In my analysis of love; Love is not gratifying desire, love is not sex. Love is a perfect seduction process conducted by the unconscious or sometimes conscious. It requires time, patience and plenty of mirroring. It is effort, real effort and requires you to be at the peril of the beloved sometimes simply because it builds and consumes energy generated by the other. Love is give and take, but mostly to give because it amplifies the soul of the other, elevating both of you to realms unimaginable. Beauty leads us along like a ladder towards the promise land- the soul. Love is a longing for perfection. Love is a demon, it consumes and demands more and more. Love is a longing for truth. Love is the longing for wisdom, knowledge and beauty- eternal beauty. Love is the longing of the perfection of the soul. Love is timeless- immortal- eternal; no lover believes in time. Love is to get a friend a book because a book is a combination of spirit and matter, information which is matter when consumed becomes Spirit to the mind. Love is to mutually share music or other things that constitute as art. Love is to share passions. Love is helping your beloved towards his or her journey of self-actualization. Love is being with someone who will never give up on you. Love is your bestfriend. Love is your family. Love along with art are the only things that make life worthwhile, because like we established life is tragic and full of heartaches and the only thing we have to look forward to is boredom, suffering and death. In my conclusion if you want “Love”, don’t be a fool. Delay gratification and expedience, go long on the exponential chart- in other words take your time, never rush anything.
Propelled by a woman’s love. She projected her spirit onto me. She looked at me and dreamt, dreamt of the impossible, dreamt of the mthyical, the mystical. She was intrigued, subjegated, locked in trance. She was hopeful. Her eyes gleamed with excitement. Through me she saw the avenues that where hidden to her by life, by the universe, by God. Her reality was renewed, refreshed and she was rejuvenated. It was like she was a child again, innocent and pure eagerly waiting for Christmas with all its cheer, new clothes and presents. She believed in me like a Christian blinded by faith, for she could see the potential. She was a visionary who understood that to attain success you have to give up what is, to sustain what could be. A long shot? Sure, but in life you have to gamble on yourself. Bet on yourself to beat the odds and get even with the universe. Believe it or not, everything in the world is set up for you to win. Life is all about you, life revolves around you. You are the center of the universe. She projected onto me, bid all her money on me, attached her spirit on me, me – the biggest underdog in the world. Her energy is not misplaced.
I have demon that possess me. It helps me do things that are above me. I have learned to harness the energy and power of this demon within me. When I engage in a creative activity, it takes a hold of me and forcefully pushes me aside. I let it man-handle and dominate me. I let it take control of my body. I let it roam freely in my mind. I find that the demon makes me better in the activities of life even though I am prisoner to it, a slave, a passenger, an accomplice. I don’t know where the energy of the demon comes from, it’s so violent, unsympathetic, unrestricted and chaotic. The demon has explored other domains of my life like a cancer. It now dictates my everyday life, leaving me with time to detach from my body. I often float over my body like a ghost, observing beforehand the routes that will accommodate my structure of being. My demon has allowed me to operate in two realms. It is because of this that I live life with absolute confidence, I know I am not alone. I found that invisible forces are always conspiring in my favor – the only requirement being that I listen to the demon, that I let it consume me and make all the decisions. I found that the universe only wants me to nurture the demon, to take care of it, to stand by it and be proud of it. The demon is that inner voice in all of us. You see I found out that somehow, unconsciously we already know what we want, we are not lost in some maze, we are not the labels the world assigns to us – we are greatness! I found that to get what we are rightly entitled to [greatness] we need to follow our inner voices, our demons.
