Day 63: Skim reading?, because you're distracted!

 Skim reading

(Read Aloud and Breathe)

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to skim read and not realise that I have been doing it for so many years and how many of the people that I've known in the past that do this, do not care about what is at hand. And wanting to just get to the details and get things done in an inefficient manner, within that, I found myself skim reading and not following through with the pages and the words that are on the papers themselves. And how I am not even taking my reading actually seriously and applying the information in my real life, in physical application and doing what is simple to start and to get the momentum going. But even that, even if I do end up starting, I end up going to some other direction as if I need to be distracting myself just because the book seems so long, or the article of anything seems so long to read at and how it is not suiting my needs and wants in my dishonesty to just skim through something and how I have found many people do this.  As i have seen them skim through my resume when I applied for jobs, schools, or whatever it was, then I started to skim and never read the full thing in print as if I  don’t even know what it is like to  truly read and process information the correct and best ways, instead of skimming and scanning through the pages and not considering the fact that i'm just trying to waste my time, just so I will get through something wanting it  to be done already. As if I'm not even enjoying the time to read and the leisure  to get information and acquire ti and use it, but even that, even if I did acquire the information, I did not truly ever apply it practically, because I didn’t recognize  the words ad how to do it, i only abdicated my responsibility and ability to not do what is best for myself and in the moment of  actual real reality of reading and recognizing text on pages and gathering the information and how the words are turning in sentences and then into ideas, that I never did ever take fully in  and took  it 100% to use. But ever since, each and  every book that I’ve ever started, I never finished them, no wonder I have not read that much and only abdicated my ability to read was only forever more festered into nothingness and just plain complacency to where i wouldn’t even bother to finish the book or chapter or article or whatever it was to me. I just could never finish it, because I know I couldn't because I never truly learned how to read  fully and right through the pages to process and to be able to do what is best for me, so I can truly become effective within myself. Instead  i became ineffective and inefficient within myself wanting to read, but only resisted it, because of so subtle temptations to want to put the book down, just because it feels so long and how I might be wasting my time, and how i am only just  trying to distract myself just so i can distract myself with something else instead of doing something that is actually productive and good for me. Instead I leave it and fester it, and do nothing,  as if my life is never meant for something for real, if  I don’t read and actually apply something to my life, practically be focused and disciplined within myself as principle and directive principle. And how that was never the case for me ever since, I was 10 or 11 or 12 or something like that, just no one ever decided to read to me, because in fact, there were books at home, but entertainment, as movies, music that isn’t best, even the movies, as well. Constant television, porn, my parents' music and how loud it was and how I was never able to focus on anything that I’ve ever wanted to do. It was always like that, therefore, there was never any sort of focus in the home at all whatsoever. It was nothing forcing distractions, and how it was so easy to go back into the old patterns and how I would do  the same thing with reading and having to put down the book ever so easily, and not wanting to finish the chapter and actually making something real for myself to be able to use. Instead of wanting to put the book down and have to immediately want to distract myself just so I can easily put down something that I am ever so easily to go towards for distraction that isn’t even best. And how i feel that i need to devote my time to distraction instead of something actually truly purposeful such as  reading and applying it. No wonder my life has compounded into the wrong direction that is not best for me, nor for anyone either at all whatsoever. When it came to business and work itself, nothing actually for the better, cutting myself off from doing something that was actually helping me for real. And how i never gave any heeded required attention of myself, to do what is best, because in fact, my parents never  gave me that heeded attention at all either, no wonder I have no true focus on what I want to be doing that’s best for me and to focus on it fully, being here and nowhere else. And even it also came to mismanaging and mis-prioritizing my time and saying no constantly to myself to distract myself more and more, to the point where there was no  absolute return. Even if it  was social media and other media outlets to distract myself forever more to do nothing with my life for the worst. Even that, I was never able to read and read and comprehend and read actually fast to process my reality and my world, when in fact and reality, life was always here, I was not, within the mind and how reality was never there for me, my whole life in complete delusion for the worst.

