Remember you are going to die. It’s inescapable. 500 Billion people died before you and you are next. We can make claims about the afterlife, heaven, reincarnation and 7 virgins but we don’t have proof. It’s all speculations like a day-trader. None of the people who died ever came back, including Jesus. We do know one thing though, that when you dead you stop existing, you become nothing. So how did you die? Did you live out your dreams or did you let the world change you and became bitter in the process? Who do you blame for your failures and own insufficiencies? Did you make the best out of the time you were given? Were you present and grateful in every moment? Were you aware of the magnificence of life? Were you loved? Would someone hide you if you were in trouble? Were you a blessing in somebody’s life? Did you leave your mark? Is the world slightly better because you existed? Did you treat people well? Were people and even animals happy to see you? Did you love enough? Memento Mori my friend, you are going to die. Be present and do all that you can while you can smell the flowers.
The Universe has been telling me to change my ways but I’ve been too steady and complacent. It’s my fault, I deserve the robbery. It was a typical Friday and I had on my SpongeBob shirt, my awesome silver Cassio watch, my neck beeds and my classic “Champion” jacket. In my pocket I had my keys and my Mint cellphone. It was a signature great day. I went to my friend’s which is a 18-24 minutes walk and we had a great time. At around 1 o’clock in the morning, I decided that I want to go home, I was tired. So I walked back home. I know it’s irresponsible to walk home so late especially in Alex, Gomora but I’ve been doing this for years. Plus I don’t think I would be robbed, hurt or killed. You see the most important thing is the walk, it is your posture, your steps, you have to project a confident aura and no one will fuck with you. Your shoulders must be broad and open, make that alpha walk an inherent part of you. Look like you might do shit! That’s what I learned and it has served me well thus far. Plus, I have Inside knowledge, I chill with niggas who rob and steal at the corners. The insight I’ve gained is that niggas are hungry, I can relate, they don’t want trouble, in fact they are good guys, they don’t want to hurt anybody, they just want your possessions so they can flip them. It’s that simple, they are professionals conducting a transaction, I can appreciate that, I understand. It is Darwins survival of the fittest, they don’t have much options, go for the weakest prey. I made myself a target. No one is born with hate in their hearts, the truth is that we all need to do what we can to make it through. This is true for everyone in the world and so everybody can relate. Besides if you are dumb enough to walk alone in the AMs of the morning, you probably deserve it. You are passive and comfortable. You think life is a given, the Universe needs to shake you up. That’s what happened to me.
For the record, I don’t think I’m passive and comfortable, I just feel that there’s nothing that I can’t do. I live life with no fear. I feel that there’s nothing I can’t handle and I do what I want. Besides niggas bleed just like you so I am not scared of anybody. If you are going to win, win because you have a better hand. They had a better hand. I was walking alone in the dark, the place was quiet as a graveyard. If you had dropped a pin the sound would be audible. My strides were long and fast paced. Then out of nowhere 3 guys appeared in front on me. One guy approached me and cocked his gun. The sound was cold and metallic. “cling-cling”. It was death appearing like a bad dream and I was lucid. I stopped but I was unfazed. I was trapped. I was under their control. I was calm, everything was just surreal. I knew what they wanted. I understood their mentality. I decided to cooperate and give them what they wanted, it wasn’t like I had a choice. The guy with the gun was like: “we got you now, you didn’t think this day was coming didn’t you, welcome to hell” but in vernacular. Another guy came up to me and started searching me to the third guys demands. I was still cool, undeterred, not bothered, I accepted the situation for what it was. To be honest, I knew that this day had to come sometime. I was relaxed, they got nothing of me in terms of emotions, I was blank as a canvas. They instructed me to keep walking forward while they searched me and so I did for a while. They took my phone, my keys and my watch and so I stopped walking. As if to signal, enough guys you have everything, now can I go back to my life? I was still in control, they can’t deny me of my will. As I stopped, they stopped, that’s when I realized