This has been reflected in history. Legendary artist Leonardo Da Vinci, work only on his paintings when his demon took ahold of him. He was very passionate about his work, he would work on a painting for 7 years incorporating realistic details on his artworks. Commentators often referred to Da Vinci as a procastinator. Because of those comments, history is unfavorable to such commentators. They are simply shunned and relegated to a world of fools. Da Vinci’s artworks are timeless and ranked among the most expensive in the world because of the time he spent working on them, because of the spectacular detail he added, because of the times he didn’t work on the paintings because he couldn’t access his demon. In making the perfect art, all conditions have to be perfect every time – you have to be one with yourself, you need to listen to your inner voice. Urban Poet, Kanye West created the perfect craft in 2010 with the release of “My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy”. He explained that the album took 5000 hours of manpower to create. The album is a burst of creative energy concocted by Kanye West’s demon. The title of the album is so descriptive and animated. The album is a piece of destiny and immortality. Another example of an artist who was consumed by his demon when he was working on his craft is Urban Poet Kendrick Lamar, who created without a doubt the greatest hip-hop album of all time with “To Pimp A Butterfly”. For the creative process of the album, he had to go to South Africa to learn more about apartheid and Nelson Mandela. The album explores human nature, greed, self-gratification and expediency, existentialism, suicide, self-appraisal and self-love, money, the plasticity of the human soul, self-exploration, fulfillment, peace and death. The album has been dubbed a classic and was recognized by the Academy who awarded it 5 Grammy awards. On the last song, “Mortal Man”, in a conversation with hip-hop legend 2Pac, Kendrick Lamar talks about his demon and how the spirits come from nowhere to possess him. He explains that he sometimes doesn’t know what type of energy his going to bring out into the world. 2Pac concurs and seems to understand, he responds that it’s the spirits of the “dead homies” speaking through him and that they are just the outlets. That is a sophisticated analogy considering Carl Jung’s work on the collective unconscious.
Dragon Ball is such a sophisticated show. It’s so rich in content, it is so intelligent. There’s no limit to creativity and genius in the human spirit. I salute the creators and developers of the show. The genius of Dragon Ball is that they depict life and reality as energy. This view concurs with the fundamental universal law that we all come from the same source. Everything in the universe is energy from our thoughts, to the animals, plants, mountainsoceans and rivers. Everything emits a frequency. Everything vibrates and everything is linked. Also, death is an abstract concept in the show because energy cannot be destroyed. Instead the warriors who are defeated transcend into some sort of utopia and attain a halo above their heads. These warriors are “dead” but they exist and they also retain all their memories, abilities and skills. This is a sophisticated analogy considering that information is indestructible. This form of existence represents a transfer of energy from one point to another. This is in accordance with the laws of physics. And so the departed warriors can be wished back with Dragon Balls that summon a dragon that can grant any wish. In addition to covering the the laws of physics, the show deals with morality, mastery and self-realization in the storyline. The shows lead, Goku is the archetype of the hero. He shares the same qualities as Jesus, and Neo from The Matrix in the regard that he too is a dead man that was resurrected. Goku is the savior, the one. By trait Goku is an open minded individual who strives to be better and better. His childlike persona blinds him to his limits and enables him to push through any barrier. The will to always be better enables him to surpass limitations imposed on him by his mortal body. It is this will that puts him on par with the God’s in the Tournament Of Power. The tournament of power is a tournament that gathered together the strongest fighters in the cosmos with the intention of finding out which is the strongest Universe. Participating in the tournament are 11 Universes that have 10 fighters in a team. If all fighters in the team are eliminated, the given Universe will be wiped out from existence. The last team standing in the battle royale wins the tournament and gets the super Dragon Balls. In the tournament Goku and his team mates encounter an unbeatable foe by the name of Jiren. Jiren is the most powerful fighter in the cosmos. He has denied himself worldly pursuits to be the greatest warrior in the cosmos. Jiren is a warrior of tremendous skill and focus, he is the ultimate master