I forgive myself for accepting  and allowing myself to not focus and not realise that I’ve never had actual  true focus, it was always me deviating from something and how my parents made me deviate from something that 'we wanted, even though I was just a baby and wanted  to be curious  about something and they took it away from me, and made me focus on something else that wasn’t even best for me. Not giving me the proper attention to what is best for me, instead my mother only did it for what was best for her and not for me, same with my father, and how they were both deadbeat losers, and how none of them were ever to realise what was best for me. They only did it out of their own sacrifice and not for me, no wonder I don’t have a lot in my life, and how I have nothing, within lack and limitation, therefore, nothing was ever for the better for me. And hw I am now doing the same bullshit that my parents did to me as I was a baby and growing up to be older as I was just only 1 or 2 years old. Being deviated so easily to something else that wasn’t of proper etiquette and control, for myself, nor was i even supported, I was always distracted by other people and how there was never a focus, even when my relatives were around, I was never appreciative of them being there, because I only wanted to do what I wanted to do. And how I am acting and living the  same abuse from what my parents had done to me when I was a baby of 1 or 2 years old. Being so easily distracted by my parents  and how they screamed and yelled in my ear just to get my attention as if i was blind and delusional and how these fools did this fucking bullshit to me, when and as i was growing up, and how they never cared for me. But  to yell at me and abuse me physically and emotionally to the point where it angered me. And how I had to raise my voice back at this other person who never had my best interest in my mind, no wonder I don't have the same for myself, nor in any other area of my life was ever for the better, therefore, I never had the life that i was supposed to have of stability and abundance. Instead it  was programmed and distracted by fucking idiots yelling at me as i was only just a baby. And how I didn’t even know what the fuck was going on, with people yelling at me and perceiving me as a dog, when in fact and reality, I was not. Just others perceived me  to be that way, and how I was not treated like a human being, but an animal or a dog or  cat, at all whatsoever. I was never cared for, I was only  forever more neglected and how I am neglecting my life, and how my parents are doing the same thing in their own oblivion and stupidity for the absolute fucking worse and atrocious bullshit that is happening up until this  very detrimental instance.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to deviate myself so easily and how  I was being affected by that from parents and relatives even when I was a cute baby and young,  within 1 or 2 years old and was never able t o focus. I  was only  always being distracted and deviating to something ever so easily, because some type of loud noise and yelling came into my  ear by someone who never cared about me, and only wanted to  get my  attention just because they never got the attention to be  cared about truly either. And how I was fucked up from the very beginning that very day and to never have any true focus ever since, and to be a slave to distractions and easy noises to my own deviation and oblivion for the worst. No wonder I am not able to  create anything to be real with discipline and actual focus for real. No wonder I do not have the money that I want to have and get for myself. Therefore, my life is not where it is to be for  the better and where it should’ve been for the better  instead it has been a standing still halt. No matter what I did  and wanted to do for business, I would always deviate into wrong distractions and go into different things that weren’t even benefitting me, therefore, I  was able to do what was best for me. And how I would never focus and keep making the same repeating mistakes and never fix them, no wonder I was able to  do what was best for me, because my parents and relatives  never did what was best for me. And  how i created most of  it along the way, and how my  attention was  so radical and my focus was eradicated  from the very beginning of that very day. When i was around with others and was getting older and having more growth as a baby. No wonder I am not able  to  focus on anything  truly and to make it a true revealing result to be real within my actions and  efforts to make something valuable and to get me further to where I want to go. But I never did, and  was able to focus for real, because I was living a program of  being yelled at since I was a little baby, by stupid people who didn’t even know what was going on but  to distract me from others who never had my best interest. And eventually I did cry and how others were  saying ohhh, and all this other shit, and how they didn’t even realise what they did  to  me to make me be that way and cry and deviate to something safe and to make the  loud noises  stop. But no one ever did that, they only started in the  same  situation and  how I was  there and hushed and walked back into the room where everyone was, but I was never  taken care of truly for the better at all whatsoever. My parents  as my father and mother always did stupid shit and always got drunk on alcohol and did nothing with their lives truly, especially my deadbeat father. Who is  loser now and how he has  fucked his life, just like he did to mine, and how I was never  in realisation of that very starting point and how it  affected each every culminating decision and how it emerged so easily within me,  deviating on everything that I’ve ever done and never had  the actual true focus. Instead of just putting something down and not wanting to  do anything with  it and finish it and as i see it as so.