How Will Failure Overtake You?

It has come to my experience that when you are working towards your goals, don’t stop your grind just because you see an inkling of your efforts bearing fruit.

You stand the chance of losing your momentum.

And having momentum is one of the key factors that add to your success.

Keeping in mind that for you to gain momentum, you would have to be doing something consistently, for a long period of time.

Consistent action towards a particular goal will, eventually, produce results.

That means you need to start first by having a goal to work towards.

I just reversed engineered the process for you.

Just don’t start celebrating too early.

Counting chickens before the hatch?

Nothing is more self defeating than to have success elude you because you saw promising results. That makes you take your foot off the paddle.

If it’s not in black and white, then it’s only smoke.

Keep grinding.

Keep sowing.

Only when you have success in your hands, is it true success.

Not before then, not really.

I think we get tired of the process.

The struggle of success as Napoleon Hill puts it.

Stay in the process.

Let the process mold you into the person you need to become…so you can attract the things you want.

You need to be an attractive person.

And the process is what’s going to make you this attractive person.

The burn, the struggle, the process will make you easier to mold.

I think that’s where phrases like staying out of the kitchen, if you can’t take the heat comes from.

Failure will overtake you right at the finish line if you celebrate too early.

~ Musa

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Take Care Of Your Number One Player

I have been writing, it’s just that I haven’t published any of them yet.

Busy out there f***ing shit up.

Mostly in my relationships.

I think my work stats are good.

My spiritual stats are lagging behind.

My physical health stats are in shambles.

I’m busy now seeing how far I can stretch and play around with my relationship stats.

I’m thinking of making new friends, it’s just that I cannot misrepresent myself, for the sake of gaining points with them.

I’m going to be as open as my offline personality is. And whoever bites, bites.

I think I’m too old to be playing make believe so I can be liked.

I just need to take better care of myself, that way I can attract better things in my life.

Like my Twitter crush for example, who inspired me to finally update this blog on our birthday month.

It’s not all gloom and doom.

Self care is essential.

You should try it too.

I love you.

Please forgive me.

I’m sorry.

Thank you.

~ Musa

There Is A Power You Have Total Control Over…

1_0vv6-h4s_w1M_ceauDRzJwIf I was writing an autobiography of my life, and I had the opportunity to write a title for this particular chapter in my life, I would title it “Working Under Pressure.”

Probably have the subheading as “Understanding Cause and Effect and How to Use the Slight Edge to Work in Your Favour.”

Of my 35 years in this lifetime, I’ve never been as stressed out.

This time around, I’m trying not to react out emotionally.

A certain amount if stress can be good you. It helps with focus, I feel.

There was a time that I did react emotionally and I had to clean up after myself when my tantrum was done.

There are certain things that are out of my control that I can’t really be angry about.

And there are those things that I do have control over.

But through neglect, compounded over time, I find myself in the position of having to react. Playing the blame game on how the world doesn’t want me to succeed.

Which is BS.

Doing enough of the wrong things will lead to failure.

Doing enough of the right things will lead to success.

There’s no mystic force that’s stopping me from succeeding.

There’s no external voodoo that’s making me see failure at every turn.

It’s all me.

It’s all you.

So stop messing around and do what Jocko Willink does and take extreme ownership.

There is power in taking 100 percent ownership.

~ Musa

You Could Have It Worse

downloadHad a shit day at work yesterday.

Came back home having successfully gathered, in my mind, other BS past events to feel shit about.

But instead of hiding my mini depression behind alcohol or sex, I decided to pray about it.

Having all that stuff compound inside you, in the form of thoughts, will fester and eat you up inside.

Venting in the form of prayer, for me anyway, helps.

So I went to bed, sat up and took my sleeping Sethu in my arms and began to pray.

As if using her as my telephone line to God.

Mentioning how that very baby girl has the flue and needs to get better soon.

How taking her to speech therapy is emotionally taxing and how I need to be strong for her during these effortless sessions – the little one has the time of her life during these sessions.

I also prayed on how I need to speak to this surprisingly ignorant daycare teacher labeling my genius baby as a slow learner, even though the child development specialist evaluated that she’s only delayed in speech for her age.

Please-climb-that-tree1Actually f*** the specialist, I see that my baby is on point, even though the stupid twat doesn’t.

I prayed over the shit job situation, and their stupid ass meetings that borderline exit interviews.

Prayed about me having to raise 6 times my monthly salary in a space of 12 months as an offering to officially marry the mother of my child.

Me having to move my family to a new rental space. This being our 9th move to date.

The car needing services & repairs.

Me, the first born, feeling compelled to take care of my mom who sold her house.

