A Business Like No Other…

new-mlm-companiesI think network marketing levels the playing field.

I could be wrong, it’s just my observation.

From my limited observation, businesses are handed over from generation to generation.

The only legacy I’ve seen being left the masses is poverty.

Some families are brought up with the option of aspiring to be business owner, while other families are sold the idea of becoming employees or self employed.

Asking the government to fix this in the form of land distribution, for instance, is as effective as the removal of our now current President from office.

But network marketing nullifies this dependent mindset.

The right one also offers you training and mentorship on how to succeed by also developing a business owner mindset.

But the best ones allow for your network marketing business to be passed on from generation to generation, just like these families I spoke of earlier.

With the right training to develop your skills, I believe anyone can succeed in what they put their minds to.

Multi level marketing included.

One of the hiccups I have with conventional business is the start up capital, amongst other uncertainties.

But obviously if you are committed enough and want it badly enough then you can find solutions around that.

I guess one chooses ones battles.

With me preferring minimum start up capital.

Minimal operational costs.

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With some part time but consistent work ethic, the results are predictable.

Results that can supplement my current salary.

Results that can be on par with my current salary.

Results that can eclipse my current salary.

A business like no other.

Look as a disclaimer, anything legit that allows you to make extra income is great.

Be it MLMs or another job or part time gig or strip joints.

I’m just talking about what I’m exposed to.

Do you due dilengece.

This working you way up to your salary month end only to start at zero the following month, is insane.

But most of us are doing it so it’s ok right?

I don’t think so.

~ Musa

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Dirty Thoughts

Rodin-The-Thinker-2
I got you on my mind
Keep plucking away at you
They have my head open plucking away at you
But you keep coming back
They said they got you really good last time but here you are again
On my mind
Got me open
For all to read
So I freeze up
Let that shit pile
Pipe burst
Let it file up
Bus strike –
Out
I need you out
Of my mind but like my thoughts you keep coming back
So I keep plucking at you
I keep plucking away at you
But you stick on my fingers like clay – like a butterfly
Like a bee
You all I see
Even with my eyes closed
Off days
On days
You are my On days
All ways
Want you in all ways
Like chemo
~ Musa

“Don’t Die With Your Music Still In You” ~ @DrWayneWDyer

Just a bit bummed about the passing of the good Dr Wanye Dyer.

But after counseling with my #joy @Phetheni we came to the understanding that he played his part in this world.

And it’s up to us to pay forward his teachings to leave where ever we are better than how we found it.

“Change the way you look at things and the things you look at change.” – Wayne Dyer

I love you.

Thank you.

– Musawenkosi Tshoaele

Life’s Chains I Break Free From

I gotta say
Im thankful 4 all misery that has come my way
All day
May –
Day
Even when I didn’t wanna play
When the sky was grey –
Friends where few
Only because I had my head down
Focus elsewhere
Couldn’t see those that did care
Calling them rare
Thinking life wasn’t playing fair
Trippin on engines that runs this world like tracks that crossroads on a freeway
Blueray
Mayday
Joy telling me she can’t stay
Even afted i kissed her four –
More than
Ten times outside her home in between my Italy and her Germany
I miss u loving me
Even if it was a lie

(c) Musawenkosi Tshoaele

It’s Like A Movie…


…With the sound of lack and limitation screeching in the background

Characters falling in an out of dramas on queue

And still the storyline is maintained

Although the main character fails to realize it

As usual

As if everyone else knows and they keep on gossiping about why the main character hasn’t figured it out yet

“Maybe next week,” they whisper to one another when the camera is not
looking.

“Maybe next week they producer will finally tell the director to tell the writer to include maybe include the lost brother in the script who was separated at birth to come as a teacher and finally tell the main character what the moral
of the story is.”

Even though producer, director, scriptwriter, editor, cameraman and actor all go by the same name.

(c) Musawenkosi Tshoaele

If The Soul Were To Scream


If the soul were to scream it would be to the sound of bone crushing.

If the soul were to scream it would be to the sound of the body being ripped apart from the inside-out with the invisible claws of freedom.

If the soul were to scream it would be to the sound of birth giving.

If the soul were to scream it would be to the sound of a quitened mind that thinks of no thoughts.

If the soul were to scream it would be to sound of love that comes in the form of evil.

If the soul were to scream it would be to the sound of gun fire.

If souls were to scream it would be to the sound of competing.

If souls were to scream it would be to the sound of revenge.

If souls were to scream it would be to the sound of the ego.

If souls were to scream human ears would only hear laughter.

If souls were to scream we would cover it up with loud music and people.

If souls were to scream one would hear that she can never hope to attain that for which she seeks unless she becomes it.

If souls were to scream one will see that ultimate power lies in services to man, which is services to God, which is
service to self. Service to All.

If souls were to scream it would be to the sound of a dead end/ of the road/ less travelled.

If souls were to scream it would be to the sound of conformity.

If souls were to scream it would be to the sound of limitation.

If the soul were to scream it would be through making others feel how abundant we are due to how connecting we way by making the other feel what I feel…the only way our souls communicate with us not knowing is through feeling, for “feelings are the language of our souls.”

(c) Musawenkosi Tshoaele