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself as parents as father and mother to constantly distract our baby son and how we  yelled at him and made him cry even though he  was just so  little. And wanted to play with him, but we were playing with ourselves, making it worse upon our baby  boy. Not realising that we  were leading him into oblivion and deviation his whole entire life, not even knowing that we were doing that, and how he has ever since never had any true focus, nor  did we either, to ever finish anything truly to make it a true actual result. Even the same from us, we were always actual potential real deadbeats as well, scoring our son, just so we can get his attentions to make him give me attention and give to me and give to me only and never to anyone else, and how I am actually ruining this little baby and damaged him and his life and made his innocence worse off than actual  stability and actual care for the better. No wonder I am not able to do  what  was best for me, nor for my son, nor for my wife, nor for my husband, what kind of fucking atrocious bullshit have we done to  our  baby. No  wonder we’re fucked. No  wonder our baby son  was not ever truly able to focus and had to be deviated to something  that wasn’t even best, and how he did this his whole entire, life going from business to business and  was able to make anything real and of actual value. Nor could we either, because we never had any focus and how our parents had  done the same to us, yelling in our ears as a baby to get attention to be able to turn my head my so quick to see what  that noise was, expecting him and myself to get the attention together, and to see what it was and to be expected to smile. When in fact, I made him cry and how I was done the same to when I was a baby, and having to  do this for so long, not ever realising that this was happening to me, as i was doing the same thing without even thinking about what i was doing that was detrimental to my son. Therefore, I am not qualified to be doing something like that, no wonder my baby is fucked up, therefore, I was fucked up as well, how fucking sad that shit is. And how I thought  this was normal, but it was abuse, even when I did tell him no and no again and again and again, to the point when and as he was growing up, he eventually rebelled and never listened to me ever again. No wonder I complain to him that he never listens to me, because I am always only forever more telling him to not do what he is not supposed to do to my own fact and lies as a contradiction, no  wonder he  is not able to  listen to me. Because I am not the person to be listening to, because I don’t even know what the fuck I’m talking about to be advising myself, no my son at all whatsoever. Because my advice is shit, no wonder I am fucked and everyone around me, my wife, my husband, my son, my grandparents, my parents, all fucked, broke and dead, just like I am about to be, for the worst.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to finally realise this now, and how it has affected each and damn decision that I’ve ever made, no  wonder I was not able to focus on anything true  and of  validity for the better at all whatsoever. Everything was always distraction after distraction, and how there  was always some type of limitation within lack itself for the worst. No wonder I am not able to  read and always skim read and never recognize  the words, because I was only wanting to get through it and never actually make something of it for real, and for the better at all whatsoever. No wonder ever since that day of 1 or 2 years of age, I was distracted by people who were abusive to me and yelled in my ear to get my attention ad how now I am seeing my other relatives do that to other  people babies and kids, so young, when they’re not even in actual true realisation of what is going on. And taking in the  abuse and acidic food that people are eating and how disgusting and nasty it is, that it is not  best for anyone to  eat it, at all  whatsoever. And how I was  fed that, not knowing that my body should’ve had healthy meats and vegetables that are supposed to be organic and good for my health and well being. Nor did I have any of the books at home, nor could anyone read and was even able to read, therefore, I never picked up a book ever truly so ever since and  never finished any book, no matter how intense it  was, gruesome or whatever the topic was in the  chapter of the book itself. I never paid to heed any attention to the topic of whatever was going on in the book and the pages within it. No wonder I skim read so much  and never  actually read  and understand the  words and to be able to apply them  as  the information in my real life for real. And how I have so many books and none of them have been read over 5 years, since I acquired them. Only reading 10 books in 5 years and never doing anything with them, at all, whatsoever. No wonder I am not  where I want to be in my life, since that very day of 1 or 2 years old, I was distracted by loud noises and yelling in my ear, as a baby, and how it  struck me and made me angry to whomever was trying to get my attention tapping on me, swiping my skin, hitting me, yelling at me. Not knowing and understanding how sensitive I was as a baby, no wonder I am not where I want to be, in my life, at all, within stability, financially, relationships, and within my  own fulfillment, nothing at all, whatsoever. Tarnished and destroyed focus and deviated towards detrimental ways of distraction, no matter how subtle  and easy it was for me.