My dear, Every next level of your life will demand a different you. A whole different version of yourself. Life is filled with a series of plateaus, each higher than the next. And if we really look up at the next level, standing where we are today, what we’ll see are our future selves, smiling – waiting for the current us to grow and catch-up. And on and on, until we reach heights we could never dream of. So when you feel...

My dear, Nobody cares. Work harder. Everyone is dealing with their own personal troubles day in, day out; hardly anyone has time to care about anything outside of their immensely demanding life. Even when you’re struggling, in pain, broken, nobody cares, not really. It’s a harsh truth of life. So work harder. Because the only person you can really depend on is yourself. You accomplished something today, good – nobody...

My dear, Education doesn’t sound revolutionary right? It’s been around for ages. But did you know that the most effective way to decrease the drastic population numbers and sexual assault almost entirely is to just simply give all poor women an education? There’s so many examples of simple everyday things we take for granted that become revolutionary the moment they’re accessible to the poor: libraries, clean water,...

My dear, It’s a trap! It’s a trap! Keep the curious eyes. Keep the soft hands, the easy laughter, and the open pain. Don’t fall to this trap and lose it all. Falsely yours, A....

My dear, Hip-hop is not a fad, or a trend. In fact, it’s not even a religion, or a lifestyle. Hip-hop is a life. It’s a way of walking, of talking.. of breathing. If hip-hop dies and you’re still around, don’t claim it, only those who go with it deserve it. As I said, Hip-Hop is a life. Falsely yours, A....

My dear, Have you seen the streets? Heard the news? Lived in the homes? Experienced the businesses? Talked to the people? ..Why are you so content then? Open your eyes, look again, look closer, pay attention this time. Falsely yours, A....

My dear, Sometimes I would like to ask God why He allows poverty, suffering, and injustice when He could do something about it. But I’m afraid He would ask me the same question. And what would I say then? I’m sorry I was watching TV? I’m sorry, I was too busy surfing Facebook and Twitter to notice it all? Frankly, I make it a rule of mine not to ask questions that would shut my trap if redirected back at me. Falsely...

My dear, Who is worse shoed than the shoemaker’s wife? The shoemaker’s children. The shoemaker’s children go barefoot. The shoemaker, occupied with making shoes for the town’s feet forgets about the ones closest to him. The shoemaker, who puts ‘make my family shoes’ at the end of his to-do list forgets that he never quiet reaches the end. The shoemaker for want of providing for his family, forgets the...

My dear, Sorry to say but the secret doesn’t lie in forever wishing upon countless shooting stars. The secret lies in action. If you want something in your life you’ve never had, you’ll have to do something, you’ve never done. It’s simple science. The same actions give the same results. And different actions, better actions, give different results.. better results. Do what you’ve never done to get what...

My dear, The other side is not always greener. If it is it’s because you haven’t watered your patch well enough.. or at all. The grass is always greener where you water it. The thing about grass is that it doesn’t care one bit about which side it’s on. All it cares about is that it gets fed and nourished. The same thing’s true with dreams, they don’t care whose mind they occupy. They just care about...