God Answers…

Looking over my blog for inspiration.

Wanted to write about something fresh.

Life experiences work best.

I then remembered that I have been affirming BS over the past few days.

Finished reading my book.

So I’m left with my own thinking, with no forward thinking concepts to rival them.

So I resorted to what I had already with me.

Prayer.

Positive affirmation to the Invisible Supply to give me strength & the courage to free me from the quicksand I have thrown myself in.

Created by the negative thinking I have been over thinking.

And God answered.

Not in the bush-on-fire kind of way.

She usually more subtle than that.

To me anyways.

Something I have forgetten with all the attention I have giving the outside world.

With me having my hand been bitten from over extending my compassion to others, but giving none to myself.

Through those silent, emo prayers I was repeating to myself manifested a call from my guardian angel, in the form of a coworker.

Someone I draw strength from because she’s such a freaking inspiration.

She managed to do settle all her debts.

No matter how painful it was, with her having to sacfrice her looks for a brighter financial future.

She also managed to raise her standards.

Asking more from herself because of how much value she now sees in herself.

S*** like that, makes people frkn beautiful.

I live for moments like those.

Spending time with people who are were I want to be or aspiring to reach that level.

She came to fetch my ass for a much needed free lift to work & back in her new car.

Wow.

She never seems to disappoint.

Coming from a dark past to be excelling the way she is, makes me feel like a whimp for complaining as much as I am.

It lifted my spirit.

I needed that.

What I’m trying to say is that She answers in a various, unexpected ways that we miss.

Billboard sign.

Song lyrics heard over the radio.

Meme.

Statements said in passing.

She doesn’t shout from the rooftops.

God answers in whisphers.

~ Musa

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Just Peachy….

I was on Facebook with it’s FB memories reminders.

That seems to be the only thing I update on Facebook, come to think of it.

Meaning next year I will be reminded about the memories FB reminded me of today.

Nothing new under the sun.

Went emo couple of days back with the blog I published.

That day sucked, but I’ve had worse.

The morning sex usually helps with improving my mood.

But my partner in crime was not available for the joint venture so I turned to food. I was out of beer.

Self gratification gives me minimal pleasure. Not as satisfying as the excitement I get in conquering the female body into orgasm…I digress.

So I took baby girl to daycare in the morning.

Did the dishes.

Took a nap.

Bathed and headed for work.

I took the time I spent offline focusing on what’s going right, even though the world is on fire around me.

Reminds me of that hell scene when John Constantine went for a quick peek in that Constantine movie.

Things could be better, yes, but bitching about them won’t change them much.

Sometimes the discomfort you are experiencing now is nudging you forward, not backward.

Busy praying for deliverance from your current unhappiness but you’re not happy with the process it takes for your prayer to be answered.

S*** will always hit the fan. Even more so when change is coming.

Think it’s a matter of riding it out. But to always keep your eyes on the price.

That’s why goals are important.

Without them, what’s the point of living?

~ Musa

“Dead Or Alive, You Are Coming With Me.”

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Been having a lot of pent up anger of late.

It compounds.

Lack of sleep.

Haven’t been reading a good book for almost a week now.

Missing out on my daily meditations.

Haven’t been rewriting my goals.

Not been listening to motivational audios.

Skipping motivational & educational videos.

It’s been months since I’ve been visualizing my success.

I haven’t been exercising as much as I did.

Been poorly taking my vitamins and supplements.

All things happening daily, gradually, to a point where I feel exhausted physically and mentally.

Dropping my emotional intelligence.

I’m in the business of where losing your cool would cost you your job.

That love and hate relationship of being concerned of losing the job you hate.

Where now I incorrectly blame others for my lack of self mastery.

You attract what you are.

Happiness is an inside job.

Won’t happen overnight, but you can change your direction overnight.

The rest is just consistency on your part.

Change begins when you take 100% responsibility of what’s happening around you.

To you.

Through you.

~ Musa

I Don’t Want To Be An Entrepreneur

That N word is such a burden.

It’s a cute thing to add on my social media bio that: “I’m an Entrepreneur.”

