared to other methods: you don’t need to meditate, flex your willpower, or really do much of anything. A Stalker, like an aikido master, doesn’t wrestle with obstacles; instead, they cleverly use them to their own advantage.

Stalking of Denarii is just one of the many practical offshoots of the fine Art of Stalking, laser-focused on achieving material prosperity—as the launchpad for your personal spiritual growth.

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So how does this actually work? Let’s take a simple example.

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Every morning, you get up to start your workday. Whether you’re an oligarch, a housewife, a middle manager, or just the janitor, the general routine is pretty much the same. Before you even make it to work, you usually follow a long and winding path.

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But take note of the following:

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1) You’re constantly opening and closing all sorts of automatic and semi-automatic doors. That’s your apartment door, the elevator, the building’s intercom, the garage, your car or the bus, another intercom, the office door—the list goes on.

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2) Whether you’re crossing the street on foot or rolling down it in your own car, you ALWAYS follow CERTAIN rules. Pedestrian, driver, or some wild combo of both—you’re CONSTANTLY playing by some GENERAL traffic RULES just like everyone else. The moment you decide to break those rules, you’ll quickly discover it’s a risky and highly unrewarding game. Fines, accidents, semi-trucks whizzing by (and sometimes not whizzing by at all), along with a whole set of low-key headaches, will rapidly convince you that following the rules is 100% MANDATORY.

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3) When you're heading from point A to point B, you ALWAYS have to play by the rules. Like, you drive on the right side of the road, don’t hop the curb, wait for the right light, and so on. Sure, your path ends up a lot more roundabout and takes longer, but you go along with it because you know that, eventually, you’ll get where you want to go. Try to take the direct route, and—surprise!—you’ll just run straight into a building.

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4) You can find all kinds of helpful info on maps, posters, and guides—that way you can actually NAVIGATE in a shiny NEW place where you have no clue what’s going on.

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5) And most importantly—on your journey, you’re constantly USING all sorts of gadgets and gizmos: elevators, cars, buses, escalators, subways, airplanes, you name it. By using these handy mechanisms, you reach your goals FASTER and with LESS effort. And you can multiply this advantage ad nauseam, say, by flying on a plane a couple thousand times.

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It seems like simple stuff—you've done this hundreds, maybe thousands of times; everyone does it, everywhere. Hundreds of millions of drivers and pedestrians are all doing the same thing, following the same rules.

But don’t be fooled—the routine and everyday nature of these actions have made them look meaningless to you. You do all this on autopilot, and even realizing you need to do itjust feels like a given, without any real thought.

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Try looking at it another way: imagine you have someone from the Middle Ages hanging out at your place. If he doesn’t know the rules of the road, how modern locks work, or how to get information, how far do you think he’ll get out of your apartment? Remember the movie ‘Ivan Vasilievich: Back to the Future.’ Someone who doesn’t know the rules and laws of society isn’t just helpless—they’re putting their life in actual danger.

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Take someone who’s used to our railways—walking near the tracks in Japan is basically a death wish. The high-speed trains there can flatten you against the wall with a gust of wind, even if you think you’re at a safe distance.

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You might say this all sounds fascinating, but what does it have to do with Stalking of Denarii?

The thing is, there are Higher Laws when it comes to building material wealth. And they’re just as unforgiving as the rules of the road. Ignorance of these Laws—just like not knowing the Criminal Code or traffic laws—doesn’t get you off the hook for breaking them.

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And these Higher Laws aren’t about textbooks full of legal or economic theory; if that were the case, everyone with a law or economics degree would already be a millionaire. These Laws are hardwired into the very fabric of the Universe as its protective and structuring Mechanisms, fulfilling their purpose with all the warmth and personal touch of a vending machine.

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So just imagine the kind of cosmic Russian roulette you’re playing with your fate when you ignore these Higher Laws.

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So, Stalking of Denarii is basically knowing the Higher Laws and Mechanisms. Someone who actually gets these Laws doesn’t make dumb decisions and manages to ride the Mechanisms of the Universe itself.

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You can keep bashing away at the locked entrance door secured by the intercom, blaming it for everything under the sun, imagining enemies and secret plots everywhere, but…

The intercom is just a machine—it’s not going to answer your pleas. Unless you know WHERE and HOW it actually opens, only sheer luck or someone exiting might get you inside.

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So now ask yourself: is it worth learning the Laws of Denarii?

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Chapter 2. The Law of Communicating Vessels, or How Seeds Grow

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Money likes silence.

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If you’re reading this, you’ve decided to study Stalking of Denarii.

But before you jump in, it’s worth going through a quick 'safety check.' It’s just a simple precaution, so all your 'hard work' doesn’t end up for nothing.

So, what exactly does safety mean when learning Stalking of Denarii?

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Example one.