my power and saw weakness on theirs. They were accident murderers, you know, shook one’s. I didn’t challenge them because they might hurt me to prove their dominance but I was superior. Niggas is reckless when they have power in their hands. One bad move or misplaced comment and ‘Bang Bang’. So relax. My control of the situation was subtle. Being passive and listening to their demands gave them the illusion of power. When I asserted myself, they didn’t know what to do because I had cooperated at first, plus they already had my phone, watch and keys so it wasn’t worth it. As I stopped walking and listening to their demands, they guy dictating the robbery said, “take that Champion jacket too.” I was shattered. They took it off me and all that mental superiority evaporated like steam. I felt helpless as a new born baby. After they took my jacket, I just left because I still had my pride. I didn’t let them dismiss me, I didn’t give them that power, they never had that power. All they had was a tool that helped facilitate the reposition process more effectively, that’s it. It was a professional encounter, they took my valuables, no one was hurt, the process was smooth and everybody was happy. I was happy too because I got to test myself in a high pressure situation and it didn’t get to me. It was like I was above the whole situation like Jesus when he walked on water. It was a stress test and I passed with flying colors. I was patient with them. I read the situation, their body language, their mannerisms and followed the cues. I learned that emotional intelligence is everything because we are all emotional creatures. Moreover for them because their lives are dictated by the amygdala, fear and survival makes up their reality. I learned that love triumphs fear. Have humility. Be soft, yield, be like water and move with the waves, anything other than that is counterproductive. Be present to people’s emotions and mannerisms so you can at least have a chance to guide the ship. I don’t blame them because they are my brothers and I love them, I understand. Life is difficult and on that day I was the sucker who made their excursion worth it. Overall it was a successful robbery like the last scene of “Pulp Fiction” and I am Samuel L. Jackson.
It helps being minimalist because the things they took are not worth much in terms of monetary value but sentimentally they meant everything to me. I transferred a lot of emotions to my watch, jacket and cellphone. Kalushi gave me that Cassio watch with a lot of love. It represents friendship and our pure entrepreneurial drive when we started our farm with big plans and dreams in mind. He is a good friend and I feel they took his spirit away from me. My cellphone was 6 years old, KG, a legend, one of the best people I know recommended that I buy that cellphone back in 2015. It was such a deal! A steal really. It cost R100 and it had Bluetooth, radio, internet, mp3 and had a 4gb memory card. Back then a 4gb memory card alone cost R80! But for R100 I got a phone with all those features and a memory card. It makes sense that Kg was the one who spotted that deal because his a legend and that deal was so legendary. It feels like they took the wisdom of Kg away from me. And my “Champion” jacket was bought in the 1990’s in London. It belonged to my father. It was vintage and so cool, I loved it, it was my favorite jacket, it somehow toppled my leather jacket. They took a gift that was hereditary, something with value and substance. I am gutted but that’s life for you and as you grow up things get taken away from you. This forsters growth and the opportunity to evolve because change is the only permanent thing. I am grateful for the experience, I know it’s all God’s plan. This is to make me better. I am happy it happened because now I get to reflect and concoct a way forward. There’s a beauty in seeing life as a blessing, a gift.
I do what I want, when I want, on my own terms. If it don’t feel right, I don’t do it, that’s it.
I was never born to take orders, forget it. I roll my own dice and I always win, I never take chances.
Not affected by outside commentary. You think a Lion contends himself with the opinions of Zebras. Nah, they just prey and I’ve got too much pride.
Creativity off the charts. Charisma on steroids that I always fail a test. You can’t test me, I am the examiner who flips the script on you. Check the memo, I am the most consistent, most talented and most likely to be a Billionaire.
I am Ray Charles to all my haters, try stimulating my other senses, that’s if you can get close to me. I am so high on the agenda that you are not a topic. insignificant, a Roch I just step on, not worth my energy, I am the gatekeeper and your 15 minutes are up.