of his trade. Early in the competition Goku and Jiren engage in a battle and Goku while giving his all is defeated without much effort from Jiren. After dispatching of Goku, Jiren coming to the conclusion that no one is worthy or strong enough to fight him decides to conserve his energy and meditates. The fight between Goku and Jiren was a mismatch, one sided and bitterly disappointing. Still, that didnt deter Goku and he continued progressing in the tournament. Ultimately Goku reaches and perfects a form that even God’s have great difficulty getting to, let alone perfect it. This form “Autonomous Ultra Instinct” enabled Goku to be stronger than Jiren. This form comes from Goku pushing past his limits. It comes from not knowing when to quit. It is an admirable quality, one of the hero. The character of Goku teaches one how to live. To be courageous and bold. To push through our limits and keep getting better. Goku teaches us to be open minded. When he was compiling his team for the tournament, he approached the ruthless, sinister and evil Emperor Freeza; a foe he dispatched off and sent to hell. Emperor Freeza is the opposite of Goku and yet Goku was accomodative and fair promising to reinstate Freeza’s life if they win the tournament with the super dragon balls. In the end it is Goku and Freeza who eliminate the great Jiren from the tournament of power and in the process sparing their Universes fate. For his efforts Emperor Freezas life is reinstated. Defeating Jiren required teamwork, it required two opposite extremes in Goku and Freeza working together for a common goal. Emperor Freeza is also the hero but with flawed morality. This is insightful because morality is often subjective. Just maybe his methodology is just foreign. Philosopher Michael Walzer states: Justice is relative to social meanings. A given society is just if its substantive is lived in a certain way, in a way that is faithful to the shared understandings of the members. This teaches us that the devil can also be the hero – context matters of course. But let’s go back to Goku. Immanuel Kant teaches that “A good will isn’t good because of what it effects or accomplishes. It’s good in itself.” This is the main difference between Goku and Freeza. Freezas assistance was categorical while Goku was imperical. Still, the duality of these two identical characters was beautiful to see. Goku teaches us to be progressive. He teaches us about not letting the childlike spirit in our lives die. Goku teaches us about friendship and family. He teaches us gratitude and love. He teaches us not to be scared of death. He teaches us how to be heros in our own lives.
The Universe has commenced with my repayment plan. The first seed has been deposited. I should be a multi-millionaire in 2-3 years. Am I entitled, bigheaded, boastful and arrogant? Sure, but I also deserve what’s coming to me. In life you get what you deserve not what you need or want. I labored and planted seeds for my future, this is not the ego talking, it’s the farmer. Besides, the world needs me. It’s almost my turn to serve millions. Geez, I don’t know what to say I am honored. You see, I was right choosing myself. Choosing to educate myself. Choosing to better myself. Choosing to walk all the way to the library in Sandton, despite the fact that it’s 14 kms round-trip. I would walk over 70 km’s a week, 280 km’s a month and 3360 km’s a year for knowledge, for self-improvement. I did it with discipline, Mr. Consistency, I told you I never change; I was the first person in the library and the last one out. That’s dedication, I did it 9-5 style. I chose to make myself valuable in the domains that appealed to me, the domains I felt I would be successful. I took my time. Sacrificed expediency and looked decades ahead, I am a visionary after all. Maybe this is a narcissistic rant but it’s also greatness. You can’t do anything to me. I have simply become too good. Nothing but death can stop me. I am going to do this life thing my way. What’s the point of doing average in a Universe where everything ultimately fades? If that’s your attitude, why do anything at all? Why not have a real go at it and become great? This was all planned. I am the pick of the crop. I am the chosen one. I am a blend of bourgeois and the streets. I work harder. I risk more. I am more patient. I am disciplined. I have cultivated more skills that can make me rich. There’s no ways that I am not going to be rich, it’s impossible! Even if I have to wait for another 10 years, the end result is the same. I am destined to be a Billionaire, that’s life, that’s the way it is, that’s the way it was written, I mean what can I say? Everything around me grows and blossoms, after all its my profession, I am a farmer. I am also an Investor, businessman, writer and a musician. Hahaha, you wasting my time, I’d rather talk with the Universe. I’ll leave the passage of time to do all the talking for me. You will understand my greatness one day.
