At some point I dimmed my light & started speaking less about how gifted I am or that “crazy” talk just so I wouldn’t offend those with low self esteem. I sacrificed myself for them & started becoming like them. Mediocrity was the bar & that didn’t sit well with my spirit.

It was my fault though for listening to that talk. I stopped believing the conversations I had with myself & God, started believing their fears & limits. I stopped following my intuition & started following them. My self-esteem was now dictated by them and not by me.

Truth is most people are powered by fear not faith. You have a better chance of tapping into your true potential by surrounding yourself with people that talk the same “crazy talk” & see no limits. You can’t do big things with small & locked minds.

Feel like I’m still recovering from the mediocre talk. There is no polite way of breaking away from that talk because once u start telling yourself you are great instead of waiting for them to tell you they will have a problem with that. They fear a free mind,it’s unsettles them.

I missed the rush of nerves before breaking out of my comfort zone. The perks of taking the road less travelled. The confidence that comes with shooting your shot at life. Realized that the problem was I was spending less time with my own mind and more on thinking like them.

I spent so much time by myself growing up & my favourite pass time was studying great people. I absorbed everything and tapped into my own, I started manifesting because of such. I was more excited about the world I saw in my head than the one I was in. I believed in magic.

I would get a rush from someone doubting me & wouldn’t stop until I made them a believer in what I was working with,not to stunt but to inspire. I had seen Michael Jackson, Jordan,The mighty ducks & My Dad etc do it,I wanted to give people the same feeling when they saw me do it.

My parents making it out of the rural areas wasn’t a hand out. They manifested that, I come from magicians. My Grand father was a farmer & preacher,my Dad sold oranges to pay for school fees. I’ve driven on the road he would ride his bike to go fetch his life. That’s my cloth.

I’ve mentioned it before. My Uncle told me I was special when I was in grade 5 & I believed him, he unlocked me. I see life from a crazy angle,where nothing is impossible. Being their “cool”? did that,mastered that,got bored & wanted more. Nothing is cooler to me than my purpose.

I mentioned yesterday that I’m going to confuse a lot of people before they get the bigger picture. Shoutout to the believers, there’s plenty of us Those crazy enough to follow their own path because the calling is louder than anything humans can call you

This thread right here, that’s me connected. Im speaking from a special place. A zone I can only tap into when it’s just myself & God. By the time they try tell me I’m not who I think I am I’ve already convinced myself that I am & allow myself to glow. My energy is loud.