5 Pillars of A Day
Do you have what it takes to join The Gang?
Lend me ears. A moment to be proud! Bending my arm back like a possessed character is a cheesy 1970s horror movie to slap myself on the back! This is a season of new personal records. Money made. Readers. A new personal recording for SouledIdea viewer count which sits at 5 digits a month for the first time in 3 years of activity. I’m excited! I’m keeping it cool…
When I trust readers more I’ll tell you about my profession.
Things of that nature… more private… more info on our beach side gang… will be on my Substack opening tomorrow.
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to Heaven where the angels fly
They go down to the lake of fire and fry
Last night started off as a disaster.
I had the momentum going into it and I mean foot planted to the floorboard.
Full throttle.
I couldn’t miss.
But I embarrassed myself at the local Whole Foods while looking for single moms when I blacked out in the olive oil aisle, not remembering anything until an employee stopped me in the middle of a what was called a “rambling tangent”
The forward movement, riding high, was a result of completing my daily 5 pillars:
God
Money
Creativity
Exercise
Relationships
God
never ending but checked for the day. I talked to him outloud in the car while listening to the ominously melodic, dangerously fringe-styled Lit Me Up by Brand New played at max volume. We jammed together. And, when I saw a chunky couple moving across the crosswalk, I felt him fend off thoughts from below that were whispering “faster…. aren’t you curious to see the result…. pimples on earth aren’t they?”
Money
Dollars earned. A simple dollar amount everyday keeps the broke away. I’m earning capital to invest in ____________ide for the gang to _____ the ______ at the ______.
Creativity
Building, producing, moving from consuming. The gang is my life’s work at this point. Legacy. That and words. You need something to attached your name to. Something you’re creating that only you have the ability to.
All effort goes into reaching my hands ambitions, inciting our change, and it’s my duty to explore creative routes to this.
Exercise
After shoulder presses I biked 5 miles while scouting the mayors house because I didn’t want him to see my truck staked out front. Cruising the boardwalk. Shirtless. Shoeless. 6’5 gun surfboard complete with extra volume expertly hidden through soft rounded 11degree angled curves.
The mayor just introduced to council a proposal making cigarette smoking in public illegal plus a potential $500 fine because it “brings down the property values.” Scum. He’s one of the two reasons for the meeting tonight.
Relationships
connecting with the ones you love. Making effort to grow together. Finished later in the night but during the day I did call my sister to leave her an encrypted message following the The Vigenère square method. le chiffre indéchiffrable , that if cracked, says “Love you sis, Winston.” You must make effort.
After a certain age every relationship is ONLY a two way street.
It can live or die by you.
Give it breath. Add fuel to its fire. Commit a crime together.
Pillars hit, momentum gained, vibrating, in the olive oil aisle and it all snaps.
“… and yeah so in all seriousness, you need the gym, we all do. It’s important to get under weight that can snap you because once you survive you feel more grateful. Things are more vibrant. Do you enjoy adrenaline sports? surfing? rock climbing? it’s the same thing. Once you finish you feel more in tune with Aliveness. So the gym follows a lot of this that’s why it’s important for everyone to go but recently I did have to cut back on quad workouts. You know, the quadriceps femoris muscle? Yeah I had to reduce the rep count because they’re getting huge. Massive. Which makes me stronger, harder to kill, more athletic but the huge thighs make my dick look smaller and i have to draw the line somewhe…”
“Sir! Sir! This is not the place! This is a Whole Foods. Do I need to call security?”
And this shocked me! Brought me back to the Real World. I thought I was talking to a friend in the confines of our HQ. Someone I could trust. But now that I’ve been alerted I see it’s a teenage cashier with fear in their eyes. Whole Foods? I must have came in here looking for single moms.
After being escorted out I picked up Marias Kat and we started to head over to the Meeting to decide how to deal with the mayor…
— Substack —
will be where I built the gang.
The beliefs we embody.
Who can join, why, how, when, where. The criteria is based in ascension. Can you bench 1.5 times your body weight? Can you pick a lock? What do you even do that’s worth admission? Go back to the craft brewery kid.
A test thus, for you? How did you spread moderate civil chaos today?
MUCH LOVE
WINSTON
SOULED IDEA
HEARTFELT SCOUNDREL
MAN AMONGST MOUNTAINS