I am inevitable like Thanos, that’s it. I am impenetrable like a vest, that’s it. I repel bad energy like deodorant, that’s it. Nothing can stop me, that’s it. I am the greatest, that’s it.
I have R100 and it has to serve me for the whole month. I need to be intelligent and allocate the capital in avenues that will deliver consistent payoffs. I need to stretch time and survive by the day. That’s the most in important thing, survival. Here’s my plan; buy brown bread from Shoprite, it costs R5 and then divide the bread for 3 days. White bread is expensive, it costs R9. Then buy “Crack a snack” 50 pack, it costs R30. Water is free, so that’s great. What I have left over is R65. My nigga Thato Katane, (great guy with enthusiasm and gratitude) showed me a couple of places where I can buy chips for R5. Imagine that R5! So cost effective, so economical. So practical and effective for when you are in survival mode. Salute mpinch ya ka, I love you and respect you, genuinely, thank you for all that you have taught me, I have internalized everything in my subconscious mind and some lessons form part of my persona; you’re my brother forever. You are the realest person I know and I appreciate you. When you first heard my music, you marveled and said I was talented, you were the first to see it, you made me feel good. Thank you. God bless you, may he grant you your hearts desires. But I digress. The product is great too. One place in particular, 6th Avenue, Johnbrant. I feel a bit guilty buying there because the chef adds so much value to those potatoes. He adds his time and expertise. Man, I hope the shop is profitable, the service and product helps so many people. God bless the shops that are serving people in that capacity, you guys are God sent. Anyways, I’ll buy a packet of chips every two weeks on a Tuesday – that’s R10. My Tuesdays are usually busy and so I have to be on my game. Every two weeks on Tuesdays will be my days when I ball out and spoil myself. This is good for morale; you cannot understate or underestimate the importance of morale, it is everything. That will leave me with R50. I bought a packet of chips this week when I bought bread and “Crack a snacks”. With R50 I can buy 10 loaves of bread during the course of the month. And because I only buy a loaf every three days, I have a good chance to make it through the month. That’s so positive. That’s great. Thank you God for keeping me going. Thank you Universe for this moment, this opportunity to grow and be better. We push, we stretch, we fight harder, in the end we will make it. Freedom is a state of being. We live life without any fears, we can take on anything. Our strength and confidence comes from within and so we are able to navigate this world effortlessly and conquer. We bend and distort reality to our liking. We never compromise on our values. We are consistent. Our victory is a mathematical certainty.
He said I still don’t know what I want to do with my life and it scares me. The expectations of everyone are putting me in the deep end and I don’t know how to swim. And so I am drowning, overwhelmed by everyone’s ideas of my life. I am reminded of the illusion of time and how I am not getting any younger. My peers are already settled but what does that mean? Because all I see is slow death that creeps on you like tobacco. The life of my peers is the cancer that grows and spreads exponentially. They have stopped living and are on a gradual decline to death. My peers are living quiet lives of desperation. Characterized by doing the same things everyday. Life has become a chore and growth is something that has eluded them. Nihilism creeps in on a daily and they often ask themselves, is this really worth it? Why don’t I just end it now? Isn’t it mercy? This can’t be life, there’s gotta be more!
I am tired of doing the same things everyday. My life is repetitive and I feel I am trapped in a loop. The sex is not all that great and I think my wife is having second thoughts. I am trapped in debts and the mortgage payments aren’t helping. I am slave, prostituting myself for the money and I am not enjoying it anymore. Everything is an obligation and lately I can’t bare to look at myself in the mirror. I don’t know who I am. I lost all my passions. My possessions have become my owners and I live in complete misery. I don’t know what happiness is anymore. Everyone in my life is fake and I have lost real connections. Everyone seeks to use me as a resource. I suffer from depression and most nights I can’t sleep. My life has become a Pavlovian experiment and the trauma is making me suggestible to all the injustices of life. Forced to love my servitude. My life is a propaganda campaign orchestrated by Nazis. The only thing that’s good in my life are my children. They are the glue that holds everything together, they bring relevance to my marriage. But I am happy, at least in society’s books that are massed produced for everyone. I am successful.
