A Man On His Path

When the mind is centered in the present, each moment becomes new, fresh, and alive. None is taken for granted; each becomes its own entity

To attack someone I love is to attack the best part of me. There is no higher form of disrespect.

My goals are my god, and anything or anyone against them is a devil. If you no longer support me, I will unapologetically cut you out of my life, whether our ties are of blood, water, or ink

By accepting the darkness within myself, I see the light in everything else. I’m not afraid of monsters, because I’m used to demons inside my head

I can’t change the past, but I can change how I feel about it. I can’t undo my mistakes, but I can make sure they don’t happen again. I can’t change the way I was raised, but I can make sure my future children never go through the same bullshit I did

Your whole life you thought you were special because of some sob story you made an identity out of. Sorry, that’s your ego, and if it’s more, then get psychiatric help. End of the day, someone out there has suffered more but complained less, and came from less but achieved more

Your inner demons are the most hurt part of you in the need of the most love. They’re not big, scary monsters, but rather cute, furry little imps. And although they’re yappy, they just want your love and attention. After all, you’ve abused and neglected them your whole life

Some people’s “friends” are so shitty that I can’t even imagine how bad their enemies must be

Time deteriorates the eyes of our heart until we’re forced to wear the kaleidoscopic glasses of society. True learning is a process of unlearning. Children, not elders, teach us the most important life lessons, because they remind us how simple things can (and should) be

Thank God we’re human and make mistakes! A machine will never be able to create art, compose music, or love like us, because all of those things are based off imperfections. We’re not perfect, black and white algorithms – we’re like a Pollock painting: a beautiful mess of colors

Are you getting older, or are you getting newer?

Dear, even though you’re the personification of a faux pas – chugging wine and dancing obnoxiously – you’re still the belle of the ball. Because while you’re not “perfect” like these uptight bimbos, you’re perfectly fine with yourself, and that’s got everyone in awe

You painted me as a villain, so I took your brush and painted a picture more grotesque and bizarre than you could ever imagine. I pitied your hard work and couldn’t stand seeing you be called a liar

Love makes me softer, but ironically it's the biggest reason I need to get tougher. I need to protect and provide for those I love. Naturally, love dulls the senses – inciting dependence and laziness. Tamed, love becomes a limitless source of courage and creativity

She’s centered and grounded yet creative and free – an unpossessing spirit of youth bound by maturity. And even though I see her in lipstick and heels now, she’s the same girl I used to chase around playgrounds

Ironically, the only thing you can be certain exists is the only thing that cannot be measured: your individual consciousness

I'm definitely not selling this account, and I plan on starting to post on it again... Eventually 😅

That last tweet was an April Fools' joke by my friend. He was trying to make it look like someone was hacking my phone 😒

I wish we finished on good terms and grew out of each other, not grew apart from each other

The best entrepreneurs are childlike (but not childish/unprofessional). They ooze creativity, and the entire economy is their playground

Thoughts on cheating