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  Purpose.      A man in his purpose is worth 100 men who are not. A man who sees with his mind the exact reason for his existence will always outperform and outpace those who simply drift around, begging for existence. The reality is, purpose is a deadly weapon. A weapon, that which only the select few have been chosen to wield.      Every single individual, here on earth, has been assigned a purpose. Every single individual has been born, with a mission. We all have gifts and talents, which we can offer the world. We can all succeed, while performing within our own lane. God has made us in his image, meaning we are powerful beyond imagination. However, some people do not access their purpose. Some people simply allow the time to pass by, without truly tapping in. They do not see the urgency of their actions. They do not realize that they have the power to succeed. A man who has not discovered his purpose, wastes his time with pleasures instead. ...

  We Who Wrestle.        We who wrestle with God. We who stand tall, in face of the Creator, and struggle against the weight of consciousness. Last night, I wrestled.      Last night, I had a dream. In that dream, I was face to face with a baby cow. The baby cow was there to be wrestled, and I stood up to the challenge. I was asked to step into the ring with the creature, and to subdue it. To put it into a submission, as I tied a rope around its feet.      Most people around the ring did not believe that I could succeed. They assured me that the cow was extremely strong, and that being able to subdue it would be no easy task. Despite the discouragement, I was not afraid. I understood that the task was possible, if one only knew how to do it. If one would be able to understand what was necessary, one could twist the calf into submission. Going for its neck was the game plan, to wear it down until i could eventually flatten it out. To...

  What A Wonderful Day!      I keep on hearing that line from the new Planet of the Apes movie, coming out today. Look at me go, advertising for a series that I’ll make zero dollars from!      What a wonderful day, indeed. What a wonderful day to ponder the question- could monkeys run this planet better than we could? Could they govern the Earth and do a better job?      Honestly, it feels like a trick question. The answer is probably not so black and white. What I would say though, is that the monkeys would probably be way less corrupt than humans are. They’d probably be less willing to make shoddy deals behind everyones back, to simply benefit their own hide. I like to believe that monkeys would not reach the level of corruption humans have, simply for their lack of experience. Have no fear tho- I guaranteed they’d get there, one day.      Wasn’t life much more enjoyable before realizing the entire thing is a show? Befor...

  Went to a concert last night.      City & Colour. Dallas Green. Great band, great music. Overall, great experience to say the least.      One thing I couldn’t help but realize, when sitting there, was how low the energy was all around me. The entire stadium, which was filled, felt dead. It wasn’t that the performance wasn’t any good, or that the music wasn’t banging. It was just that the people who were all gathered around seemed, dead.      First off, which should come as no surprise, everybody was on their phones. Literally, everybody. Phones in the air, filming and recording the entire performance, saving it for later. Posting about it online, on their social media accounts. Trying to hold on to the moment, in some weird way or another. Now, I understand the sensation. I can openly admit that I too used to do the same thing. However, now having taken a step back from the trends and general public, I can’t help but watch in amaze...