People respect you more when they don't see you often. Even parents. Trust me. It's strange how distance rearranges love, how absence restores what closeness erodes. When people are deprived of your presence, they start seeing you clearly again, not through habit but through awareness. Proximity dulls perception. Space sharpens it. That's just how the human mind works.
I think one of the most heartfelt experiences in life is discovering that someone genuinely enjoys your presence. Not what you provide, Not your accomplishments. Just you, your thoughts, your energy, your existence.
A weird experience that happens in your mid-late twenties is you see your peers morph into the archetypical adult phenotypes. Like the strict school teacher, or the crazy woman in the neighborhood, or the used car salesman. You see your old friends and classmates become this.
This sentence from Carl Jung hits hard.
“No matter how isolated you are and how lonely you feel, if you do your work truly and conscientiously, unknown friends will come and seek you.”
This bro must hang in there, R1000 can be R100 000 tomorrow on this thing, fuck people’s talks, 2016 Oct that’s how my journey started.
Today I’m taking care of myself and my family, fuck everything else , including people’s opinions which don’t put bread on the table
Manifestation is real, which means the universe isn't testing your wishes.
It's testing your choices.
Every decision is getting you closer to an identity, every action builds evidence of who you are choosing to be.
Choose discipline over comfort.
Faith over fear.
Creation over chaos.
Your life becomes a reflection of the person you repeatedly prove yourself to be.
being a coloured person is interesting bc when i look at my black brethren i can’t help but feel envious bc their identity is marked by histories way before western colonialism when ours is one that is by its nature defined by it. we do not have a history outside of colonialism
The British imported cheap labour from India because many Zulus refused to work under exploitative conditions in the late 1800s. Looks like that same energy is still alive today.