Brokes And Wholes

What do I talk about today.

I never know.

Have I run out of things to say?

Maybe.

Maybe.

We all know energy and time are the true forms of currency.

But I'm going to add another.

No, not paper and metal.

I'm going to say your soul.

Your character.

Your integrity.

Your backbone.

Your ability to look yourself in the mirror.

And like who you see.

Not what.

I would say pride but some say that's not a good thing to call it.

🦁

As broke as I've been, I would like to think I never sold that.

Never sold out.

And the crowd goes mild!

When you trade soul for cash, that's the one that breaks you.

And I don't want you to break.

Or be broke, for that matter.

But broke and whole is better than rich and broken.

Make sense?

Make cents?

Make sense.

Make cents.

Look in the mirror.

Right now.

Who, not what, do you see?

If you can look and smile, deeply, genuinely, you have won.

Man, do I look funny.

😋

And if you frown or weep, well, there's still time.

You have the energy.

I hope.

I hope.

I'm not talking superficial surfaces here.

Go inside.

Dig deep.

First principles.

Foundation.

I bet there's something still there.

Untouched.

Unsold.

Good.

And priceless.

Some of the best babyfaces were at first the worst heels.

To those who struggle, with their souls intact.

I salute you.

Coke zero in hand.

Better broke and whole.

Don't you always say in an A or B choice, to choose C?

Don't be an arse, stay whole.