YO. what is up, my guys? Hope you’ve all been mothafucking blessed man.

Before I get into this, I want to start by apologizing for two things:

1. Being inactive on Twitter (you’ll find out why in a second).

2. Calling you out with this post title.

but let’s talk about something real.

I had this acquaintance I used to live with.

A true character—funniest mf in the room, in an unfiltered, out-of-pocket kind of way. He said whatever came to mind, no filter, no hesitation. You know the type.

But man, his habits were something else.

(Not trying to throw shade at dude, just calling it as I saw it, and what it was)

I love this guy but he was out of shape, hitting the vape every chance he got, scrolling endlessly for hours, lost in a loop. And the wildest part?

You couldn’t tell him shit. He just ‘knew everything.’

Yet, despite all that, he had this habit of preaching—on fitness, mindset, success, discipline. Talking about what works, what doesn’t. Justifying his lifestyle with theories and words, while living the complete opposite.

And that’s when it hit me—

When you’re in a weak state, spiritually, physically, mentally… words become your biggest enemy.

It’s easy to talk about self-improvement, to write some motivational thread, or give advice that sounds good. But it’s hard to actually live it, to follow through, and it becomes even harder when you aren’t actually congruent to what you preach.

You trick yourself into believing you’re ‘him,’ but unless you’ve built yourself up to a place of real strength, you’re just pouring from an empty cup.

A cup that leaks can’t hold water, and if you don’t know how to create more for yourself, you’ll always be running dry.

That being said—

The past few months have humbled me.

I’ve realized I’m nowhere near the identity I’m trying to craft online. The inner-solidity, the unwavering presence — I don’t have it yet, and that’s fine.

I thought I was solid. Thought my habits were locked in. But to be transparent, I still folded to my lower self. scrolled a little too much, judged a bit too much, listened to those demons — lust, judgment, fear, impulse, strong desire.

Woke up late. Ate like shit sometimes. Got lost in my own head a lot.

And most importantly, I didn’t have the control over my thoughts, actions, and patterns that I thought I had.

I was in a low point for a while, and I was pretty unconscious of that fact, but being the position I’m in now, more elevated, more clear, I can now see that.

This shit goes deep, there are layers to my subconscious that I didn’t understand at the time. Mental clogs that I didn’t know how to resolve or get past at the time.

That’s why I named this post - ‘you’re weaker than you think’.. I was, and I think a lot of people are.

this is spiritual warfare, it’s not something that can be understood by a single tweet, every second there are forces trying to pull you down, that you need to be aware of, forces that are trying to take you off pivot. forces that will always win if you don’t understand the deeper mechanisms of yourself.

it goes deep, and I don’t want to get too deep into it in this right now.

even though I know I could’ve gained more followers by just tweeting every day, rehashing the same self-improvement takes that everyone in the bubble is…

It just felt like a rat race.

Recently I’ve stepped back and dove deeper into my own evolution. Less time in the bubble, less time preaching, less time consuming external influences. More time being rooted in myself with meditation, deep work, spiritual growth, chasing higher knowledge.

ironic, i know.. i know.. no point in saying it. but that’s just whats been up.

A deeper part of me knows that I’m meant to guide in some way, I’ve always been that figure to people that are close to me, a mentor type, someone to look up to.

but I know that i’m going to need more time to build myself up, before i start giving flat out advice, knowledge, or wisdom.

at least, till i know it feels right.

i could always shit post, and write random shit, but ehh, never been my thing.

what ive been upto.

recently I’ve been in the lab, trying to craft something real, something that matters to me.

video content and editing have been pulling me in, so I’m working on a niche channel—one that explores movement, deeper self-improvement (meditation, inner knowledge), and blends art with editing to create something engaging.

I’ll reveal the channel once i start getting more efficient with the uploads.

Been diving deeper into handstands and bodyweight training more than weight lifting, because it’s honestly just cooler. Still love lifting, but ay.. being able to control your body is just another feeling.

less fixated on outcomes with everything, more on the process, more on what feels meaningful, more on what i can feel pulling me in.

and as for Twitter, I’m unsure if I’ll tap back into it anytime soon. Long-form writing feels more natural. Right now, I just want a space to document things as I build and create in the background. Less noise. More actual creation.

Above all, I’m focused on how I can contribute to the community in a way that aligns with my integrity. Been done chasing quick clicks, quick followers—this is about creating something meaningful.

i always underestimate how long this is going to take, and the vision can be demotivating at times, but the biggest reminder to me is to simply

take it one step at a time baby.

that’s about it man, not a lot of subs i have on here, but this was just an overall vent.

a lot of y’all are still on my mind, at least the ones i’d see on my feed, that i used to be engaging with a lot.

hope you guys have been blessed man, hope more clarity is coming ur way.

keep fucking thriving.