How can I look forward to that mode of existence, he reflected.
My advice is just don’t chase women my nigga. That’s the way it’s set-up. You won’t get far my nigga. She expects that, she has hundreds of other low-value men chasing after her. Refrain from being another option. Change the game, you are the one that’s in limited supply like Bitcoin. You are the new Gold. Switch your focus and elevate your perspective. Make yourself valuable, build yourself, be patient. Get your money, in the end they’ll come to you in a herd. To quote a great man, “Success brings bitches and they bad as fuck, ass fat as fuck”. This is not Forex or Betway, pure speculation, it is science. Be the prize. Let her chase you, this is better for everyone. It will feel like an achievement when she finally gets you. Then you win because she’s invested like the miracle of Omaha. Never be afraid of rejection, make the first move. Don’t advance with the intent of getting her to bed, instead make it light. Talk about anything, build relations but don’t persist. Probe. Advance taking small bites. Practice being a man of indirection, that’s the secret code. Be a man of high value. Don’t just settle for anything. There’s plenty of good fish in the ocean. Have standards. Qualify her and cast her aside if she doesn’t meet the desired requirements. Cultivate an air of mystery, leave the inbox, don’t be typical my nigga. This is timeless advice my nigga, I got you. Do this, it works with no exception.
What does the Tao say about attachments? It seems I haven’t been listening. Hu Wei, a simple philosophy that states let go, yeild, fly about the wind in the sky, be soft, be like water, let the momentum of the waves take you to where you need to be, don’t look to control external factors. Let your internal campus guide you. I am guilty of swimming against the tide. As a result I have failed to make any foward strides. How can I when I am living in the past chasing the green light like Gatsby. You can’t live in the past Jay. Daisy is gone and you just have to contend yourself with somebody else. Time moves like a goods train en route its destination, it waits for no one. You can’t redeem lost time like a voucher. We live, make memories and ultimately die. Life is a continual process and every moment is significant. Live every moment like it’s your last. When your chance is over, move over so another person can enjoy the roller coaster ride. I think it’s comical that “The Great Gatsby” is one of my favorite tales. Maybe subconsciously I think I am DiCaprio chasing a woman who can never love me. I am not stupid, I knew it would be difficult but I always thought that if I could stretch time I’d have a chance. Like Gatsby, I felt entitled to her. I was living in my head and had visions of sweeping her off her feet and running along in the sunset, this time, no Tom, no Wilson, just us. I was deluded.
I read somewhere on the Internet that Kanye West was getting a divorce and I felt a bit better. At least Kanye is going through what I am going through, but worse! It’s not like I’ve ever been married. I don’t have kids and I am not so emotionally attached. So I am sorry Kanye, I feel bad for my initial reaction. I am not a hater Kanye, I love you, you are my hero. I was just projecting on you because I was in love with this girl for a long time and now I realize we are an impossibility so it’s time to let her go. I was in love with an idea and you were in love with the real thing, so it’s a total mismatch. I hope the kids are okay and you’re good. I’d personally hate to lose you and your awesome energy over this and so I pray for your mental vitality, I hope you make it through unscathed. The world still needs Kanye West and your awesome ideas. It was good while it lasted though. You had the Marilyn Monroe of this generation. She was white, had good hair and a banging body. You were at the pinnacle of pop culture. You are blessed Kanye and I know you’ll come out of this stronger than ever. After all, “what doesn’t kill you, will only make you stronger” – Nietzsche, no I mean Kanye West!!
P.S. I hope you signed the relevant documents. It would totally suck if she took half of everything. I mean you just made Billionaire status. If you didn’t, it’s okay, it’s not a train smash. You have more than enough and your children’s futures are secured.
