-Anthony, Pine Knot, KY
I don’t really like to talk about confidence because it has the tendency to rub people the wrong way as if I’m demonstrating exaggerated confidence. Although I am reluctant to do so, I’m about to bestow an element of surprise upon your young life that I hope inspires you to be the one to improve reality and save humanity.
I was young when I began serving my 737 month sentence and I felt hopeless being shuttled from jail to jail prior to prison facility designation. The light at the end of the tunnel seemed like a figment of my imagination. I was an outsider in the federal district where the Marshal kept me. I was invisible because none of the prisoners from the local heard of me or even cared who I was.
The fact that I thought it was over for me and there wasn’t much to live for created the defect camouflage. I had so many situations where I was outnumbered and that led to my opinions being left unheard. I found myself arguing so much and having altercations in the jails because I was not recognized for my point of view. The majority of my fellow inmates were annoying to me, sometimes I would just shut down on everyone another times I expressed my frustration in one way or another.
I remember being at a particular jail where I had a cell mate who was entertaining his homies in the cell while I was present. I was in there at the time laying on my mat on the floor because I didn’t like climbing to the upper bunk. Nonetheless, I was laying on the floor on my side facing the wall, awake, while they twaddled about foolishness. I was despondent and feeling hopeless.
One of his homies asked my cellmate, “What’s the deal with yo’ cellie?”
My cellmate told him, “He just got sentenced to a lot of time. Leave him alone. He is in his zone.”
He tried to sanitize it but I didn’t care about anything going on in there. I easily could have stepped out onto the dayroom area to watch TV or walk, but I was wreck and I didn’t have confidence in myself or anything.
A short time thereafter, I made it to a federal institution and began rebuilding my confidence by learning the ropes of appealing sentences on my own. I studied books that taught me Motion Practice. I found guys in my housing unit that were rappers and rap enthusiasts. I made those people my society. In doing so, I found a use for my love of writing and performing rap songs.
Also, working out was an activity that solidified my presence with the prisoners who worked out with me. I was clinging to those three occupations for dear life. I was in a mode of operation that defined who I was purported to be as I did my time in prison.
I was so consumed by those three activities that I stopped grieving, and it was then, that my time began to zoom by at warp speed. Retrospectively, years felt like months, and I was no longer losing confidence.
I grew in knowledge of the law as I progressed through each phase of appealing my charges. I wrote nearly 1000 songs, and I was able to keep myself from becoming obese or scrawny. Through the varying institutions over the year, I discovered an invaluable companion who built my confidence some more. That companion’s name is Literature. Not just any kind of books, but non-fiction books, self-help books, history books, conspiracy books, religious books, and books about writing styles and books about politicians.
When I mixed my daily routine with reading, I began observing myself in another way. I was on the verge of perceiving that anything and everything within the realm of the products of imagination was and is doable. It all became a matter of reading, understanding utilizing my newly discovered intel. I began feeling praiseworthy.
Recently, I tattooed the word serendipity across my hair line on my forehead. We are faced with all kinds of impossibilities that are becoming more and more possible. This is part of my intuitive confidence. I look in the mirror, I see serendipity and brace for my future blessings. The gift of finding valuable or agreeable things is exclusively for those of us who have been treated like toxins. I found perpetual confidence without looking for it in the spotlight or a recovery magazine.
Think about if you take your ability to understand, learn and apply intelligence across many domains just like you’ve always done and activate serendipity. Material, life and needs for enlightenment, eternity, galactics, and all the possibilities within time and infinite measurement are things that can be imagined and mastered beyond anything imaginable. Then what?
There is no help but self-help. My intuitive confidence in the future has to seize time by the leash. Look at earth like a spaceship. It’s a spaceship guided by amplified vibrations of thoughts. We will coexist when the combined similarities in our thoughts.
This is just the beginning of the infinity quest. Therefore, you must take at least one photograph, leaping vertically as high as you can, so that the photographer can capture the picture of you levitating off the ground at the apex. This will memorialize the activation of intuitive confidence.
May you be blessed and highly favored.