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Two living buckets are standing next to each other. Just your run-of-the-mill living buckets. Never seen one? Weird… but okay. Picture this: one bucket’s nearly empty, and the other is taking its sweet time filling up with a trickle from the tap. The water gurgles, and the bucket slowly fills.

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Question. Will the first bucket, just standing there, ever get full? What about the second bucket, the one actually getting water from the tap?

I bet you nailed that question—pretty simple, right? Go ahead, grab yourself a pie from the shelf!

Let’s crank up the difficulty.

Now, the bucket getting filled from the tap has a lively, impatient streak, and from time to time—eager to share the wealth—it hops up and dumps whatever it’s collected into the next-door empty bucket. (Not what you were thinking.)

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Question. How fast does a bucket fill up when placed under a faucet?

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Now the answer isn’t so obvious, but we believe in the power of reason, and we’re convinced it’ll win again this time.

Let’s complicate things even further—and make the situation completely clear.

It turns out it's not just the filling bucket that's got a lively, sociable personality—the empty one does too. It circles around the bucket that's getting filled and gives it a push. It nudges it so the water starts to splash and spill over the edge—just so the empty bucket gets at least something out of it.

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It also turns out the empty bucket isn’t alone—it has plenty of equally empty relatives, and all of them hassle the one bucket actually getting filled, all with the same noble goal: to knock it off balance and snag whatever water it’s managed to collect.

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Let’s get back to the original question. How fast do you think the bucket’s going to fill in this kind of chaos?

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Pop quiz for the truly gifted. Will the bucket actually fill up in these conditions, and if it does, can it hold on to its water?

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So, you might be wondering—what do buckets, water, and us have to do with all this?

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I answer questions with more questions. Call it the Assyrian approach.

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1) What’s the difference between someone learning something and a bucket being filled with water?

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2) And how is someone not learning any of this different from an empty bucket?

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3) How is the random chatter of unconnected so-called ‘like-minded’ people any different from a surreal scene where buckets are fighting over water?

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So, rule number one for safely learning Stalking of Denarii: it’s basically the Hermetic version of the communicating vessels law.

It goes like this: 'Those who know don't talk, those who talk don't know.'5

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In other words, anyone who goes around shooting their mouth off quickly loses track of what they're even talking about.

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Here's how the magic supposedly works: as you cram more and more info into your aura, these branching, complicated structures start growing. Give it time, and those structures blossom into principles of wisdom and all the secret cheat codes for life. But if you start spilling the beans to just anyone, those half-baked structures don't even get a chance—they just leak into everyone else's aura, like water sloshing between connected buckets.

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Five or six conversations like this, and there’s nothing left to talk about. That’s what the old saying is getting at: ‘Speech is silver, silence is gold’—which is just a fancy way of saying that talking cheapens silence.

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To see this in action, think about how you keep potatoes from sprouting: you set them out in the sun. Give them some light and they stop sprouting! Only when they’re back in the dark do they start up again.

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Human thought works the same way. It's only when a thought is left in silence that it starts to grow and evolve from one level of understanding to the next.

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Second example.

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At the start of World War II, because there weren't enough anti-tank grenades, militia fighters made widespread use of bottles filled with 'Molotov cocktails.' These bottles were filled with a mix of gasoline and alcohol, and when they smashed against a tank's hull, the mixture would ignite and set the tank on fire. German tanks mostly ran on gasoline engines—which, as it turns out, burned extremely well. Overall, the tank was well-protected, capable of withstanding bullets and shells, but could catch fire like a match from a well-thrown bottle with a 'Cocktail.'

The only requirement for knocking out the tank with such a bottle was hitting the area just behind the turret, on the ventilation grilles above the engine compartment. The flaming mixture would seep through the ventilation grilles into the engine compartment and set the engine ablaze.

Thus, a tank costing around 100,000 Reichsmarks and striking fear on the battlefield could, with a bit of luck and a skilled throw, be taken out by a bottle worth just a few kopecks.

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So, what’s the moral of this example?

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It’s that every creation has a weak spot—you can usually mess it up in a way that’s laughably cheap and simple.

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Which brings us to the second safety rule for learning Stalking of Denarii:

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Even the Sun has its blemishes, but we still look up to it with all due respect.

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In plain English: ANY theory or method—including Stalking of Denarii—has its soft underbelly. If you fixate on those flaws, you’ll talk yourself out of the whole thing and end up achieving precisely nothing.

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It’s not that you stopped with all that self-hypnosis; the real issue is that you started poking at a sore spot.

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Sure, a tank’s a terrifying thing on the battlefield, and the Sun—well, it’s pretty much the ultimate giver of life on Earth. But you know, even the Sun has its blemishes, and a million-dollar tank can still be knocked out by a $5,000 grenade launcher.

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I mean, you don’t just scrub your eyes like mad when you get dust in them—you rinse them out gently, don’t you?

