On a beautiful summer day in Virginia, The trees are green and the grass is wavy. The hills bringing a nice hue of green to everything in sight. When I look outside to see a deer looking back at me. Then I become a deer. The deer looking for food in a grassy desert that was once my home. Now, where my bed was is now a patch of nothing! The nothingness that I built from. When I saw the monsters across the way I assumed they would never come to my side of the forest. I thought they would be fed by the trees overthere and not my home. When is a good time to stand for something? When? I noticed more of the village community moved in to my side of the forest after the monsters left. When they would tell me how much pain they felt when the monsters came and took their homes. The homes that had their beds and family. Some lost loved ones. Lots lost a stable enviroment to grow. This is my feeling! I lost all my dreams in hopes with my home. That bed helped me have vision that home would be where my kids would grow. Now gone for the big stone slabs those bipedals worship and get products. Now I must go, that bipedal sees me.
Self-Hate is the most destructive kind of love. Why do I say it is a destructive kind of love? Because What I have observed is that we are not born to hate anything. We are born to learn but definitely not hate. When I see a baby crying for food or attention. I see an entity learning how to fill its belly or satiate a need. There is no hate there. I have never seen a deer hate someone without having a past with that person. I see self-hate as a love of the past.
The past was good to some but was bad to others. When the ones who were mistreated by the past look back they see themselves being mistreated. They just see it at face value nothing more nothing less. When they want to improve themselves they remember the time they wanted to do something different and failed at it. This stops them from trying again out of fear of ridicule and mistreatment. Why is this such a horrible thing? Because success doesn’t happen at a push of the button. Sometimes, you have to push the button till you don’t have a finger to press it anymore.
Self-Hate will hold you back from building relationships. Building relationships is a lost art form. The love of our past makes us live in the past. When we meet people of a certain color, demeanor, or even height. We can be prone to mistreat them because of our past. Self-hate can make our allies look like our enemies and our enemies look like our friends. We can end up helping our enemy and breaking our friends. The same friends that have been with us through thick and thin, Can look like our enemy from one bad day.
Self-hate makes us be very patient with our enemies but very impatient with our friends. Our enemy can be threatening to kill us but self-hate makes us laugh it off. Our friend could forget us at the store one time and we want to break ties with them forever. Why does self-hate make us love our enemies more? Because self-hate wants us dead.
Self-Hate is happy when you handle your problems passively. Self-hate loves to see you stressing from self-inflicted pain. Self-hate will change your life priorities to where you are paying the bar before you pay your bills. To where you are paying the store before paying the bills. Self-hate loves you being a detriment to yourself.
The solution to Self-Hate is very easy. Self-Hate is caused by unresolved conflict. When we are told to forgive someone it is meant to heal yourself. Your mind can play the rationalization game very well. It can make everything look like the fault of others in an instance. When we can forgive the past and take the effort to build ourselves in many ways. We can learn to move forward and love ourselves. Effort is an amazing game changer. When we get out there and resolve our problems.
Propaganda comes in many forms! Propaganda can be the show you watched where all the rich people have a heart of gold. It could be the show about a leader which only shows one part of their life but leave out all the bad or progressive stuff. I believe many of us have been victims of propaganda. When we mistreat each other because we have been told to think of each other or if you see your friend of a different race as “one of the good ones” You Are A Victim of Propaganda. If you see yourself as “one of the good ones” You Are A Victim of Propaganda. Propaganda is defined as especially bias or misleading information used to promote a cause or point of view. Propaganda can be “your not the solution to your life, We ARE!”. Propaganda is very detrimental to us as human beings and wishes for us to not think critically of it.
In my book Powerfuls I go in depth about thinking critically. Even in school I have had to look outside the class and the text. Question everything given to you it could be a poison hidden in a good meal.
Spider-man is a great case on how you have to get your idea out there. In 1962, Marvel was going to cancel the Amazing Fantasy comics because of poor sales. This prompted Stan Lee to write a comic book to supply teenage readers with a character they can identify with. Stan Lee and Steve Ditko came up with the character of Spider-Man. This character is a teenager with the name ending in “man”. This in a time when teenage characters were named “boy”. Stan Lee went to his editor several times to get the character approved. He was turned down several times because his editor wasn’t ready to take on the character of Spider-Man. The character that has MADE Marvel a big name and brought them into film. The character made Stan Lee the editor and face of Marvel. He is 94 years old and is invited to all the comic conventions and is an inspiration for many up and coming comic book artist and writers. You could be the next Stan Lee but you gave up on an idea on the first NO. Now, noone knows who you are or are inspired by your your actions. You still get visions of success but too fearful to take your next step. Get The Lazy Man’s Hustle today and follow the outline. It will get you to your next level. Follow the link and enjoy freedom of vision