I got an opportunity to enroll in a “Market Research” course. It’s an opportunity I created literally out of thin air. The opportunity came to me because I outworked everyone, period, and a bit of luck. I got a sponsor through the Universe to pay for it. It’s a 4-6 months course and naturally I completed it in a week. The makers of the course are so impressed that they are fast tracking everything for me. I am in mentorship circles and the goal is to help the “antakalipa” brand grow. I am a business now, full out ready to conquer. No excuses, I take all that I’ve learned from my previous entrepreneurial endovours to apply it here. I am better now, I am smarter now, my logic is grounded in reality now, I am hungry for riches now, I am super focused now, It’s my time now. Everything is in my hands, if the business fails, I fail and that’s not an option. I liked the course, it asked me challenging questions about the brand. I liked the section about competition. It was a bit awkward considering I’ve not yet monetized the brand, however it gave me an opportunity to think. I listed my competitors as Lira, Cassper Nyovest and J. Cole. Sure, Lira is the outlier in that equation but I listed her because I really like her, I am a fan, I love her content, it centers around “Love and self-realization” and for a while she was in Jazz. I listed Cassper Nyovest because he fills up stadiums. I admire him for that. He is a dreamer with big balls who manifests his ideas with no fear. Plus he has good business accumen, he did everything his way. I love that. And lastly J. Cole because his awesome. I aspire to be on his level. I believe I can be on his level, with time and a fair chance. The whole competition section was lodged in my mind and after a couple of days I decided to review my options. I omitted the outlier and replaced her with Kendrick Lamar. Kendrick Lamar because his so creative and talented. He is so good that he makes me feel insecure about what I can do. The way he puts out his content is amazing! Plus he has no bounds, he can do Jazz, Folk, Pop and Hip-hop. I want to be around Kendricks spirit in some capacity. Whether on the charts, stage, room or in the studio. He is “the guy” for me and initially I didn’t put him on the list because I was intimidated. But then I remembered artists don’t compete but compliment each other because we all different and it totally liberated me. I could be in the same industry as Kendrick and still be a fan of his work. But Kendrick opened up pandoras box and I was forced to reflect on the level that I was on. Truth is, I am at least a year behind Kendrick Lamar artistically. I need to bridge that to at least half. I need to write more. My content needs to be more profound and impactful. I need to do more and double up where I can. Then it occurred to me that I’d have to banish myself from the world. That I’d have to be a loner. No friends unless they helped me get to my goals. No fun unless we celebrating achievements. I need more screen time with the Infinite source. I need to be completely immersed in music and content development. That’s the price of greatness. That’s my sacrifice. I need to be more inward so it can translate outwards. I need to forget anyone and everyone whose not contributing to my growth and this ideal; eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, II.
