So Im sitting here sipping on my Grand Marnier, and it hits me: I moved all the way to Detroit,MI for opportunity. The opportunity to escape the California tax oppression, and cost of living to live how it was meant for all of us to live.

As a people we are programmed to want more. Dare say hard wired. Why not follow your instinct, and go where happiness takes you. I’ve had a few battles with home sickness, as recently as last week. But at the end of the day, I’m somewhere carving out my own destiny, and dammit I plan to win!

This is me just ranting so bear with me.

It just occurred to me — and by occurred I mean it really dawned on me, that a young man from the bottom, made a website, and taught himself how to: edit, write, record, create content (audio and video) design merchandise and everything in-between — got dammit I’m a full blown businessman. Now tell me what you can’t do, so I can look you in the face and call you a liar.

I’m talking motivation. Huh?

I’m saying, fuck talking about racism all day because that’s broke shit. Let’s put our money together or let me teach you what I taught myself.

It’s enough money out here for all of us, but we’re too busy being distracted, and taking the simplistic bait. One thing I’ve learned is, when you get to a certain level, folks only want to talk green. As in, how to make more of it. What doesn’t make more money is complaining. Plans, and solutions. Do I have your attention?

It’s late, I’m sipping my potion and I’m in the mood to hustle. I’m in here making flow charts, and figuring out my next move? What are you up to? Not being arrogant, but I’m asking a question. Time stops for no man, and no woman, so make time work for you.

I said all that to say this: You can’t listen with your mouth open.

Let’s get this money. It’s instrumental to gaining power.