Speculate on the Apocalypse and be happy.

This historical period will be famous for three things: AI, war, and the pursuit of happiness. It sounds almost like the title of a surrealist film, especially when you think of "war" and "happiness" in the same sentence. Yet, as much as that might be a good movie title, it is the exact description of the reality right in front of everyone's eyes.

AI is influencing our very conception of life. Between fake news, fake videos, and the unhealthy uses of this technology, every day is a good day for a mess of biblical proportions. We know it, we talk about it, we see it every day on our smartphones, and it is something that can no longer be changed. My God, we could change it, but AI is too convenient; it makes life easy and "fast." What you used to do in two hours, you now do in five minutes. I’m noticing it with this blog. The speed with which I reach information and sources is inhuman. My research is practically instantaneous. Posts that I previously thought impossible to write, due to complexity and difficulty, have become simple and accessible.

Then we have the wars. War in Ukraine, war in Gaza, and war in Iran. Not to mention all the other internal or international conflicts happening right now that nobody gives a damn about because they don't generate likes or consensus. These wars, as a beautiful side effect, are bringing economic crises, inflation, and poverty, forcing many people to give up their apartments because they are too expensive, or lose their jobs because it costs too much to keep a company open.

If AI is simplifying our lives, the clowns in government are certainly complicating them. Technology makes us leap forward; politics hurls us back to the Stone Age.

In all of this, the goal is not to go crazy and to keep up. And how do you avoid going crazy? By seeking that chimera, that goal that seems unreachable—that happiness we talk about so much, desire so much, and that slips through our fingers so easily. I am convinced that when someone from the next century reads this post—highly improbable, but possible—they will ask: how on earth could they think about being happy in times of war? It seems hard to explain to a future mind that already knows how history ended for us, but you really can be happy.

Honestly, today there are all the prerequisites to wake up with a smile plastered on your face. No, I am not under the influence of alcohol or drugs. I am as healthy and sober as a newborn baby. And no, I am not suffering from any degenerative mental illness. I have never been more mentally present than I am right now. How can I even think of saying that one can be happy in times of uncertainty? Become rich.

I am sure that reading the answer I wrote, many of you will think: "Wow, this guy discovered that water is wet!" Or "Here he is, another Dubai guru trying to sell the recipe for instant wealth!"

First point: I don't claim to have discovered anything. Second: I am as poor as Burkina Faso or Italy. I don't live in Dubai; I live with my mother and I don't have a job. The little money I invested in crypto is just an incredible ball and chain.

"How can I say that in this historical moment you can become rich, if I am poor?" The fact that I am poor is a simple problem of personal stupidity. The fact that one can actually make a lot of money is undeniable. Haven't you noticed anything? Yet the signals are right in front of us.

Become Rich

It’s useless to explain it: money doesn't buy happiness; it buys a f***ing lot of happiness. With a nice bank account, or at least an income you can control, you get two effects: you are free, and you are happy. Anyone who says "money doesn't bring happiness" is insane. Without money, we are all sad. Just look at the state of mind we have going to work all week, for 52 weeks, for 40 years. Or just think about how much worry and anxiety we have when we face an unexpected expense. Become rich, and all this malaise will vanish!

If it’s so automatic, why aren't we all rich? Because making money is hard. Not impossible—history says otherwise—but it requires choices that not everyone knows how to make, and discipline that not everyone has. If we don't first solve the third-degree integral equation that allows us to be rich in periods of war and geopolitical instability, we will always be unhappy... and poor.

The solution to the equation is finance—the only true means to the billion. I know many think finance is a legalized scam to steal money from those who have none. Finance is not to blame if you lose money: it is timing and a lack of mental discipline that sends people under a bridge.

Think of 2025 with Trump's tariffs. The stock market went red; the crypto market crashed to the ground. Everyone left the market out of fear. Yet that was a great moment: you just had to speculate on the collapse of the markets, and money flowed in. Once the crash ended, that money should have been reinvested, waiting for an upward surge.

