A deep letter of Inspiration

Moments where you just sit down and question your reality.

Look back at all the decisions you’ve made, ask yourself what are you doing wrong.

I question reality every single day, is it a problem or am i just built differently.

Did God look at me and say you have a special purpose, because i feel like i have one.

Anytime i wake up i feel i have something to do, days where i doom scroll i feel bad, like this is not what I’m made for.

I’ve been feeling like this for a while, that i have a special calling, special purpose bigger than me.

The purpose to inspire, the purpose to create something every single day.

The purpose to tell everyone that is lost that there is a way and you can actually be someone important and worthwhile during your short time on this floating rock.

So every day i wake up, anything I’m doing i try to put my best because I believe i have something to prove.

I need to stake my claim on this earth that i came, and I didn’t just go like everyone else, normal, unremarkable.

I came and I took what was available, I created abundantly.

Not for a few days or months, but for decades and aeons.

To show who came before and who came after that i did what every man dreamt of but couldn’t achieve because of fear or other causes.

That i am a man that dreamt and achieved.

I will make this claim not only for the glory of God or personal glory, but for every man to know and understand that anything that can be thought of can be achieved.

And i would not be remembered as a common man, JB, or Joba.

But as a man that wrote his deepest fears and hopes, not for glory, but for inspiration.