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not realise that, as I was growing up, and wanted to be in business for myself, other people wanted to tease me and play around with me, and  to potentially try to  deviate me from what  was best for the focus. And to want me to focus on rape and murder, instead of making money and doing what’s best for me and helping me to get where I wanted to go. Instead of detrimental bullshit information that doesn’t even fucking matter to me, whoever you are reading this and  if you were that person, fuck you, this is  your last life, and you won’t get another, you’ll end up fucking yourself if you keep fucking with other people like that, and you don’t wanna fuck with that, because you only fuck with yourself. That’s not best, and not acceptable, at all whatsoever.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself as an adult to mess with this person and make them be felt like they are being teased, when in actuality, I am doing that, with murder and rape, as if other people do not matter and how life  should be  treated for the better. And to not see  anyone as equal and one as another human being. Instead I never saw it  that way, and only forever more abused it and made it in a  way where  all life was to be forever more, abused for the worst. Even When it came to pretty women  and  how when we were  at an event, for business, and how it was like that, and now no one was ever  respected but speak out my secret mind to  what I would do to  a woman if she were to come over here  and be with me and come home with me. And how if anyone  were to mess with me, I would kill them and if this person that I was talking to, were to mess with me, I would slice his  throat and make him bleed and squirt all over  the ground and  gasping for air. And how I do not have t he best intentions of helping anyone but to pain a picture in his mind of murder and struggle life by being abused from another person as me to want to  kill someone as if I never actually truly valued a life but my own  self interest and god and Jesus and the shitty churches of the world Itself, in absolutely detrimental ways of expression for the worst. No wonder I'm just a  sinister  and an idiot, no matter how much money  I have, I can not  hide anything, but hiding it in my secret mind is absolute delusion for the worst. Therefore, I do not value all life, nor do I value myself, but my own self interest, and nothing else at all whatsoever.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not  value all life equally, no wonder i am not in the position to be qualified for where I want to be in my life, even though I see those visions and how it is to where i want to be and as  i am gettin closer, it only feels as if it is ever going away. When in reality, I am only seeing something from a movie or picture, and how it was showing just a graven image of life and what the elite so called to be living in. and how I would always perceive  my life to be that way and to never have it to be of actual true growth of nothing at all whatsoever. No matter what i attempted to go for, I was never able to fully go through  with what i wanted to do, at  all whatsoever. Just because of the simple ways of deviating as a  baby  carried onto my adult life and  responsibilities  were forever more tarnished for the worst. And how I was never serious about making anything to be real and to actually come  true for myself at all, ever and how nothing  was ever built for the better, but   was always falling apart for me, and how I never would be able to build something for real. Just because others never knew how to build anything for themselves either, no wonder my life is the  way it is for the  worst. And how my  ways of living  within living the living words as the flesh  were not helping me in anyway  at all whatsoever, making  deviate to things that I do and did not want i intend to do, but my resonance as the DNA heredity of information was making me do it, because I was programmed to be that way but others and was given to and distracted and held by others who never had my  best interest in mind and  heart, at all whatsoever. And how i  was constantly distracted by  so many  people ever since and it was only 3-5 people that day of being of the age of 1 to 2 years old being held and yelled  at from others. And how it ruined my whole entire life, no matter what i wanted to  do, I never wanted  to  listen to anodyne, because no one ever had my best interest at heart, ever since that day, I never had and  never did ever have my best interest at heart at all whatsoever. All from that very day and week, it would’ve ruined my whole entire life, being abused physically and emotionally for the worst, and now that some of them are either  broke, and dead and almost soon to die, because of sickness, alcohol and drugs. And how the same thing is happening with my focus and  easy deviation to what is not best for me and who  knows where it will even lead me to at all. Only I will know, if I haven't forgiven myself of this  till now. Realising others have skim  read many things and never read the whole entire document and/or book at once, and to understand it, instead people have just skimmed through information and never did anything with it, no wonder the people that I’ve potentially wanted to do  business  with, were low quality, no matter how much money they have or little or whatever  it is that they own. They  are in actuality, illiterate. And how that affected me and my  opportunities, to what I was attracting, what I am equal to, was actually detrimental for me, no wonder my life  is not where I want it to be. Nowhere to be for the better, at all whatsoever.