But truth of the matter is I’m on my PlayStation, while posting such on my Twitter page.

Have people thinking Musa is on “the grind.”

Kanti kuphi lapho…

Trying to promote an illusion on FaceBook, having people into thinking that you’ve got game…sh** like that will catch up to you.

Yes, I was on that stock market trading tip then the internet marketing grind. After that then it’s was the full time direct sales gig and what else…oh yeah, network marketing.

And in between that stuff, it was a 9-5.

It’s just there’s so much respect that I have for people who really run their business. Small business that they didn’t inherent. That seeing people claiming what they aren’t irks me.

It’s as if they are disrespecting the people who really are.

The businesswomen & businessmen who make those hard decisions like:

The Dream or the relationship.

Pay rent or the staff.

Full 9 hours sleep of guaranteed monthly salary or those sleepless nights not knowing whether the client will pay up on not.

People, a small percentage, really hustle out there hey?

Too busy to be posting motivational memes every 3 minutes on IG.

Success is boring.

Success is slow.

Success is consistency.

Success is long-term.

Success is worth it.

Social media allows you to post things that aren’t true.

But like all things, the truth shall out.

Live an honest life bud.

My take…I don’t want to be getting my money from only one income source.

I don’t think that makes me an entrepreneur. Or does it?

Coz that’s my endgame…

…hold up come I google.

Entrepreneur…

a person who sets up a business or businesses, taking on financial risks in the hope of profit.
“many entrepreneurs see potential in this market”

synonyms: businessman, businesswoman, business person, business executive, enterpriser, speculator, tycoon, magnate; More

  • a promoter in the entertainment industry.

    “the music entrepreneur pulled back from financing a screenplay Hopper had written”

Shoot, then that means anyone can be an entrepreneur.

But those that do the work become successful entrepreneurs… Eventually.

It compounds.

Needed to put that disclaimer there.

And that’s the rub, being successful.

You need to work.

Taking the hits of becoming good at your niche, there’s no smooth sailing in this game.

Being embrassed for a few years that will set you up for life.

You either keep getting knocked around & being made someone’s bitch at your job or learn how to make something of your life.

Even Thokozane outlined on a tweet I retweeted #NoExcuses.

You need courage & mentoring if you are looking for additional sources of income that will eventually free you from a job.

Either that or keep complaining about your BS job.

You are worth more than than s*** job you are 10 seconds away from being fired from.

You weren’t raised to be someone’s bitch.

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Don’t be an entrepreneur.

Be a successful one.

No matter how long it takes.

Or die trying.

I don’t want to be an entrepreneur. But I want to be a hustler. For my family but more importantly for my well-being.

Go to where you are valued. If that means getting a job then go for it.

Financially it doesn’t make sense to me to only rely on one source of income.

That’s financial suicide.

~ Musa

F*** Your Weaknesses, Focus On Your Strengths

woman-lifting-dumbbellsLife teaches you lessons.

Lessons it will keep on teaching until they are learnt.

Sometimes these lessons come in the form of painful experiences.

These painful experiences keep repeating themselves in the form of problems.

Once you solve them then you’re on to the next.

A life of problems.

A life of challenges that need to be overcome.

So in actuality one can’t really be comfortable.

Because living a successful life you would need to be overcoming challenges that brings you closer to the things you want.

Taking breaks are a must but procrastinating won’t get you much.

More of the same really.

Spending the majority of my day, doing something that does not inspire me, only to get paid just enough to meet my monthly expenses…

No wonder they call it a dead-end job.

There something that John Maxwell wrote about not working on your weaknesses.

Referring to your skill set.

I was like, “What??”

I love the way he broke it down for me.

Your strengths make you unique. They make you, YOU.

All that other garbage needs to be left in the wind…Ohk I am paraphrasing.

What I am getting at is: spend the most of your days doing things that you love.

Life is too short to be doing things you hate.

Escaping the jail of your 9-5, to do what you love, needs work.

Something to do alongside your work.

Your side hustle.

Your side hustle is your get-out-of-jail-free card.

But that’s a blog for another day.

You need to love your life’s work, I’m just saying.

~ Musa