The Northern 📍

  Lock In.      The time has come. The moment, arrived. The very bane of your existence, present beyond a doubt. Now is truly all there ever is, was, or will be. It is time to lock in.      A man in his purpose is worth 100 men. A man who knows how to fight, and when to, is more dangerous than 100 pawns. A warrior who understands that every battle must be fought, everywhere, all at once- that is a man who can change the world. It’s time to lock in. It’s time to rise above the noise, and become the warrior.      Moving forward, life will be messy. The reality of the situation is, we are entering a dark era in humanity. The very world in which we live in is slowly changing. Slowly, then suddenly all at once. We will be turning the pages of history, moving into a timeline like no other. And yet, as we enter this timeline, things are bound to get messy. Change cannot happen without first shedding the old skin. One cannot grow into the indivi...

  Welcome, My Son.      Welcome to The Machine.      Where Have You Been? It’s Alright- We Know Where You’ve Been.      Welcome To The Machine. Seriously. Leave your bags at the door, and come on in. Get comfortable. Make yourself at home. Through the ups and downs, the highs and lows- you’ve finally made it to your destination. What a journey it’s been. Kick back, throw your feet up, and rest. I imagine you are weary. Take your time, hurry up. The choice is yours- don’t be late. We’re so glad you finally could make it. We’ve been expecting you for quite some time now! Welcome, to the Machine.      The future is inevitable. That much is certain. No matter how hard we fight it- it will always prevail. Sometimes the best strategy is to embrace the change, rather than fight it. Understanding that some forces are unstoppable, as we learn to embrace the momentum they leave behind. Perhaps we as a species should lean into the fu...

     Dana White once said that: If you aren’t excited for Monday’s, then you’re in the wrong field.         I agree with him on that. Monday’s should be the day you wake up excited, put on your boots and get back to work with enthusiasm. You should be foaming at the mouth to start the week off at 100% and face any challenges thrown your way with the ability to overcome them. After all, what is Monday if not for just another made up name we have been fed into our subconsciousness? Little deep for a Monday morning, I know.        Do you ever wonder if there truly is a multiverse? Do you ever sit and ponder on the thought of there being unlimited, alternative, versions of yourself, living elsewhere within time? Another wild question. Something about the idea is soothing, making it sound so satisfying. Nothing would make me happier than to know that perhaps there is a version of me, somewhere else in time, currently doing something...