When and as I see myself deviating from something that is for what I am, that is not best for me, even if it takes just a few minutes of distraction and no  purpose to it,I stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself skim reading just to distract myself and not read whatever i am doing with full effort and responsibility towards it, I stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself wanting to put down something so easily and not want to  finish it  through for the better  to become better for and as myself, I stop and breathe.
When and as I see myself  blurring myself into mistakes and quick deviations with no fix to it and no self direction for the better, I stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself trying to bicker back and argue my way to make another pay for their mistake and what they’ve done to me, I stop and breathe.

I realise that each and every time that I’ve  ever wanted  to pick up a book and to read it, I would always skim through it and never make a true reading experience to apply the information into my life. Because I couldn’t even process information correctly because I would always deviate towards/to something else that wasn’t even benefiting me at all whatsoever.

I realise that I would never want to finish things of reading and of any task and assignment for myself and from working with others, all the way, no wonder I have none of the actual focus that I want in my life, therefore, I was not able to make anything of a true reality for myself, ever since  at all whatsoever. Nor was there any support for me at all whatsoever.

I realize that being yelled at and to be made to give my attention to something and someone that was making the noise, wondering who that was yelling at me to get my attention, was only forever more  destroying and abusing my life. Just  to make me smile and give  attention to a person whois not able to express themselves in a  stable with me, but  to play around with me and abuse me and think that it won’t matter later in my life, not  even considering the fact that I was being hindered that very day of 1 or 2 years of age that old and now that I am being abused for my attention and not knowing who it was constantly every second. Not even knowing who  is there or who isn’t there, and how it all stemmed from that very point and affected each and every fucking culminating event, circumstance, opportunity  and decision that never was able to  support me  with whatever i wanted to do. Because I never truly focused on what was best to achieve, no wonder I was  able to do anything for real. Nor was I able to process any type of information in the best effective and efficient ways possible. Instead it  was all ineffective and inefficient for the absolute delusional and illusional ways possible to destroy my life and how I have led myself into the abyss and how my parents have done the same for me. No wonder I had rebelled them, because they wanted me to not  do what they didn’t want me to do, and to never let me be free and  express myself, because they never truly raised me to become the person I was meant to become. They  only forever destroyed my life, tarnished it, destroyed it, and how my life is the way it is, today, with nothing, but unread books, and unfinished accomplishments, all tarnished and forgotten about, within lost opportunities of something that could’ve been for the better for me. And how it was all purely abused and neglected for the worst.

I realise that my life was never going to be better ever since, that day, upon my realisation of this and where my life is where it's at right now, with nothing not a lot of money in my bank account, not a lot of read books and applied information. Because I couldn’t recognize the words and never truly had a  joy for reading and to apply it and make something real of myself and in front of me and with others. Was never considered  about, nor was it done in the best ways possible of actual skill  for anything to be for the better at all, whatsoever. And how I kept doing this, but  was never able to stop destroying my life, and how everything  was always falling apart, because I was always deviating myself to something else and never had a good foundation to build anything to be of true validity, ever since. No wonder I was able to make a lot of money, build relationships within it, having that trust within myself to do what  is best, I mean literally whatever for the better. And how I was never able to do anything of creation and value for my life and for with others. And how my life has ended up to where it is today, lacking with so many limitations, not able to do anything for myself, not able to make the money that I’ve always wanted and to have the things and life that I’ve always wanted. Within the relationships built along the way, were never built, because I never had a great  relationship  with myself, nor did my parents, so I never knew how  to network and connect with others, no wonder my life is not where it is supposed to be  for the better, at all. Not truly being able to trust myself for real to make something be for the better for myself, nor do I trust myself fully to create a life for the better, afraid that it might fall apart again, no matter how big or small. Not ever knowing if my creations will ever be of validity for real.