Not only that, while one part of the market was in the red, another had exponential growth. I’m talking about the commodities market—gold, silver, bronze, etc. Gold recorded a +60% increase in one month; silver tripled in value, bringing all other resources with them. If you had invested before, you would now have extra money to reinvest in the next great catastrophe or speculative bubble.

Now, in 2026, we have oil. It went from 60 dollars a barrel to 100. Rumor has it that if the war doesn't end within four months, crude oil will shoot up to 150 dollars a liter. That would mean oil would double. Not to mention the economy and the markets that would dive down like Wile E. Coyote. Do you really think those who control the market and those who finance politics (often billion-dollar investment firms) will allow the price of crude oil to drop anytime soon? Absolutely not. It doesn't matter if the poor have to suffer. A multinational in the finance sector doesn't need fuel to make money; it only needs the graph to go in the right direction. And if you possess billions to influence the market, that graph will always go where you want it to.

Financial freedom is obtained when everything sucks and nobody would touch the deep-red markets. War is a great example: now everything is ugly and everyone has disappeared. When the crisis is over, everything will be beautiful, everyone will return, and you will make a lot of money while the others lose it. It’s basically like a group of friends: when everything is going well, they are all there, but when something goes wrong and you need a hand, they all vanish.

These are not "guru-on-a-Dubai-penthouse" tips. All of this is there, in plain sight, accessible to everyone. Just go to Google and do a little research. I’m not making anything up to sell you smoke. Acting in a counter-cyclical and cynical manner is an excellent way to be free.

In times of famine or war, money can be made. Why isn't it done? Who would be the madman to invest money in a time of crisis? I’ll tell you who that madman is: the one who will eventually win when the market grows. If you have dreams of quitting everything and have concerns about the future, perhaps these are good moments to change course.

Without Morality, but with a Full Account.

I know this idea of "betting on death and destruction" might be controversial. However, in finance, it is much easier for a stock to lose 20% than to gain it. Finance follows a very simple rule of life: months to create, seconds to destroy. Think of your own life: you can spend 1000 dollars in a day without even pressing a button, but it takes thirty days to earn them. We all know this working world sucks, and we know this world in general is an open sewer.

Why not take advantage of it? Everyone sees Trump as a madman and Putin as an imperialist. No, they are our salvation. In 2023, we could have invested in the war, just as in 2026 we can with Trump. We would have made a lot of money. People are dying? Well, it’s not like it’s a relative of mine, a friend, or a neighbor! It’s horrible to say, I know, but being outraged by people I’ve never seen is a waste of time. If I have to invest my time, I invest it with a "short" position on Aramco or on all the airlines. If in a few weeks all flights are grounded, the share value collapses and we profit. We all know the rules of the game: every man for himself. If one person's drama is my happiness, so be it! Roles reversed, the other person would act the same way, without any regret.

A person's tragedy is the key to my salvation and happiness. With that immoral money, I can free myself from the prison of employment—a prison that wears down the mind and body irreversibly. At that point, everything changes. Flavors become stronger, colors more vivid; emotions you thought were lost forever return, and that lightness that accompanied you throughout your youth knocks at the door again, returning to be that friend you missed so much.

I know you are calling me crazy right now and that I should be ashamed. Let me ask you a question: would you still be ashamed if that open short position, betting on drama, made you a 60% profit?

You can't eat morality. Let’s look at reality: those with a moral compass are under a bridge, and those who don't listen to it drive a Ferrari. If you want to be happy, you take the world for what it is and you capitalize.

The hypocrisy of our time is slowly killing us. Because of a textbook sense of propriety, we poor people feel a moral obligation "to always do the right thing"... too bad the people representing us are also the ones who start wars and profit from them. Who is the fool: the one who preaches and suffers, or the one who takes advantage and eats caviar?