I want a femme fatale like Sharon Stone, Hi Ginger! Hi there, Cleopatra. Hi there Robot Lady from Ex-Machina, I can’t believe that boy fell for your tricks, what a moron! Hi there Albertine, thank you for the lessons Proust. I want a dangerous woman who will lead me to my eventual death. One who is a master manipulator who will attune to my moods like a satellite. A woman who will string my ego like Beethoven. Play me against my friends and family like a piano and reside in my subconscious mind like a repressed memory. I want a femme fatale who is narcissistic and gains from other people’s misfortunes. A girl who is promicuous and dirty like linen on the washing line. One who uses her sexuality to make me yield. I want a liar who will make me suffer. I want a flirt who will fill my gastank with jealously and thoughts of suicide. I want a femme fatale to seduce me and play to my repressed desires. I want her to study and reflect my frailties like a mirror. I want her to stalk and devour me like a predictor. I want her undivided attention. I want her craftsmanship. I want her talents, her expectise. I want her body and the way her clothes always accentuate her features; I am talking legs, thighs, ass and boobs. I want her sweet talk and low pitched voice. I want her suggestive eyes that imply nothing. I want her short skirts and red lip stick. I want her poisoned red apple covered in cyanide. I want her detached demeanor. I want deceit. Oh, please tell me another lie. I want a bruised ego and a tumorous existence. I want to be one of her victims. I want a femme fatale who will tease me and string me along like Pinocchio, one who will make me feel like a real boy. I want a femme fatale to play with my emotions like a toy. A woman who is cold and distant. I want a femme fatale to lure me into traps like a spider with its webs. Like a snake in the grass. A woman who will destroy my life and all the progress I have made. A woman who is materialistic and doesn’t care about me. I need a femme fatale to use me and dispose of me like garbage in a dumping site. I need a femme fatale to use me for sex and all her deep-rooted insecurities and issues. I want Satan in her red bottom heels and Louis Vuitton handbag. I want Satan with all her glory and greatness. I want her to torment me, haunt me, possess me, punish and decapitate my prospects. I want a femme fatale with her make-up and kayfabe. I want her drama and co-ordinated chaos. A woman who is an egotistical narcissistic, a woman whose ambition is to destroy me.
The world please hear me out. This is not another narcissistic rant. This is real, this is evident. He is the greatest human being on earth. His got the magic. His incredible. He is the greatest. My man Jigga, other wise known as Jay – Z. He is Kanyes big brother and the one who brought on J. Cole in the game. If that’s not enough, he has signed Marcus Rashford and Kevin De Bruyne on his management company; soccer fans I know I’ve got your attention. Jay-Z again known as Shaun Carter is my favorite person in the world. He is great. He is black. His a winner and he educates – He shares his wisdom with the world. He is supremely intelligent; book smart and street smart. His a servant of his will and destiny. He is my favorite rapper. Sorry Common, Kanye West, J. Cole and Kendrick Lamar but this is hard for me, please understand me. You know Jigga, Kendrick, Jigga probably influenced you and Cole Jigga signed you! Common you mirrored Jiggas energy on your single “His Love”, fine he did it first but you responded. And well Kanye, Jigga is your big brother – the guy who got you out of your Mammas house and helped you buy her a house. Jigga has always been great and he will continue being great, I have confidence in him. He will never disappoint me, never has, never will. Kanye please continue matching Jay, I also want you to be great. Keep delivering that jab, every punch counts. I have deep faith in you. It’s because of you that I am in the game. Thanks Kanye. You are my best friend. My subconscious, that place in my mind telling me to be the best that I can be, like the hero, Goku, Mr. Autonomous Ultra Instinct, the absolute messiah. You are great Kanye but Jay has been doing this longer. Plus he is a better businessman and Investor. Fine, “better” is a subjective term and I am being biased but this is a JAY-Z post, everything takes the backseat. And well, I am both, I identity with Jay more. You produced hits for him. He used you to propel himself to the top. You have no chance! But don’t feel bad, no one has a chance. And let’s face it Kanye, you’re a bit crazy but that’s okay because it’s your source of power. Jay is the chosen one that’s