I realise that I was not able to have and develop a real life of abundance and true actual validity for the better, at all. And how each and every creation that I’ve ever made, fell apart, and was  destroyed by others, such as my father, and how he destroyed my toy cars on a coffee table, not ever expressing to me that I was scratching it up. And how he only wanted  to destroy what I had and was enjoying, and how ever since that day, it also affected each and every decision that I’ve ever made. And never had  any true actual success for real, ever since.

I realise that whatever I created, it was never made to be of true validity for the better at all, whatsoever.

I commit myself to be sure of myself and trust myself to understand and know how to build things and rebuild my life and my stability and how I see reality and interact within it.  And to be able to create business, and money, relationships, abundance and prosperity into my life, and to get the support within it  along the way and plan accordingly for what’s best of common sense and actual practicality. For the better. For as I see myself as life and life resonance as self awareness and self directive principle to giving 100% from myself in the best ways possible for the better as LIFE!

I commit myself to develop myself to trust myself fully to 100% each and every time in each and all of my decisions and creations and to lead others to do the same within me, and to do it out of principle and never just out of experience for the sake of it may not be able to work, when it is only just a fear from another, to do it anyway, there’s nothing to lose but try it out with focus and fortitude and determination to make something  real of true tactical creation and execution. By making our physical the guideline and intellectually becoming better within that to make our lives for the better, abundantly, to prosper for the  better, to create and build and develop truly for the better, for as I see myself as life and life resonance in awareness and  as self directive principle as and for LIFE! Making sure which ways are the best to  go about and then roll it out and test it and keep going for the better!

I commit myself to inform myself and educate myself and to get the support from myself and from  others who are my colleagues and who are stable and are making things to be real and of validity for real. To be focused on what I am reading and  understand what is being conveyed, and how the words are being conveyed and what it is presenting that I can use into my life and to share it with others for the better as well. And to see what others feedbacks are, and what they think of it and what they  think is best to do, and come to my own conclusion as well, and to see what is best to do, and keep going and improving the ways of execution and adapting when and if something were to ever impede,  and to self direct myself and others if anyone is around for the better. For as I see myself as life and life resonance awareness as self directive principle  for and as LIFE for the better!

I commit myself to be focused on the task and assignment at hand, to whatever it is that I am doing and to stay on topic and that nothing else matters, but to build what we have going on and consider the other ramifications and to what we can do counter that and  to build something with a  true strong foundation and  developing it and scaling it to new heights than ever before. Doing it practically and pragmatically, and  to disregard theory automatically, that practicality with  everything to be of true creation and development is and will be for the better. For as I see myself as life and self directive principle within awareness for and as life for the better!

I commit myself to pay the heeded attention to what matters most and focus on what matters and to follow up and follow through with focus, consistency and pure persistence and perseverance for the better. To that whatever of a business deal is going on, to stay on topic and subject of the objective with others and to never deviate to anything else, unless it be needed to have fun and to see what we can do to have fun while we do business and  complete the business matters at hand for the better. For as I see myself as life and life resonance of awareness using the physical guideline as  self directive  principle as life and for the better!

I commit myself to focus on what I am reading in the moment and what it understands and how the letter and words, sentences and ideas are being conveyed in a  certain particular purposeful way. And how  I can improve it as exactly as it is into my life for  the better. To truly become the  Master of my own Fate and To be the Executive of myself, mastering myself, so I can master my life  for the better, learning and becoming MULTIPLE AND MULTIPLE TIMES, MUCH MORE, effective and efficient  than ever, each and every time bringing and delivering in my  effort with strong focused momentum for the better. For as I see myself as life and in awareness, as self directive principle as life for the better!

I commit myself to encourage and build my kids foundation along with my wife, of providing stability to our children, as we have provided it to ourselves and from the help of our colleagues and what we can do to really bring the best foundation to our children. Focus, fun, and support, within becoming much more effective and efficient in how  they are educated and specifically to how to do it and do so. Adapting and improving and improving and adapting along the way for the better. To help them be able to use TechnoTutor, and how to  do it and sound out the letters with them and how to do it, encouraging them to keep going. To help them want to do it for themselves and to see what they want and how it can be explained practically and pragmatically for actual support for their education and their life for the better. and to provide organic and nutritious foods and supplements to eat and digest. Within that, to have fun whatever we are doing and making learning fun, as it is supposed to be and to help them increase their learning abilities  and to  support them all the way for the better specifically to when and as if they are experiencing something that they do not yet understand. And how I am able to give more context to what I do not understand and how it can be understood for the better.  For as I see myself as life and self awareness as self directive principle  for and as life for the better!