I don’t understand women. I tried but it’s too difficult. Maybe my mind is not meant to keep such data. Don’t get me wrong, I can get a woman to bed. That’s not a problem, that’s easy, it is as effortless as breathing. It’s engrained in the human psyche, it is a evolutionary trait, my ancestors could do it, Apes can do it – in fact most life forms can. That’s how nature refreshes things, reproduction. So sex is not really special, not in the grander scale of the Universe. All of life engages in it. It is a requisite for sustaining life. It is elementary to life. No one really has an upper hand because anybody can be seduced. Life is not sex it is a byproduct of sex. Sex is not the goal of life. So you see getting a girl into bed is not difficult. In fact she wants it, she’s programmed by genetics, evolution and other invisible things that constitute and make up reality. Sex is natural so she sees through all your facades, deceptions and ego trips. In fact she encourages everything and plays you like Fifa to score, to get laid. She is using you. A spin to the narrative that men use women for sex. That’s not true, women want sex just as much as men. Man has penis and woman has vagina, we need each other. We are complimentary, YingYang. My intention is to ommit sex out of this picture but I don’t think I can. Simply because I think it’s this sexual orientation that makes girls difficult to understand. Little girls are taught from a very young age that they are “special”, that they are “the prize”. This is enforced through television, music, books, movies and popular culture as a whole. By the time they are able to use Facebook they see this playing out. They get millions of inboxes from guys seeking out their attention and it plays to the narrative that they are indeed “the prize” because it gives them the power to qualify men like; “I’d rather go out with Steve because he has a car, Kevin doesn’t”. Women always want the best pick, the best that they can possibly get. They do this subconsciously and unconsciously but this holds true also for men. Men qualify women based on their looks and certain features they find appealing. These are important considerations for the offspring. Women also do the same but the most important thing for them is competence like; can he take care of me, can he provide for the family? So is their thought process derived from possessions? Are women bloodsuckers? I don’t know but the hypothesis that they are is incomplete because another girl might go out with Kevin dispite the fact that he doesn’t have a car, if you tick the other boxes like competence, confidence and emotional stability, possessions and materials might not be a factor. So it has to be their thought pattern, neuroscience. This is definitely not about psychology. For one Psychology is a science, it is Universal, there might be different cases but the applications and solutions to these cases are more or less the same. Two, Sigmund Freud the godfather of psychology professed to not understand women, he didn’t understand their motivations and why they do what they do. It amazes me because Freud was an intelligent guy, he had all these theories and is a major contributor to field of psychology. But when it came to the motivations and actions of women, he shot blanks. I ask myself what chance do I have, if Freud also didn’t understand. I am not smarter than Freud. I like Neurosciences attempt at understanding women. In a nutshell, it says that everything in a woman’s head is connected, whereas things in men’s head are in compartments, in boxes that you open one at a time and close when you done. Man is more direct and derives his meaning from solving problems. Whereas woman is confused. For woman, “Yes” can mean “No” and “No” can mean “Yes”. They use doublespeak like it’s 1984.This analogy explains the unpredictable nature of women. Sometimes they are volitile and erratic like a Tsunami causing destruction and hell, other times they are calm like the ocean at night. Its difficult to understand women because it requires a lot of attention, something that isn’t a strong point for men. To tell you the truth, I don’t think women even understand themselves. That’s why they always need to talk, to explore and crystallize their thoughts. Women talk about everything and this gives them solice. Still, I think they are closer to the source. I think they are closer to God. They are used more by God to effect changes. My reasoning comes from the work of Carl Jung with his work on the unconscious. Women do things more unconsciously, whereas man is more reflexive, by this I mean man is always trying to instill order. Man is more active, whereas woman is passive – woman just is. This gives her the permission to cause chaos and watch on the sidelines. It gives her the opportunity to be spontaneous. Woman is the accident murderer who doesn’t remember what she did. This explains mans urge to subconsciously please woman. This would explain the million inboxes she gets on her socials. Woman has options because the world reacts to her. That’s a powerful realization. Maybe man is not meant to understand woman. Science has deluded man into thinking that he is God. Perhaps not knowing and not being able to understand is what makes everything worthwhile. Just maybe uncertainty is good, it certainly keeps everyone on their feet.
I have added a couple of things to my list of accomplishments in 2022. This time it’s more holistic in terms of my artistic endeavors. Like I said, great quality content with great backing will get you to great places. That’s what I am always doing, so I need to add everything up and make this great product. A product that people everywhere consume, every day, every month, every year and decade after decade. Damn! I could taste the glory. Everything you touch falls to aches. Mr. Invincible. Valuable. In disposable. Leo Messi style, I am the whole institution. Game after game, I give them what they want. Assist or goal. What do you want? Free kicks? Don’t worry, I got that too. For years, I have scored more free kicks goals than everybody, I am one of the greatest setpiece takers of all time. 7 Ballon D’ors, more than anyone. 6 European Golden Boots more than anyone. The only football player to win the Laureus best sportsman award. The only player who has outscored Pele for one club. The man with the most goals in a calendar year, 91, the player with the most trophies and many other countless impossible records and achievements. Leo Messi, a great man.