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Third example.

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You walk into a strange warehouse, where thousands of items are piled up in front of you.

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Question #1: How many items are you actually looking at?

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Question #2: Staring at this whole mountain of stuff, how many things do you actually SEE?

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Question #3: What does it take to not just look at an item, but to actually SEE it?

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The third safety rule for learning Stalking of Denarii is pretty much like that biblical line: 'Seek and you shall find—and you’ll find exactly what you’re looking for.'

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So if you’ve chosen to dive into Stalking Denarii, focus on finding your own way out of your situation—instead of hunting for holes in the author’s method.

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Sure, you can go on a wild goose chase for 'mistakes'—like sunspots, you’ll find them if you stare hard enough—but is that really going to help you?

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See, the person searching for an exit from the tunnel looks for the light of wisdom; but if the dim glow from afar isn’t good enough for you, you’ll just end up stumbling around in your own ignorance.

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Fourth example.

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These three rules might seem simple, but try sticking to them and you’ll quickly notice just how often you break them.

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From a conversation with a rather respectable millionaire over a glass of tea:

– You know, money likes silence.

A long pause, a sip of whiskey, smoke from a hand-rolled Cuban cigar drifting upwards.

And after a thoughtful silence, with a slight grimace:

– But BIG money, alas – DEAD silence.

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Chapter 3. Let’s revisit our snotty-nosed childhood, play with toy cars, or: How to Actually Learn Things

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Back in kindergarten, right before nap time, the crafty teacher would announce to the kids:

– Whoever falls asleep first gets to not sleep!

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So, in the last chapter, we came up with three simple safety rules for learning the Stalking of Denarii.

Some people will follow these rules, some will break them—same as always. But as Pontius Pilate said: “Look, good citizens of Yerushalayim, I asked you three times to do this for me. My conscience is now totally clean, and I’m washing my hands of the whole business.” Hand me the bowl of water.

And now, to keep moving toward that oh-so-tempting, shiny future, let’s clear something up—what exactly is learning, and how do we fight it?

Anyone faint of heart or overly sensitive should go ahead and stock up on Corvalol, because all the other circus tricks, we’re doing together. But hey, nothing too scary—it’s all virtual anyway, right? What’s the safest kind of sex?

Right—over the phone, by text!

Let’s take an unbiased look—purely in our heads, of course—at the following example.

There’s a flashy BMW X5 SUV parked in the yard (if this happens to be your SUV, you can stop reading right now—self-help is powerless in your case). Let’s get a little closer and inspect this ride. What do we see?

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Basically, we see the following:

A really coolооооооооооооbig car.

The familiar BMW badge, right where it always is.

The color is solid—meaning black.

Those are some seriously massive wheels.

The windows are tinted.

The body’s all shiny.

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Well, that’s pretty much it.

Anything about our observations bothering you? Conscience not keeping you up at night? Not even a twinge of shame for all those wasted years?

How does that even happen? I mean, right here in front of us is an entire BMW X5, and we managed to describe it in less than ten lines. Something doesn’t add up.

Let’s take a closer, more thoughtful look:

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Hmmm, yeah, it’s big—which means it’ll haul a ton, the cabin’s roomier, and the owner’s probably not a dwarf either. Wow, such far-reaching—dare I say, deeply philosophical—conclusions, when it seemed like these things weren’t even related.

…Mmmmmm… Those chunky ‘peasant shoes’ for wheels and that massive hood are quietly hinting that it takes one seriously beefy engine to spin them—and there’s no way that engine is going on a gas diet anytime in the next five years.

Black paint—in the summertime, that thing’s basically an oven. Without AC, only someone with a death wish would get in, so of course it has air conditioning—that’s a given. ооооооооооооооYeeaaah.

But then again, sneaking around the city at night and picking up young nymphs is super convenient—the car is basically invisible in the dark, which is a definite plus. ооооооооооооооtааааааа.

The windows are tinted, you see—so sitting in this jeep, you don't really have to worry about being honest. No one can see what you’re up to with the nymphs anyway, and honestly, it’s easier on them too—private lives are protected by law, after all.

The body’s all shiny, so you can bet it’s lacquered, which basically means it’ll last forever—unless, of course, some jerk decides to scratch it.

Well, would you look at that! Nicely done! Turns out if you give those brain cells even a tiny push, suddenly everything starts coming into focus.

Still feels kind of awkward, though—like it’s just a bunch of wild guesses.

Let’s whip out a handy reference book. What do you mean—how’d I end up with a reference book in my pocket? I always have a reference book on me—my trusty iPod. With 3G and Wikipedia, it can pull up anything you want (except a hundred-dollar bill). No iPod, huh? Sorry to disappoint, guys—no bananas here.

