the brain is an amazing organ. mine is especially talented. tonight my brain talked me into believing that i'm getting sick, i suck at virtually everything, and i will forever be poor and struggling.
tonight, i sat my brain down and was like, "fuck you brain. i am not sick, i am healthy. i do not suck, i'm actually rather talented and special (in a good way). and just so ya know, i may be broke now but prosperity and wealth exist right around the corner---so effin close i can taste it!"
and my brain was like, "finally! you're telling me what you want as opposed to only what you don't want. you see, my dear, you are the master--and what you say to me over and over again, good or bad, positive or negative, i make into your reality."
like a bucket of ice cold water thrown on my face and over my skin, i am the awakened warrior.
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