The Universe said let’s put some money in your account, it’s a professy, I am at the beginning of forever. Let’s see what we can do. The most important thing is collaboration. Find common ground and move forward. First Principle thinking, breaking everything to its single unit, it’s fundamental underlying property, and seeing where you can make alterations or innovate. Think outside the box. Take your time. Create combinations. Be crazy, have fun, soar with grace like an eagle in the sky. She said, she’s tired of being in a relationship where she doesn’t benefit anything. Oh, oh! She’s not the only one. I am in a tight situation. I need Leo Messi content to save me. She’s right, of course she’s right. I’ve been starting businesses left, right and center. My latest endeavor is always the one that is supposed to start things for me, to launch me outta space like a spaceship. Instead it’s just like all the others. The exciting thing about potential is that it’s not fulfilled. The narrative from the outside world is that I’ve reached my peak and I am slowly declining off the top. That’s not even minutely true. I am honing my skills. I am getting better everyday. In fact, I’ve haven’t even started yet; I am a long way from the start. The idea of quick success is ingrained in people’s minds. The plan I have for us is for the long haul. I want you to be my Queen for a lifetime. I want you to be with me until my soul finds another host. So you can never bail out on me. I love you. I need your energy. We have done exceedingly well in the past years, let’s keep moving forward. I know it’s difficult but the alternative is that you settle and if that’s the case, I wish you well. My logic is undeniable, get super smart and super rich. Because if I build myself and learn skills, no one can ever take that away from me, from us. I understand the frustration, no dates and I’ve been so distant, ghosting you like you don’t exist. I am wrong, I am sorry. I can do better and I will, granted you let things unravel. I need to better manage my time. I have been too inefficient. Not deploying the right resources to the task. I screwed up. I need you, that’s why I came home, to you. I never wanted another girl to know something about me that you don’t know. I will never let you down, not in the long run, not when it matters most. You mean the world to me, everything I do, I do because of a grand vision I have for our lives. If you are patient for a while longer, the wait will be worth it. Please stay, but if you leave I understand. A girl who can’t say “no” is doomed in this world we live in. Nothing is ever guaranteed except death and time ticking like a bomb. Life is hard and difficult, do you have the enthusiasm to stay on the frequency of your dreams? Are you cheerful in the face of adversity? Do you care? Are you loved? Can you push through it all and stand on the podium, a place designated for winners. Is your mentality strong enough to warrant a mention? Do you have the stamina and work ethic to see it through? Are you the woman for me? Only time will tell.
Why don’t you just get a job? Lol hilarious, I am the guy who creates jobs. Besides, get a job in the Era of Artificial Intelligence? That’s awful advice. What are you like 60? Everything is being automated. The real question is, what are you automating? I am a God. People are quick to lose faith. This is the process, I am building a life. I am already winning. I am already the one, I am already the hero, the future is already secured. I am already at Leo Messi level, I already produce great moments game after game, I am already the most consistent, I am already wealthy, I already have the best charisma and I already have everything! The money is just lagging behind like an oscillator but the signal is to buy and put everything on antakalipa, he is a billion beggar; the Lionel Messi of content.
I don’t care about your hierarchies and rules. Keep your status and perceived power. I do what I want, when I want. You can’t control me. You can’t box me. I am Cassius in his prime, float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.
I don’t care what you think of me too. You can talk about me if it amuses you, if it gives your life substance and gives you something to do. Small minds discuss people anyways.
I don’t care about your conventions, your styles, your fashions and your reputation. I wear what I want. I don’t conform to your norms.
Fuck everything you can take away from me. Fuck your bitch, mine is thicker.
I am all about creation, value, love and self-realization, everything else is secondary.
No pressure, no stress, a natural confidence; Sigma, Mr. Greatest in the world.
antakalipa 