There’s a universe where from today onwards you became the epitome of Professionalism.
Every step is purposeful.
Every move is quickly and efficiently calculated.
Plan for 20 minutes, BOOM, DONE, EXECUTE IT.
You've been given another day of life. How will you use it?
Will you wait until tomorrow as you've done for years...or DECIDE today is the day you commit to excellence?
Everybody wishes they were me when I'm in my Bugatti.
But no one wishes they were me when I'm incarcerated.
Newton's Third Law.
For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.
Exceptional doesn't always mean good, it means far from average.
I am one of the richest and most influential men on the face of planet earth.
While the forces of evil attack me,
Everyone who defends me by speaking the truth will be monumentally rewarded.
I told the prison guard I enjoy sitting by myself and staring at walls.
He said "I think you enjoy a different type of life"
I told him I changed my mind then smiled at him.
He closed my window and never replied.
It is the most adaptable that survives.
There is only one way to survive in Jail.
That is with absolute self-control and discipline.
In Jail, your daily pleasures are extremely small,
Phone calls and hot coffee.
When you wake up, you will naturally want to grab a nice hot coffee and make your phone calls.
I felt the earthquake last night,
One of the scariest things about jail.
Is the concept of an earthquake or a fire, because you cannot run.
In a life-or-death situation
I am not sure my Shotokan would puncture the steel doors in time
"They intend to put out the light of Allah with their mouths. But Allah will complete His light, even though the disbelievers hate it."
Surah al-Saff: 8
Bugattis and private jets.
Eastern block Solitary confinement.
The highest highs and lowest lows.
But every day I smile and thank god because my brother is still alive.
Nothing else matters.
“A conspiracy is everything that ordinary life is not. It’s the inside game, cold, sure, undistracted, forever closed off to us. We are the flawed ones, the innocents, trying to make some rough sense of the daily jostle.”
-Don Delillo, Libra