Today's sermon is for the boy child.
Have respect for yourself and stop chasing people who don't chase after you too!
If people disrespect you, have respect for yourself by simply walking away and not begging them to stay. Begging is simping, and simping is embarrassing and dehumanising.
There are people out there who want to be with you. Invest in those people.
NEVER use money to entice others because the day you don't have money, they will walk away.
If you have a nice home or car, don't showcase it to attract people.
Pretend as if they are not there.
The people who like you for who you are and not for what you have are the real people who should be in your life!
People show you who they are the first time they enter your life.
Once they disrespect you, delete their number from your phone to avoid the stupid drunken temptation of simping by calling or texting them.
Always engage with women who have something to lose.
People with nothing to lose will embarrass you in public, even lying about you because they have no moral compass or self-respect.
That is the type that will post their chats with them in public, they will do so because they don’t have self respect for themselves, they are simply ghetto rats!
My motto is always to be with women at your level or even higher if you can.
A ghetto rat will always be a ghetto rat when they have nothing to lose, they don't understand the damage of their actions.
When I say level, I am not talking about money, but self respect, moral compass and decency.
If you pick people in nightclubs, don't be surprised when they go there!
“And i say unto you, she is for the streets. So be not weary when she must return from whence she came.”
Avoid people who spend most of their time gossiping about other people especially those that gossip about their friends or family, tomorrow you will be their staple diet for gossip! Remove such kind from your life because they are the ultimate loser.
Have friends that you learn something from, don’t have friends whose main purpose in life is to make you party, drink and repeat the same all over again!
Be a King in your life, a King always makes wise decisions for himself and those around them.
More importantly, protect your sisters from vultures, protect yourself and your brothers from women of moral inadequacies. Be a King, a real King!
Read, read, read, read, a man who doesn’t read is empty and that emptiness comes through when they talk. Knowledge is power!
Respecting oneself is a fundamental principle that, when applied, can save one from heartache and disappointment.
It is important to recognise when someone isn't reciprocating the same effort or interest and have the courage to walk away.
The concept of simping, where one desperately tries to please or appease others at the expense of their own dignity, can be quite damaging.
It not only erodes self-respect but also prevents one from finding genuine connections with people who truly value and appreciate them.
It is essential to focus on building relationships based on authenticity and mutual appreciation, rather than material possessions.
If you pay attention to the early signs of disrespect and learning to let go, you would have created the power to choose who remains in your life.
That power is what defines you as a real man and not a simp!
Remember what I said boy child, READ, being knowledgeable is sexy and attractive.
No seriously woman wants to be with a daft man unless they are doing it for money! Money comes and goes, but knowledge is for life!
Be popular for being knowledgeable and not for gossip, partying, being a drunk or being a nasty person.
Be popular for being knowledgable and being the person people in your community trust for wisdom!
When you value yourself and show respect for yourself, no amount of gossip or hatred will bother you, your works in your community will speak for you!
Celebrate your achievements, don’t let people rain on your parade, ex-communicate them from your life because they are jealous of you and are your enemies not friends. Real friends will celebrate your achievements.
Respect the women in your lives, success doesn’t mean a license to disrespect others, a high achiever wants to see others doing well!
Be there for your children, many of today's problems are a reflection of bad parenting that can go on to destroy lives when damaged children become leaders.
Finally boy child, NEVER be afraid to speak the truth when called to do so, don’t defend and promote mediocrity.
Let people hate you for telling the truth, such individuals are useless in your life because they want you to be a liar, block them, they are not good people.
Don’t let bad minded people in your life no matter how attractive they are, many men have been destroyed by such people!
Don't worry about haters who cast aspersions on your life, they don't even know a quarter of it.
There are going to be bad minded people on social media who will be rude and idiotic, don't waste time with such, block them for your good mental health.
#UseMalePriviledgeToGetIncome
I resigned from my job of 10 years and finished serving notice on 2 October 2017. I was earning a good salary of around R500 000 per year. I hated the job environment, there was no career progression, I got managed by people who were less experienced and less qualified than me. The job was so stressful. The trick was to put your head down and earn the next pay cheque, at some point you discover there is more to life, you ought to live a bit. I had invested $20 000 in a piggery project in Chivhu and a transport hustle in Pretoria. In September before I put my resignation I had a decision to make, should I shut the Zim project.
On 2 October 2017, the day my notice period was ending, I requested to leave work earlier around 2pm as I needed to catch a bus to Harare. The GM turned my request down. I had given my whole to the company in the 10 years. In 10 years I had taken only 2 sick leave days and had won many top performer awards but that didn’t count for anything. I was only released around 15:30hours. I drove home parked my car, walked to Bosman Station. I paid R300 for a bus ticket to Harare. We arrived in Harare the following evening. On 4 October 2017 I woke up in my bedroom in Zimre Park alone. It was the most peaceful feeling I had for a long time. Waking up in a house not owned by a bank, I didn’t need to rush to Pretoria to a job I was only in for the money. Thank god I never turned to alcoholism and drugs to cope with my sadness.
Being my mother’s son I was taught kuti munhu haubidirwe nezuva wakarara. I was up early to catch mushikashika to Chivhu. I got to the farm, makireshi were running out, pigs were hungry. I bought 2 buckets enough for a day. I went back to Harare. The next day I took a bus to kwa Janhi in Mutoko. In 2015 I bought a brand new grinding mill gave mukoma, all I wanted was makireshi. I got to his plot, he didn’t have a bucket for me after one full year, I was really angry. I had not slept properly for 3 days. I took a quick nap when I woke up, I said it’s ok and told Mereka let’s make a plan. We went to kwaJanhi and managed to buy 2 tonnes of makireshi and sunflower cake.
I travelled to Harare and phoned my brother in law to carry the feed to Chivhu. I went back to SA for 2 days. I then hitch-hiked back to Zimbabwe and now I brought R20 000.00. I knew, I would be musango for at least a week. I bought empty masaga ar Mbare and travelled to Mutoko. I started moving from one grinding mill to the other. I actually have no problem with walking because I am a Comrades runner. I saw this family they had been making maputi and had many maputi rejects full of debris. I offered them $200 and we spent 2 days tichiwurutsa.
I remember walking 6kms after 8pm to kwaJanhi. I got there around 10pm and I ate a packet of loose biscuits and drank water and slept. The next day I walked back to finish packing the reject maputi. All in all I got about 6 tonnes of maputi and makireshi. I went back to Harare and phoned my brother in law, it seems as if I was bothering him. I didn’t want to involve my father in law the owner of the truck. I went back to Mutoko. A friend refused to accept my money as I used to help him a lot when I operated shops there. He only asked me to pay for fuel. We carried all the feed to Corner Store along Nyamapanda road.
After about an hour a Malawian registered truck stopped and he only wanted Rands. I only had R500, he took R400 and carried everything to Chivhu. My father in law’s Hilux came and we did 3 trips to the farm. That is when my piggery project really took off. I started only visiting Zim once a week. I would get lifts in a Gonyeti in Pretoria and leave the border early arriving in Chivhu around 10am. Would go to the farm. Late afternoon going back to SA.
As a man do what you have to do. It’s not only about formal jobs, many qualified people can’t get a job but there is something you can do, gold panning, leave Zim. JUST DO SOMETHING, PLEASE!!!