A letter to The Young Man

This is a letter to The Young Man: 

Your life has been deprived of your soul, while you are willingly looking away. 

And deep down inside of yourself, you know that you are wasting your life. 

Is this really the life you want to live?

Will you continue to run away and distract yourself for the rest of your days? 

Wake up, future King. For you did not come here to stray around the valleys among peasants. The highest mountains are waiting to be conquered by you. 

Staying amongst the mediocre is not a life worth living. 

I will say: “Begin the fight you are fighting already“, knowing you will not understand; secretly hoping, that one day you will discover the beauty of the battle. 

Follow your fear, it will give you the direction. 

Sit with what you are running away from; and the curtains that blind you… will fall. Piece by piece. 

This is the only and last battle you will fight. It will cost you everything you have. But it will also lead you to the place you were seeking for your whole life.

 Before I leave you, future king, there is something your ears need to hear once, so that its echo may reach your heart. 

The porn you consume is sucking your life energy, the time you waste being used by technology is a blindspot you willingly create, the things you spend time on, that do not bring you closer to your goal, lead you farer away from it. 

Your environment is set up to use you, unless you use it for your own good. 

Re-choice your actions, for they are the only thing that matters. 

Peace be upon you.