Alright, let’s check Wikipedia:

http://ru.wikipedia.org/wiki/BMW_X5

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Mother of mercy, just look at that—what a madhouse—360 horses! That’s not a jeep, it’s a low-flying plane. And the fact it has no wings and all-wheel drive, well, that’s just the designers messing up—they missed that bit, the rascals! The body’s obviously aluminum, I’m telling you—it’s a plane!

Oоооооооо…

Uuuuuu…

Yыыыыыыы…

Aliveууууууууууууv in lюююююююdиииииииии…

Dааааааааааааааааааааа…

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Well, well, who’s this grumpy King Kong headed our way?

Nooo, chivalrous? That's definitely not me…

Nope… and I have no idea who is…

Nah, I'm just admiring the car—what a sweet ride…

That's what I'm saying, it's awesome…

Seriously, for real?

Nice…

All I need is to save up a bit more (like two hundred years) and I'll get myself one just like it… If they're still making them, of course…

Worst case, I'll pick one up as a classic somewhere…

Phew, he's gone. I told you, not a dwarf, but who knew he'd be that huge and terrifying.

By the way, this guy tells some pretty interesting things about this gadget—not a word about that in the manuals.

Turns out, this thing is so loaded with smart microchips that flipping it over on the road is basically impossible, even if you’re totally drunk and dead set on ending it all. Now that’s what I call inside info!

So, did you check out the original? Now, let’s take a break from the harsh realities of life and get back to our marvelous little theory.

You know, sometimes we just really want to get close to something like a BMW X5. But it’s outrageously expensive, the damn thing. Still, you want it so much—really, really want it. You want to have it, to own it, to turn it over in your hands, to stare at it, to philosophize while looking at it—heck, just to play with it!

But there’s simply no money for such a big toy. A toy like that costs a ton of money.

Still… you want it—so much… And they say there’s always a way out of any situation.

So how can you actually resolve this contradiction in real life?

In practice, there’s only one way—go out and buy yourself a very tiny, but remote-controlled BMW X5!

And don’t spit at your monitor—you might still need it.

Let’s look at this purely hypothetically; nobody’s forcing you to blow your last nickels on a ‘useless’ toy. (Not so useless, by the way—you could (editor’s note: removed)… just enough left for a real BMW andmmmmmmmhyeaaaa…)

…But I’m getting sidetracked—let’s get back to the remote-controlled ‘toy.’ So, what is this ‘toy,’ scientifically speaking? It’s helpful to remember that the ‘toy’ is usually a remote-controlled REPLICA, at 1:50 scale. In other words, this pint-sized model is a COPY of a real BMW X5.

And the higher the class (and the price) of the replica, the MORE ACCURATELY it COPIES a real jeep—and it doesn’t even have to be an X5, or a BMW, or sometimes even a car, period.

But what if, say, we don’t need such a huge copy? No problem—there’s another scale for replicas, 1:200. Sure, it’s rougher and has fewer details, but at least it’s even cheaper and simpler.

Okay, but what if we need a more accurate replica?

Go for 1:8! Sure, it’ll cost you more, but it copies pretty much everything!

But what if you can’t be bothered with models at all, and don’t want to overpay for them either?

So what should you get then?

Well, at that point, at least grab a copy of ‘Behind the Wheel’ magazine—it’s quite affordable.

Wait, is this even a copy?

Oкккккккf course it’s a copy.

But here’s the kicker—the pictures and photos in the magazine are just a 2-DIMENSIONAL COPY of the real car.

In other words, they only have two dimensions—width and height. I mean, really, what meaningful features can a photo have besides width and height? The photo’s thickness is irrelevant, and as for color—every photo is, well, colorful, which just means it looks “natural.”

So what dimensionality does the actual car have, then?

Let’s take a close, nitpicky look—in other words, let’s actually think for a change. However many ways you can measure an object, that’s how many dimensions it has—plain old common sense, really.

A real car comes with width, height (just like a photo), and—surprise!—length! Three measurements in total, so the object is three-dimensional.

But wait, here’s a minor oversight: a real car exists not just here and now, but yesterday, the day before, tomorrow, the day after, and so on… meaning you can also measure its LIFESPAN—the period when it actually exists. So, a real car is 3+1 (width, length, height + lifespan), which means—yep—a 4D object!

Like, honestly, every real object in our world. (Shhh… quiet… I know, don’t confuse them, they’ll get tangled up all by themselves…)

So, all 'real' objects are 4D, and a photo is 2D—we’ve cleared that up. So what, then, is a video of an object?

It’s just a stack of frames, one after another—so, photos lined up over time. That’s 2+1 (width, height + a time queue)—a 3D object.

Tired yet? Well, we’re almost done; the bright future is just around the corner…or maybe just behind fences. Tall ones. With guards.

Alright, let’s keep going.

So, what about the magazine article about that very same car? What’s its dimensionality?