Hey guys, it's me.
So, I'm not even sure what to title this to be honest with you.
I'm just going to ramble on and just talk about something that just occurred in my life that kind of irritated me.
Really, I'm like pissed off, okay?
I'm not going to fake it. I'm not fake as fuck, but...
So, okay, it's a little bit of a long story, but I'm going to just kind of state it in bullet form.
I don't know, but I'm going to give it a shot.
So, I haven't been online for a while because my aunt passed away.
And I was quite close to her and there's quite a bonding.
Loved her immensely.
Always there for you.
She was so loved by absolutely everybody in her village.
I know you guys are going, what? Village?
Yes, it's not a city.
It's a village in a country.
Which I don't need to state.
I'm just letting you know it's a little fucking village in a country.
But everyone fucking loved her.
And she used to say all the time...
I know this isn't bullet form, but that's just the way my brain rolls.
So, bear with me, everyone.
If anyone could pick up something from this, great.
If not, I'm sorry.
You know, maybe the next episode.
I don't know. I don't know.
Everyone fucking loved her.
And she used to say out of her mouth, everybody loves me.
Everybody loves me.
And we used to chuckle.
And still to this day we chuckle.
But she was so right.
Everybody did fucking love her.
Because she was such a giving person.
And she was so loving all the time.
And had nothing to prove to anyone.
She just really enjoyed being alive.
Like, think about that.
That's fucking heavy as fuck.
And those that don't get it, wow, oh my God.
Okay, that's okay. I'm gonna pour some water.
You don't get it? Fine.
That's okay. Not everybody's going to get it.
Not everybody's on the same fucking timeline.
But I'm telling you, when you get it, you get it.
She was so fucking loved no matter where she went.
Like, everyone. It was insane.
I've never met a person like that.
She's just grateful to be alive.
She loved to cook. She loved to clean.
She loved to entertain. She loved to dance.
She loved music.
She was just, she's never been married.
She's had no children.
Fathom that for a moment, everyone.
Right? We're all wanting a relationship.
We're all wanting to be loved and cared for.
And financially supported.
And whatever your fucking reason is.
You guys were human.
Right?
She just wanted, she was, not wanted,
she was very grateful just to be alive.
Everybody nowadays is just not enough.
Right? We want the best washer and dryer.
We have to have the top of everything.
We want the Cadillac of the fucking car.
Okay? Your Lamborghini, whatever.
I fucking don't like Lamborghinis.
I don't like fucking Ferraris.
And I fucking don't like Porsches.
Why? I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't have a reason, rhyme, whatever.
I just know who I am.
And I'm actually a fucking truck girl.
Okay? Surprise.
Right? Always have been.
Always have been.
I've had one car in my life.
And I'm well into my 50s, as you all know,
because I say this in every episode.
And the rest of them have been trucks.
And I absolutely fucking love them.
However, lately, I haven't been really good at driving them.
No, no, no. I'm fine with driving, not parking.
Because I haven't driven for quite a while.
You know, it's like riding a bike, right?
You don't ride your bike for a while while you get on it,
and you'll pick it up quite quickly.
Same thing goes here.
Anyway, she was a wonderful woman.
And I just was offline for a bit because I had to travel
and attend a funeral of my dearest aunt, God rest her soul.
And I come back.
Well, okay, so when I reached my destination,
in the hotel that I stayed at with a couple of my sisters,
I learned that there's been a little bit of drama going on in the family.
Well, lo and behold, right?
Surprise, surprise, surprise.
Which family doesn't have drama, right?
Like, come on.
If you think your fucking family is perfect,
get off your fucking high horse right now.
Save yourself time, agony, hurt, whatever, pain, all that shit
that the universe is trying to teach you.
Just get off your throne.
There's different...
Okay, so my brain just went to how some people may be thinking about what I just said.
When I say get off your throne, in other words, like, if it's an egotistical thing,
you have to get off your throne.
If you've reached empress or emperor status, you do not have to get off your throne.
You stay on your throne.
And empresses out there that resonate with me,
you'll know when you find an emperor who just loves you for who you are.
And I mean good, bad, ugly.
Like, I'm talking your highs and lows.
Financially, you know he'll have your back.
You're not going to use him for it because empresses don't do that.
Empresses can take care of themselves no matter how it is.
That's an empress.
Bitch, if you're a fucking empress, you're going to know without ego,
you're never jealous, you're never envious, just no ego.
You just know yourself well enough for, guess what?
I don't need you for your money.
I don't give a fuck what kind of car you drive, what kind of house you have.
I don't care who your friends are.
I don't give a fuck about your clothes.