just how it is. Let’s not forget his the first Billionaire rapper. Yea, his that great, haven’t you been listening? Jigga represents a level I aspire to be. His the best man. I mean Beyonce? Who can beat that? It’s impossible! They are the greatest couple in the history of this world. Well done Jay for the excellent deal of securing Beyonce. I am positive it wasn’t much of a challenge for you. Besides, you created “Beyonce”, relax Beehive, this is a Jigga post. You had a blueprint and you won. You changed your paradigm and won, it’s that simple, that’s life. It takes time. It takes habit, to be the greatest of all time. Who comes closer to Jigga? Nas? No he wasn’t consistent enough, and Jigga signed him. Biggy? Two albums are not enough? Tupac? He was Biggys rival. So to answer that question, no one even comes close to Jigga. My big brother was Bigs brother, used to be Dames and Hip brother, who is no ID friend, no ID my mentor let the story begin. I remember that awesome verse on Kanye’s “Diamonds from Sierra Leone”, it was a burst of amazing powerful energy, it was magic like smoke on the stage and you pulled up a line that resonates with me so much, you said “impossible takes a week, I do this in my sleep”. Wow! Such confidence, such arrogance, the showmanship, the charisma! Wait! Let’s not forget that last line on “Never let you down” by Kanye. “Hovs a living legend and I’ll tell you why, everybody wanna be Hov and Hovs still alive.” OHHH! Yes, Hova I wanna be you! Jay, I also believe that there is nothing I can’t do. Maybe it’s youthful exuberance but I doubt it, right now on this text, I promise to never change, I promise to never betray my heart. I have blind faith in myself Jigga, and not only am I going to be a great man, I am also going to be a Billionaire or I will die trying. It’s strange how Kanye’s energy is all about this text. Kanye is also a Billionaire and he achieved this feat faster than Jay. Could it be that Kanye is better than Jay? I think Kanye West and Jay -Z are an archetype. They are the same person. Plus, they both got their big breaks aged 26 – surely that’s not a coincidence. The Universe is a wonderful and interesting place.
As a side note, Reasonable Doubt, The Blueprint and The Black Album are 3 of the greatest hip-hop albums ever created. Thank you Jigga and well that “Never Change” record changed my life! It would be a huge injustice if I didn’t reference “Watch The Throne”, that right there is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me! I mean two of my favorite rappers of all time combining to create an album, it didn’t disappoint too! I mean the first track of the album was “No Church In The Wild” WTF! It was incredible! Everything about “Watch The Throne” was incredible, the music, the content, the visuals, it was content on another level, a once in a lifetime project and I was there! I got the album, I was a part of the culture, it defined me! Thank you Jay-Z, thank you Kanye, thank you God, thank you Universe! God bless everyone!
Well done, you did so well. You didn’t let the world change you. You made it to 26 with your opinion and unique perspective. Your haters don’t have anything on you, let them talk – empty cans make the most noise. You achieved amazing goals. You are well on your way. Reality corresponds with your vision. You will win like all your heroes. You’ll be pleased to know that the stars aligned for them at twenty-six. You’re next. They too have a relentless desire to be better than the previous day. They too are learning machines. They too had what you have in your eyes, that ambition. Keep nurturing that childlike spirit. Keep on moving forward. Keep on building relations. Step into unexplored territory. Keep on dominating. Keep innovating. Maintain the hunger, maintain the stamina. Keep on showing up. Stay consistency. It’s too late now, no one can stop you except for yourself. You did it. Destiny will begin unfolding in front of your eyes. It’s not a coincidence that Messi won Copa America, this is deliberate like premeditated murder. Messi winning represents a paradigm shift. You now have Messi, Ronaldo and Xavi. God is with you in everything you do. Everything is with you. Everything is within. Be prepared. Soon you’ll have everything you want. Don’t forget to use your influence to affect a positive change. Give. Love. Be emphatic. Be a man of your word. Respect everyone. Never forget who you are. Don’t disgrace yourself. Take care of yourself. Exercise and eat the right food, true wealth is health. Be a role model, someone people aspire to be like. Be an inspiration and a source of pride. Be the best. Win. Collect your trophies. Twenty-six is just the beginning.
