🌅 Morning
Boroszewo, Poland
All systems fired up.
We’re activating the turbo.
Fasten your seatbelts motherfuckers.
This ship is headed for
New Galaxies.
Enough.
This entry marks the end of the weakling era.
I’m regaining control.
Buffer than ever,
I’m hungry for the Power.
Here’s what’s gonna happen:
The work
I am not fucking around anymore.
No jabs.
Only full-on hooks.
Fuck what people think.
Fuck what my parents think.
Fuck what my inner critic thinks.
The Hero is fed up with listening to imaginary voices.
It’s time I listened to the one that matters.
My own.
SMASH.
A sense of agency.
That’s what I’m after.
I can’t think my way into this state.
Only ACTION, and a Powerful one can get me Here.
Today is dedicated to exercising my rawest force.
I’m tapping into reservoirs so deep I might need a submarine.
It’s high time.
I’m in the Game.
Woof Woof
🌘 Evening
Boroszewo, Poland
So yeah, it’s Halloween night,
and I’m at home,
working / writing.
It’s something past me could never understand.
Any yet, for B of today,
hardly anything could feel more me.
5 minutes ago I’ve uploaded the last journal from the previous season.
I’m so glad I invested today into making this happen.
I feel lighter and in control.
Power of agency.
Today did not go super smoothly family-wise.
Especially in the morning I was irritable (very much so) and bossy.
The wholehearted Daddy & Partner I was over the last 10 or so days lost reign to the frustrado.
It happens.
All I can say in my defense,
is that I really poured & poured & poured lately.
Maybe my own cup simply reached bottom.
Anyways, a big sorry is due.
There’s no excuse for behaving like a jerk in our house.
On the sunny side:
⭐ The process od working
I adore the days dedicated to my journals.
Time flies by,
I’m concentrated AND relaxed,
fun is being had ;)
I’Adore.
I’m super happy with today’s output too.
One block built.
Now, onto the next one.
⭐ Flying Hugo
I wanted to make up for the earlier mishaps & coldness with extra fun.
That turned out great.
Hugi was so happy with the jumps, so fearless in breaking records.
Extreme DNA shared.
Lov ya, bud!
⭐ Power
The first part of the day, esp. meditation & workout & writing, was dedicated to reigniting my sense of power.
It worked.
It’s such a fantastic feeling to be in charge, to move into the desired way & direction.
Possibly addictive, right.
But still better than weakling helplessness and drifting.
⭐ 5 am slot
I was sooo sleepy… It took a lot of effort to power through, but I did it, and even found some joy in it.
Everything for my baby boy.
⭐ Mustache trim
Good to have you back, Amigo
⭐ Messaging with Gregi
⭐ Jack o’Lantern
All in all, it was still a great day.
They all are.
Sometimes it’s just me
who’s too stirred to see it.
Move through the fog
& enjoy every.single.moment.
No(mind) secret