
Recently I was confronted by two people that doubted me.
(On separate occasions)
They said I was full of shit, that I am all talk and that I’m just bullshitting everyone. I appreciate their input and thank them.
I was raised by people that doubted me my entire life.
I was always pushing myself for that pat on the back that never came. Chasing that feeling is what got me here. I have done everything I set out to do so far, and my capabilities continue to expand while my desire to expand is ten-fold.
My family doesn’t doubt me now: I’m responsible for this whole festival of fuckery, whether I like it or not.
Your lack of faith is my slingshot and with it I’m catapulting myself further towards greatness. I thank you, because I wasn’t working hard enough. You’re just helping me to become more committed to going bigger and bigger and bigger, thank you again and again.
I will go into 5th gear just to spite you, because I am petty. You should focus on your own path and your own fruit. There will be fruit at the end of my labor. You should have your own fruit too.
I am competitive as hell, but I would never say that your lives are meager, lacking meaning or purpose. If you truly feel that way -that I’m all talk – all you gotta do is join me in my ventures if yours suck.
Heres pictures / van of the van Journey today.
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