Nothing, Is Impossible


From the beginning, during the middle and ultimately in the end, this theory all
boils down to one thing, something will happen.  The multi levels of the
definition I just stated, may mean many things to many more people, but what is
universal, is the actions that will take place in its aftermath.  In my humble
opinion, some of the things I've experienced have seemed more like a dream
than a life test.  That's right a test.  I label life as a road that offers many paths,
and as you travel up and down these paths, what you affect and what affects you,
is ultimately a test.  There is no right or wrong answer, no failing or passing, just
a reflection on what you know, how well you know it and how the adaptation of
the events pertain to your ability to relate to them.  Now for the sake of
experience, forget that I'm actually writing this, but remember what we are about
to talk about.  Use your knowledge of self, to gain knowledge of the person you
want to be, and need not to represent.  Think of this theory as a friend or family
member, and give them advice on things you yourself are in denial of.  Imagine
the importance on assisting, ignoring and applying all of the knowledge you
have, to give them a better understanding on why you are giving them what
they're not aware of, your personal opinion based on experience.  Think about if
your advice is free and open to be repelled or accepted, is it catered to uplift your
esteem or status or theirs, or is given in a healthy manipulative way to show
options that allow growth beyond the situation to those involved?  Understand
that many read in papers, see on television and hear through the grapevine how
remarkable things happen to people everyday.  What many don't realize is, they
actually happen to all of us.  It all comes down to what one is willing to accept,
believe, acknowledge and feel they deserve.

I consider myself the poster child for success.  I feel that my story, not better or
worse than yours or anyone else, but my story, is one that is imagined, lived and
crucified by the same elements that made it what it is.  I was once told that the
very thing that makes you, will ultimately be the very thing that breaks you.  I feel
that motto is absolutely right, because it is my ambition, vision and down to earth
characteristics, that made my likeable failures a somewhat hated success
in this world.  As I changed in stature, self awareness and financial placement,
so did my environment and how it seen me as the new face in the old crowd.  My
ideas and innovations may be celebrated on many levels, but so is my flaws
and things I accumulated in rising to this level.  If I was a hopeless romantic
when I was living just above the average income of the world, am I the same
when I'm up in the upper tier doing the same with better gifts?  I've come to
understand that the stereotype of those reaching certain points are truly unfair.  
More than likely, if a millionaire was a asshole as a child, then he or she will
more than likely be the same when they're an adult.  Its not that the area or
environment changed them, but they changed the perception of the arena once
they entered into it, with the baggage they brought along.

A friend of mine who once played in the NBA for many years and made many
many millions of dollars, is a perfect example.  Overall he's a great person once
you get to know him and his ways, but his habits that are the norm on where he
grew up and lived as a child, are not accepted where he eventually ended up as
an adult.  The very part of him that made him focused, comfortable and
imaginative, were the same things that brought him down to the level of
judgment and being scrutinized.  His ability to adapt, was not as strong as his
ability to accept and overcome change.  He grew up in the streets of East
Oakland, where drugs, shooting dice on the corner and illegal activity were a
way of life.  As many praised him for his talent on the court, they didn't teach or
instill the other qualities that were needed to deal with life off of the court.  In his
unstructured time of his profession, he seeked comfort in good and bad times
on what he knew, the streets and what is mutually accepted by them.  Nitzche
once wrote that, " One does not fly to fly.  One must first envision, crawl, walk and
then fail in flight, before one soars to the heavens".  But even after my friend
signed a fifty million dollar contract, the only way he knew how to celebrate was
with his hometown friends, on a street corner, smoking marijuana and
shooting dice.  Now, is that smart or stupid, or right or wrong? Neither, its what
he knew and what knew him as a friend and companion.  But now, those that
know him and of him, can't understand why he was picked up by the police in a
random raid of the area.  And how with his cosmetic means of financial security,
can he be so dumb to hang out with those below him.  Easy I say, because he is
a product of his own production, and not anything else.  Just that.