Remember, to whom much is given, much is expected. Never take your position of power for granted, it’s your responsibility to make the world better than you found it. The world is yours, no pressure.
I am convinced that there is nothing better than a Xhosa woman. They rank at the pinnacle when it comes to the women of the world. Of course, this is only my experience, my map of reality. Xhosa women have that something extra, that something special. Apologies that I don’t have the vocabulary to describe them but how do you describe someone like Arjen Robben operating on the right flank? I know I am drifting towards soccer but please bear with me, I am making a point. Do you have the superlatives to describe the brilliance of Arjen Robben? Someone who dominated football with his trademark finish. You know it’s coming, you know his going to cut in from the right and curl the ball with his left foot. You have seen it a million times, you have analyzed it with attention and great detail, you know it’s coming and yet there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it. How do you describe that phenomenon? What do you say? I think Xhosa women are like that. You can’t describe them. All you can say is “that’s something special”. I have been in love with Xhosa women all my life. They are my cheat code. They make me weak on my knees. Plus they have a Miss Universe, how do you beat that? It’s impossible! Zozi Tunzi is a standard, a real thing of beauty, she’s something special. I have at least 2 Xhosa women in my top 5. I remember I used to have a crush on Zolani from “Freshly Ground”, remember those guys, remember Zolani? Ah, she was something special! Congratulations to the whole group for making authentic beautiful music music, I am still a fan. Imagine Eastern Cape, a place where they are made. Isn’t that place heaven? I think the Xhosa tribe have a good energy. As a people they are progressive and they have vision. They are an intelligent people. I mean how do you beat Nelson Mandela and Trevor Noah? That’s huge! Xhosa people are our best. This comes from a subjective reality and analysis. This is bias commentary, this comes from my love for Xhosa women. Xhosa women are rooted in my past. My first kiss was with a Xhosa girl. I fell in love for the first time with a Xhosa girl. I imagine my future life with a Xhosa woman. I want to be Proust and recapture lost time. I want to be self-indulgent and reminisce about the past. Also, I am done reading “In search of lost time”. I did it with a year to spare. Thank you for the lessons Proust, you taught me so much about life. I can’t believe how I enjoyed reading your book but I digress. This is my conversation with the Universe. I also hope to attract a good quality Xhosa woman, so to the Universe do your thing man.
I love the Facebook tradeoff, sure it’s exploitative but it gives you a choice. Choices are good because we are all in charge of our lives. Like I stated in the past Facebook has a wonderful business model, I envy Zuckerberg and the team that started it all. I like the tradeoff like “give us all your data, we want to know what makes you tick, we want to know your location, we want to know your favorite food, your favorite movies, books hobbies, we want to know what makes you laugh, what outrages you, we want all your memories and pictures, we want to know your virtual communities, we want to know your dreams and hopes, we want to know EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU and in exchange for all your data, we will show you pictures of your crush. Fair trade don’t you think? What would I do without Facebook? These guys are life-savers! I recently saw a picture of my crush and I lost my mind! Damn! She’s still the hottest thing under the sun. My Xhosa Queen, the woman of my dreams. So it seems like I am still a customer Facebook, you can have all my data! “Fell in love through photographs, I don’t even know your name, wonder if you follow back, I hope to see you one day, I won’t show my nigga now, I’ll keep this one for myself, love today has gone digital and it’s messing with my health.” Oh Cole my nigger! But maybe that song is misleading, I didn’t fall in love with my Xhosa Queen through photographs. I was mesmerized by her beauty every day. And she used to send me pictures, pictures that made my mind moonwalk. I can’t put into words how her energy made me feel. She was truly something special. I was in love with her, she was awesome and had everything in the world that I wanted. She was perfect. What a compliment the concept of love is. When you are in love with someone, you are observant and focused on that person and in time you get to know everything about that particular person. You get to know the walk, how she stands, how she sits, her body posture, the back of her head, her voice and her laugh. All this becomes second nature to you. You are intrigued by her and want to know everything about her. You can’t wait to see her and when you don’t the day is automatically wasted. I felt a void in me when I didn’t see her. It was a physical void that could not be filled. My energy was down and my spirits could not be lifted. For the day, I would be like a phone on flight mode, utterly useless. Like the Goddess she was, she had the power to make my day. She constructed my ideal of reality. Her presence and energy nourished my soul. Seeing her motivated me, because if a woman can’t motivate you, what can? Maybe I should start from the beginning. This is the story of the first Xhosa girl in my top 5.
