"So what he/she keeps talking about you and hating on you. What do you think a hater's job is...to hate. If you have someone hating on you right now you better think of how to get five more people hating by Christmas. You need haters to make you stronger...without haters most people wouldn't try to become better. Just tell them bitch you just hate me because you can't be me." - Katt Williams
I couldn't have said it any better, Katt. I have haters too. My current count is 17. I could name names but that's not my steelo. In order to reach your highest potential, you have to get and stay motivated every day. Some days, the work of greatness will come easily to you. You will be so enamored with the worth of your mission that you will be able to push forward with ease. Some days, however, your motivation will wane, your step will drag, and your courage will weaken. These are the days in which you may need to use every trick in your book to stay motivated. These are the days in which haters are the most useful to you. Your haters are waiting for you to quit, waiting for you to admit that they were right all along about you. Will you let them have the satisfaction? Your haters are on standby waiting to stand over you after you’ve fallen from the mountain up which they were too frightened or too lazy to climb. Will you sit still for the diss? I sure as fuck won't.
Until next time...
Refer to the topic of this post,
Whiskey Tim
Life is complicated. People come, people go, and not everything is as it seems. You don't have to be Aristotle or Einstein to come to that conclusion. I heard a funny story the other day that made me think...
"A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was. The dung was actually thawing him out. He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him."
Now take what you want from this story, but I left thinking three things:
1. Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy
2. Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend
3. And when you’re in deep shit, it’s best to keep your mouth shut
It's funny how one day life can seem utterly perfect and stable and then the next, it can turn to shit, turmoil, chaos and downright desperation. But fortunately/unfortunately, life is long. And if we're lucky enough, we learn from it. What have you learned?
Until next time...
Go Fuck Yourselves,
Whiskey Tim