God knows why.

I say God knows because after the house got sold and she had to go rent for a couple of months, she moved to another church.

The previous church is rumored as a church that uses people’s beliefs to church’s benefit…then again isn’t that the case with most churches?

God works in mysterious ways.

Mom now stays with relatives, who I feel are side eyeing me on why I haven’t stepped up to the plate and took ownership of her situation.

Hell, I’m barely holding things together with my family, let alone including umama into the equation.

Thinking that having the mother of my child going back to live her parents house would save us some money and open up some cashflow options, only to have her own mother kick her out.

Mamazala, your future son in law is working on solutions here but you’re a not getting with the program.

With resumes being updated and submitted for new job apps among all of this. Anxiety levels stretching since I’m going out of my comfort zone and whoring myself out to the marketplace yet again.

Then I heard are only distributor of energy in South Africa was over R400 billion in debt.

So maybe I don’t have it all that bad see?

~ Musa

“The Opposite of Courage In Our Society Is Not Cowardice … It Is Conformity.”

So I took a week’s worth of leave and coming back to work felt awkward.

In the sense that I could see things from an objective perspective.

There’s so much BS office politics here.

What with the whining over things we can’t control over, since none of us hold the majority shares in the company for one.

The brooding climate at work made me laugh because, like most here, I wasn’t doing anything much to improve my situation.

Instead, I found comfort in complaining about the same things I was complaining about the day before.

Not realizing that I worked hard to be in this ugly situation I was in.

Working hard in doing the wrong things.

All thanks to the daily discipline of bad choices I consciously made day in and day out.

And I was arrogant enough to remain on this path which has led me to where I am right now.

There’s no one to blame but myself.

So what if the business is making as if it’s finding ways to make it’s workforce resign.

With conniving ways of tricking us into pushing for targets and then dishing out sanctions for the manner in which the targets where reached.

Then again, why should I stay?

Yes, life will trip you up and get you down in the dirt.

But, with just a little research – you’ll find others who have had it far worse than you but still managed to work in making things better…eventually.

“Success is the progressive realization of a worthy ideal.”

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I was just too lazy in putting in the work it takes to eventually coming out a winner.

Doing enough of the right things for a long period of time, will give you the results you want.

The magic word here is Consistency.

We just quit too soon.

When people are looking down the barrel of failure in their lives,
they will do whatever it takes to get themselves moving, something,
anything, to start climbing upward toward the point of survival.

And then, once they get to the point where they’re keeping their heads
above water, they start heading back down again.

As they start getting close enough to the failure line that they can see it coming, they go,
“Whoops, I’m headed towards failure!” and then they do whatever it
takes to turn their trajectory around and start heading back up … and
the cycle repeats.” – Jeff Olsen, The Slight Edge

This was laid out perfectly when Jeff Olson spoke about it in the sample of his newly edited The Slight Edge that I have a link to for you here.

~ Musa

You Owe You

This guy at work won R10k on this incentive the business was running.

Now he’s the target of sarcastic commentary.

People asking him for R1k then making comments & silly requests like “can you give me R1l?” “what is R1k to you? Something you can easily giveaway surely.”

People don’t grind but feel entitled over the fruits of someone else’s labor.

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How dare they shine on his shine.

Bloody mofos.

Reminds me of scavengers.

Get yours.

He doesn’t owe you.

In fact, You Owe You.

~ Musa

What Are You Passionate About?

garySh** I thought I had a draft pending.

It would have been easier.

But life is not easy.

Read somewhere that you become better.

But anyways, I wanted to write about how I hate this guy I was reading about.

He works on like 4 hours of sleep every day, and gets a lot done.

Because he’s got stuff to do & doesn’t procrastinate.

Without bitching about how tired he is the next day.

I go on about 9 hours of sleep and moan about how worn out I am.

Especially when I’m about to enter the gates of hell….I mean the gates leading to the entrance at work.

Gary loves what he does.

I wonder how it feels to wake up every day to do your life’s work.

To wake up, spending the day doing work you are passionate about.

I mean, it made me wonder: what are you passionate about?

And the guy just keeps on chunking away at it.

Day in & day out.

He doesn’t give a f*** whether you are following him or not.

He just keeps on pushing content after content.

Not skipping a beat.

He says he’s in it for the long run.

Something to think about, especially when we love these quick fix lifestyle we’re currently living.

Some of life’s principles never change regardless of how fast things are.

“Don’t wish it was easier wish you were better. Don’t wish for less problems wish for more skills. Don’t wish for less challenge wish for more wisdom” – Jim Rohn

~ Musa