A man is INVISIBLE until he proves himself. INVISIBLE… until he brings something REAL to the table. INVISIBLE… till he isn’t anymore. That’s the brutal truth. Nobody is going to hand you anything. Nobody cares how the fuck you feel. Everything you want must be earned. Respect. Earn it. Money. Earn it. Reputation. Earn it. Your physique. Earn it. All of that ONLY comes through PoW. A form of energy you MUST provide yourself. Sweat. Sacrifice.Relentless pressure. Fights and battles nobody sees. So every single fucking day… right after I take my morning shit… I’m standing naked in front of the mirror. I show myself the finger. I look myself dead in the eyes. Because it’s me vs. me. And I’m the creator of the things I want in my life. So I tell myself… “I’m a fucking retarded motherfucker. And I’m a winner… and I’m going out there to claim what I want.” And I mean it. I’m relentless. I’m hungry. I’m coming. And by the way… this is how a male body at 37 is supposed to look. Most men these days are just fat & weak. And experience tells me… those are usually the ones NOT facing themselves in the mirror. 🫵🪞 Timestamp of freedom 927418