Thursday, 12 October 2017

Memo 3

If tomorrow wasn’t promised, what would you give for today? Forget everything else, forget that there was any sunlight left. What would you spend today…thinking about it. Yourself? Or the man that’s beside you?
We get one opportunity in our life. What if the job you have, is the only job you get this year? What if the relationship you’re in, is the only relationship you get this year? What if, what you have is all you get and you will get no more. What if they do not give us more, then what we gonna do?
Many of you should just sit and think, that if you had to live over again, you can do more than what you’ve done already.That proves a point. That what we do and what we accomplish in life is only a tip of the iceberg, what’s possible for us.
If you die, this very moment. What will die with you? What dreams? What ideas? What talents? What leadership potential? What greatness that you showed it up to the brain. That you allowed fear and procrastination to hold you back. Only to realize that you’ve never lived, only to realized that you never stretch to surface of your potential.
It's like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don’t go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we’re living in is getting smaller, And all we say is, “please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel belted radials, and I won’t say anything. Just leave us alone.” Well, I’m not going to leave you alone. I want you to get mad!
I don’t want you to protest. I don’t want you to riot. I don’t want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn’t know what to tell you to write. I don’t know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the crime in the street. All I know is that first, you’ve got to get mad. You’ve gotta say “I’m a HUMAN BEING, God damn it! My life has VALUE!”
Whatever legacy you’re gonna leave. Leave your legacy. Wins and losses come a dime a dozen. But effort? Nobody can judge effort. Every time, someone says ‘no’ it brings you to another step…to a ‘yes’. You are getting closer, trust me. You will win if you don’t quit.
So that team that thinks they’ve already seen you? They think what they’ve seen on film. They ain’t saw what film shows. Because every day is a new day. Every moment is a new moment. So now you got to go out and show them, that you’re a different creature, now!
Everybody got a dream. Everybody got a goal. The question is when you wake up in the morning: What effort you’ll put in for?
If you died, this very moment. What will die with you? What dreams? What ideas? What talents? What Greatness that you showed up to the brain.
We get one opportunity in life…one chance in life.
Leave your mark to endure forever!

Monday, 2 October 2017

Memo 2

Memo 2
Be Courageous
You can't connect the dots looking forward, you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something. Your gut, destiny, life, karma…whatever, because believing that the dots will connect down the road, will give you the confidence to follow your heart even when it leads you off the well-worn path, and that will make all the difference.
Your time is limited; so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by Dogma, which is living with the result of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other's opinions drown down your own inner voice. You’ve got to find what you love, and that’s as true for work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work, and the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking and don’t settle. Have the courage to follow your heart and intuition, they somehow already know what you truly want to become.

You’re going to have some ups and you’re going to have some downs. Most people give up on themselves easily, you know the human spirit is powerful; it’s hard to kill the human spirit. Anybody can feel good when they have their health, their bills are paid, they have a happy relationship, anybody can be positive then, anybody can have a larger vision then, and anybody can have faith under those kinds of circumstances. The real challenge of growth mentally, emotionally, and spiritually, comes when you get knocked down. It takes courage to act. Part of being hungry when you’ve been defeated, it takes courage to start over again.

Fears kill dreams, fear kills hope, fear put people in the hospital, fear can age you, can hold you back from doing something that you know within yourself that you are capable of doing but it will paralyze you. At the end of your feelings is nothing, but at the end of every principle is a promise. Behind your little feelings, it might not be nothing at the end of your feelings, but every principle has a promise. Some of you in your life, the reason why you are not at your goal right now is because you are all about your feelings, you all on your feelings, you don’t feel like waking up, so who does? Every day you say no to your dreams you could be pushing it back a whole 6 months, a whole year. That one single day, that one day you didn’t feel like getting up could’ve pushed your stuff back I don’t know how long.
Don’t allow your emotions to control you, we are emotional, but you want to learn how to discipline your emotion. If you don’t discipline or contain your emotion, they won't use you. You want it, and you're going to go all out to have it. It’s not going to be easy, when you want to change it's not easy, if it were in fact easy everybody would do it. But if you're serious you’ll go all out. I’m in control here, I’m not going to let this get me down, I’m not going to let this destroy me. I’m coming back and I’ll be stronger and better because of it. You have got to make a declaration that this is what you stand for. You are standing up for your dreams, your standing up for a piece of mind, you’re standing up for health.  Take full responsibility for your life, except where you are and the responsibility that you’re going to take yourself where you want to go. You can decide that I’m going to live each day as if it were my last.
Live your life with passion, with some drive, decide that you are going to push yourself. The last chapter to your life has not been written yet and it doesn’t matter about what happened yesterday. It doesn’t matter what happens to you, what matters is what are you going to do about it. This year I will make this goal become a reality; I won’t talk about this anymore. I can, I can, and I can.

Monday, 25 September 2017

Memo #1

Broken …………
“You see through
Right to the heart of me
You break down my walls
With the strength of your love…”
-Whitney Houston

As I gaze the room I see her, dancing with him under the lights. She is looking so happy, laughing as she’s being twirled around and just looking beautiful like always. When their eyes meet, she smiles brightly and brushes his cheek with the same lips that used to love me.
What happened to “I care for you”? What happened to “You are my number one”? What happened to “I LOVE YOU”? Do those words mean nothing to you? Do those words mean anything to that cold, cold heart of yours? Do you say that to every man you meet? Do you ever stop and think about what happens to them now? Do you even know what you did to me?

PAIN. Pain is all I can feel. A sharp, stabbing pain right where the heart should be. Can you even consider it a heart when it’s completely and utterly broken? Broken into the million pieces that you have exposed throughout my body.

The grief cuts through me like a sharp knife. It’s devastating, the feeling of your soul being ripped out and returned after being dipped in the scolding hot fire. It clogs up my throat. making it hard to breath. I am now gasping for a breath of air, as my lungs are collapsing trying to get a grasp on anything.

My legs would buckle and I’d collapse to my knees. I’d be still but shaking all over. I can’t tear away the image of her with another, no matter how much I want to.
I clench my hands into fists, nails digging into my palms. As I am shaking, and shaking, and shaking. The skin breaks and blood is dripping from the palm as I sit there and don’t let go. I think, about how anything would be better than the emotional torture I am facing.

Closing my eyes shut, I attempt to hold back any tears gathering. However, no matter my efforts, a single tear manages to escape. Sliding down my cheek, stopping at my chin where it is hanging low. As I don’t want to let go. The single drop that represented that evening landed on my darkest jeans.
I had looked up at the couple dancing once again. The bright lights were shining down, showing the tears on my eyes, showing my pain inside.
Maybe if she’d turn around, she’d she me once again. She’d see what she has done to me. She’d see an emotional wreck sitting there. Maybe she’d see my broken stance? Maybe she’d see the suffering she put me through? Maybe, just maybe she would see the internal wound she has caused?

But no, she continues to dance, smile, paying no attention to the man that loved her. No attention to the man being slowly destroyed from the inside and out. The pain has finally reached the top. As I gained realization that she truly doesn’t love me. That she never had loved me.

I now realized what I am. I am broken…..

Memo 3