I mean, I like a man that looks good.
Trust you, me.
Right?
My guy's always in casual wear and it fucking suits him to a tee.
I swear to God, he's just, I've never met anybody like that.
I've never met a person I just need, excuse me,
who just looks good in fucking high tops and sweats or jeans and hoodies
and ball caps and such all the time.
And I'm like, what the fuck is this?
Because I'm used to dating men of the opposite who are always well-dressed
and have presented themselves very well in all areas of their lives.
How about we just say it like that?
Those are the ones you should stay the fuck away from.
I have dated the richest of the richest of the richest, man.
I'm telling you, I have lived a very interesting motherfucking life.
And I just want to teach people, I swear to God, I do.
I just want to teach people, I want to save you time
because of my knowledge of what I've lived.
I've lived many, many things in my life that, honestly, I swear to God,
I could write a fucking book about.
And I mean that. I mean that wholeheartedly.
When you know yourself and you know you can fucking pay your way to whatever,
you don't, like, you know what I mean?
You just, anyway, back to him wearing his sweats
because I know I'm bouncing around that sometimes.
And you know what I'm like, so deal with it or don't.
I don't give a fuck, okay?
I'm just trying to help people who want to be helped.
You want to be helped? Learn from my experiences in life.
If you don't want to, don't.
Go ahead and live your life.
And I wish you love and health and joy and strength and confidence and wisdom.
You know? Fuck.
Anyway, this all goes back to my aunt, right?
I know, see, I digress, but there's a lot of lessons in here, man.
I'm fucking telling you, fam.
Fam. I've never said fam.
What the fuck?
I'm reaching somebody.
And that's okay. That's great.
So I get back from my trip, okay?
And...
Excuse me.
Sorry, guys.
I can't control that.
But...
Okay.
During the trip in the hotel room, I learned that there was some drama going on in the family, as I said earlier.
And now I'm learning a lot more as moments, and I'm talking mere fucking moments, go on, okay?
So I honestly, no wonder I like watching the fucking Young and Restless.
Because we live in a very dramatic world.
I just want everyone to take a fucking brief moment.
I swear to God, please, everybody from the bottom of my heart,
just take a brief moment and look at your lives and really break through all the materialistic bullshit and the money.
You know, like, just...
What really matters to you?
Listen, man, if there's girls or guys out there that go,
yeah, I want a woman that's got a nice car and all the money, I want to be the sugar baby or whatever, I don't give a fuck.
But at the end of the day, I want you to sit in silence just for a brief moment and ask yourself,
what really matters to me?
And you know what? I'm going to close it here.
And I'm going to, I'm hoping, I'm praying, and I'm going to continue to pray very hard
that even just one person emails me that answer.
Wow, that's my throat chakra. Interesting.
But what really matters? Is it the car, the fancy car?
Or cars or the house or the clothing or the...
Everything at your fingertips. Is it really all about that?
What girl and what guy doesn't want that?
Come on, let's be fucking real.
Okay, we're people, we're humans, we feel the same, we bleed the same.
Come on, why are we fighting against each other?
I seem to kind of revert back to that too often.
There must be a message in there somehow or somewhere.
But I'm going to leave it with you. I'm hoping someone, just one person who has the balls,
audacity, wants a change in their life, is ready for a change in their life,
and would like some guidance. And I'll keep your name confidential.
I would love to give you your answer online, because with me,
I can possibly make a difference to one person and more or whatever.
But both of us together, there's people out there that are going to resonate with my story
and resonate with your story, because your story may be slightly different from mine,
which you would capture a different audience, which would expand growth, etc.
So that means we can help people together and grow this thing together.
Please email me at wordsofwisdomattelus.net.
Okay? What is it that you really want? What did I say? What is most important to you?
That's it. What is most important to you?
Because I'll tell you something before I close out of this.
When you go after what is most important to you, you will receive, receive, and receive.
But when you're materialistic and jealous and egotistic,
when there's envy and all those negative things, because all the universe wants us to do is just love one another,
right? Live your life and be kind.
Why are we doing the fucking opposite? Why? Why can't people play nice?
Why can't people just be fucking mature and treat others as they want to be treated?
That's the fucking Bible. And I've, trust me, I've never read the Bible in my entire life.
And I'm well into my 50s again, as you know.
But it just makes sense. Do you want to hang out with someone that makes you feel shitty? No.
Do you want to hang out with somebody that demeans you? No.
Do you want to hang out with someone that belittles you? No. Right. Exactly.
Anyway, what really matters to you?
Email me your answer please at wordsofwisdomatelus.net.
I love you.