The beautiful thing about money isn't just earning it when the world goes to hell. It is the awareness that hatred and violence give you the possibility to decide your own life, without having to ask permission from bosses—people you don't know, but who hold your life in their hands, choosing for you (often poorly). When you return to being the architect and master of your own destiny, you die and are reborn. You’ve never had a feeling like that before. When you were in school, you were free, yes, but dependent on parents for money. As an adult, you are not free because you spend all day in a place you would gladly blow up with TNT for just a few dollars. Your mind, for years, has lived a drama. With money made from the drama of others, that cage instantly disappears and that dry, hot desert becomes a lush, cool meadow.

In this world that constantly lives through a "Day of Ordinary Madness," you can be healthy. By exploiting death and devastation, your mind will no longer think "I’m trapped," "my life sucks," or "when will this all end?" At that point, your mind will think "what is my next move?", "what can I do to improve?", "I really want to try this thing!"

A failure, sky-high inflation, and the death of innocents will make you rich. With money, you buy the freedom you so deserve because "you are a good person who deserves a good life." If you play your cards right, that money will give you so much time... time you will use to heal a mind sickened by too much work and stress.

Wellbeing on Blood.

As the proverb says, "a healthy mind in a healthy body." In addition to mental health, the body must also be taken into account. It’s a very simple circle: money gives you time, that time is invested in feeling good mentally, at which point your body feels good, your mind feels even better, which makes you make better decisions and makes you richer. All while the world burns—but since it isn't your city, let the world burn. As long as my bank stays standing.

This cycle of health is the only condition that allows you to be truly healthy. You lived it firsthand: as an employee, and as a person with a moral compass, you are never physically healthy. Every single day you had a physical ailment, even a chronic one. No matter how much you tried to be healthy, the frantic pace of companies does not allow for physical health. Work stress is not healthy. Sitting in front of a computer all day every day in uncomfortable chairs is not healthy. Exercising with unresolved pre-existing pain is not healthy. But morality and being a "good person" were more important than wellbeing.

I’m sure it’s been years since you’ve said "I’ve never felt so good!" It only happened when you were on vacation, when the mind switched off and the body began to recover. A recovery that, unfortunately, was never completed because vacations were always too short.

Now that morality has been sold to the highest bidder, you are free. That time you gained with money, you actually spend on healing yourself. You get massages, do Yoga, Pilates, and anything else that allows the body to be healthy.

That prison is no longer our problem. We have evolved. We have turned off the conscience and filled the wallet. We are brokers. In fact, now we are fine with those people suffering. A tired worker is a worker who has produced, who has made the company bigger, and our dividends will be nice and fat.

With money, you also get a healthy diet. You can afford foods that were previously inaccessible, you can learn to cook seriously, and the body finally digests and absorbs healthy nutrients and not that "garbage you buy at the supermarket." Now our body is a temple to be guarded with quality food! Fortunately, the days when I bought that industrial crap—suffering because it was the only thing one could afford because money for something better was missing—are gone. Now, a mine in a strait is a handmade croissant bought in a French bakery, and a missile against a government is sushi in Osaka.

Final Thoughts.

You really want to be happy? Become rich. It sounds naive, stupid, and almost like a joke. No, it isn't. Look around. Take a quick glance at everything surrounding us. The question now should be "how can one not be rich!" The real question is: how much do you care about your morality?

So far, we are all moralists and we are losing. Morality, unfortunately, has a price to be paid. A price called poverty. If we were much more Vulcan, we would all be happy, myself included. Unfortunately, I belong to the category of the poor and the moralists.

I’ve never had the balls to do anything. Being a member of the Western world, I open my mouth to exercise a morality that doesn't belong to me (having started wars everywhere) and I criticize from the height of a pulpit I don't have. I’ve always lacked that concreteness and objective vision of the world. If only we were more pragmatic and less moralistic, we would all be Donald Trump.

M.