She was one of the girls I have ever fallen in love with. I had known her since our teenage years. I waited after High School to ask her out. I expressed my undying for her. To help me with my course, I had chocolate, I had learned how to design logos and I designed one in a form of her name, it was so dope and I wrote her poetry. I fitted all the content (the logo and poetry) on one A4 paper and I laminated the paper, in my mind to make it last forever. Damn! The whole lamination process was expensive! It cost my R20! But it was fine, I had a vision and I needed to do everything in my power to get this girl. She was too important to me. The chocolate cost me R15 and transportation costs would be around R40 roundtrip. This was good. I was motivated. We met up and we had a good time. We had a good conversation and I went on the offensive. She listened to my story and gave me an audience. We hugged and we parted ways. I remember feeling good about myself. The metamorphosis was complete, I transformed into a butterfly that day. Finally, I did it! I was relieved. I was proud, now I can die in peace. It was a very good day. However, I was too overzealous and persistent. We were not on the same wavelength. Poor girl, I was relentless, it was embarrassing. I was unfair and selfish. I was too expedient. I wanted her right now! But she handled everything like an expert, a pro, she is so good, she is too intelligent. I am talking about Emotional Intelligence and the ability to regulate other people’s emotion. To control the situation and steer it in the direction that was best for the both of us. Wow, I was impressed, she was awe-inspiring. What a woman! I understood that time was my best shot. I needed to be patient. I needed to respect her. I needed to be more sensible. I needed to be her friend. I needed to be a human being. And so I started playing the long game, it was my only chance, I couldn’t risk pushing her away, she is important, her spirit motivates me somehow, I can’t explain it, she’s just something special. I was willing to do anything, she was worth it. I believed I worked harder than anyone, I believed I was more patient than anyone, I believed with time I would have a chance. And I did, it took a couple of years but the game plan was a success. She started giving me her time and we would meet and have awesome, awesome conversations. She told me about her life, her family, her hopes and dreams and I was in heaven. To the Universe thank you for giving me time with her, I am appreciative and grateful. She was worth the time, the years, the effort, she was worth everything, My Xhosa Queen.
Getting addicted to books is the best thing I have ever done for myself. When I was in my teen years I heeded the advice of my heroes, they all seemed to have one thing in common, reading. So I started reading everything I could get my hands on. From Dale Carnegie, to Robert Kiyosaki and Napoleon Hill. I remember when I first read “Think and grow rich”, I was intrigued, I studied the book, I made notes, made use of highlighters for the first time in my life, I was 15 and it was incredible! I felt like I had a vault of gold. One of the most impactful books I have ever read. I remember reading chapter 11, the chapter about sex transmutation and I thought it was suspect. “Nope, not a chance” I thought. It just didn’t make sense to me. I was a teenager, all I was thinking about was having sex. I was conflicted. I didn’t want it to be true. It was such a sacrifice, no sex to attain a level of success? Still, I was so in love with the idea of being rich that I would do anything. I started embracing the idea. At 20, while my peers and friends were having sex or claimed to be having sex, I started writing a screenplay and I transmuted the energy of sex into the project. Hill stated that if you transmuted the energy of sex into a creative endeavor, it would attain genius level. I wanted that and so I implemented his teachings. I always had ideas, I was always in a creative fever, I wrote for hours and often lost track of time, my focus was optimal, I was continuously in a state of flow, I had the time of my life. I had so much creative energy that I created two sequels for the screenplay. In fact, I had to force myself to stop writing. If it weren’t for the transmutation, I never would have wrote my screenplay. I realized Napoleon Hill was right. As an added bonus, the people who used transmutation were legends, I am talking about Einstein, Edison, Mozart, Washington, Oscar Wilde, Tesla, Shakespeare, Nietzsche, Napoleon Barnaporte and many other great men – without a doubt transmutation elevated mediocre work to great work – genius level work. Now all I see in my map of experience is works of transmutation from all my heroes. They all share the characteristics Hill mentioned. They are full of enthusiasm, they have a positive mental energy that radiates, a personality that is contagious, they are creative and they are super rich. The emotion of sex works and it makes sense because sex in itself is a ritual of creation. That’s when the flood gates opened up for me.
I realized I could get an advantage over people who didn’t read. I realized that I could know more and that would enable me to do more. It hit me like a sniper on the rooftop that I was onto something special. I got addicted to books and the library became my favorite place in the world. The way I saw it was that I was internalizing what took a person a whole lifetime to learn in a couple of hundred pages. It was like a cheat code for life. Finishing a book always made me feel like a winner. It still does. I think I’ve read all books on Finance. Fine, not all but most, I am talking about Classics and Bestsellers. Reading Proust was a drag at first because in my mind, I always had the thought that I was going to read over 4000 pages. In order not overwhelm myself, I decided that I would read the book in a period of 3 years – that’s two volumes a year. It was a good plan. I was after all reading other books, and literature wasn’t really a favorite, I preferred books on Finance, Psychology & Philosophy. To Robert Greene, I salute you, I have read all your books, I love them all, I look forward to your upcoming works, you are one of my favorite authors ever. Dr. Jordon B. Peterson, Maps of Meaning influenced me so much. I swear it changed how I perceived reality. Thank you for that wonderful gift, it’s one of my favorite books of all time. Anyways, the first year I followed through and read the two volumes of Proust, and the next year I devoured the remaining volumes. I finished reading the book way before the fat lady started singing. I couldn’t follow the initial schedule, I wanted to read more, I was hooked. Proust took me to incredible places. I got acquainted with so many great and intelligent people. The creme de la creme of French society, I am talking about aristocracy, Kings, Queens, Princes, Princesses, Ducs, Duchesses, Intellectuals, War heroes, the best artists and just the best people in all walks of life. I learned different mannerisms. He taught me how to be social and emotionally intelligent. His words could paint a picture better than Picasso. He taught me about love, friends, suffering, old age and death. He taught me how to be a gentleman. He taught me about perspective and delaying gratification; your 60 year old self is a product of your 25 year old self, make the right decisions, don’t be expedient, your 60 year old self won’t appreciate it. Reading his book is the best thing I have done in my young life. I know what life has to offer to me in its entirety because of Proust, he gave me his whole life on a silver platter, after he finished writing the last chapter he died – I cheated life.
The Universe has recently opened up a reality for me that I can talk about business endlessly. A reality with smart people where I can talk about Steve Jobs, Elon Musk and Jeff Bezos. A reality where we exchange ideas and book recommendations. A reality where ambition is the norm. A reality where we use words like “Market Research”, “Board of directors”, “Investments”, “Serve”, “Monetize” and “Innovation”. A reality where only the best are chosen. A reality where fools are not accommodated. A reality for somebody like me. Wow! Look at what books have done for my life. That’s what I want, to be around the best people, people who are better than me. Winners. Conquerers. Millionaires and Billionaires who are serving large numbers, people who are chasing worthwhile deals. This is the only thing I care about.
P.S. It would be criminal if I composed a post on books and I omitted “The Intelligent Investor” by Benjamin Graham – my best book purchase! I love it, it makes sense, one of the reasons I am an Investor. Shout out Warren Buffet who taught me so much; to have an Innerscore card, operate with a margin of safety, operate within your circle of competence, be ambitious, be patient, love what you do, make a lot of money and give it away – priceless.
antakalipa 