I commit myself to lead myself and others to do what is best, to focus on the task at hand within the company, for my employees, salespersons, operators, senior partners, lawyers and accounts, directors. To investigate information and to use it and apply it specifically and to understand what we're  learning and applying as  a team and how it Can be applied pragmatically and practically for our super  success. To develop and scale what we are actually doing to grow the business and only focus on the subject and topic at hand and disregard everything else, and to adapt improve and improve and adapt along the way for the business and for ourselves together as a big corporation for the better. For as I see myself as life and self awareness, as self directive principle for and as life for the better!

I commit myself to write my self forgiveness specifically and thoroughly to  see what exactly happened and how I can forgive myself of what is not best within me. Along with my commitment statements to make it specific to what exactly, step by step and breath by breath along the way to correct myself for real, practically, pragmatically, for my ultimate super success! And to stop and breathe statements to when and if a specific reaction were to ever come up and to stop and breathe, be here and to take care of what is here with responsibility and self directive principle as life for the better! Within realisation statements, to see what had affected me and how it has  affected me  and what it has caused me to do, and  how i can realise what had  truly happened to and for mean who was involved at the time. Within that using the tools of TechnoTutor, Desteni I Process, self forgiveness and self commitment as self corrective application specifically, to improve  and develop and scale my life to abundance, within the power of the group and building with my colleagues for true abundance and prosperity for the better! For as I see myself as life  and life resonance as self awareness, and as self directive principle for and as life for the better!

Day 62: If I Evict him out, He'll Panic

If I evict him out, he’ll panic

(read aloud and breathe)

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not  realise as a father  to be  so tempted to kick out my son and to potentially evict him each and every time as if he doesn’t even matter to me and how his behavior is  shit. Just because i am not realisation, that he is not taking  responsibility for it, because in fact and reality, I have also made him this way by bringing up so to the delusional point of no  return to be blind to the fact of what actual good behavior is, no matter how positive or negative it may be. I only think  of it  as my way of manipulating him to make him bow down to me and follow my  rules or else. Or else he  will never live here and be homeless just like I was and to do the same thing to him, was the same thing I’ve done to myself, just because I left home at 16 years old, that i had enough  of my parents shit and had to leave, because of the  undue  right to be treating me like shit and projecting fear and negativity to the point of where nothing will ever happen for me. Nothing good, nothing for the better, no  wonder i am doing the same thing to my son, as if i couldn’t even realise that I’ve done the same thing to myself, not realising that I am doing the same thing to my son and making him feel as if he is not ever welcome in my home. To anger him as I have angered myself to not ever have something  of shelter and a home and roof above me to protect me from the weather and other people and how i am trying to protect my son from other people, when in fact and in reality I am doing that, just so I can abuse him more and make him obey to me. How I am not realising that i am abusing him emotionally and physically to the point where there’s loud nonsense arguments to the point where i can not handle any of it, and have to go tattle tale to my neighbor, as my son has had done the same thing when I  was young as well, no wonder my son is  acting the same way in detrimental ways as I have done as well, no wonder I am nothing but a deadbeat loser, like any other father who is unstable and has nothing going for his life. No wonder I have nothing and always self sabotage myself in great dishonesty and distrust  to the point of no actual conversation or questioning my ways and challenging them if needed. And how I have never done that ever since, no wonder it has gotten more and more worse for me, to the point where I want to evict my son and if I don’t do it, then I am fucking myself if I do it either way, because I am only forever more hurting myself, not just him. And how I will anger him and assume in my own ways that there are lies to make him panic if I evict him and kick him out and never let him back with all of the things that he has, and how if he does go out. Then he will have nothing just like I didn't have anything either, no wonder I am doing something to my son as I have done to myself on purpose in an unstable family, no wonder nothing has ever amounted for the better at all whatsoever.

I  forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not realise that if my dad evicts me then I will panic in my own assumption?, and how that makes me livid  and angry to the point where I want to smash a bowl over his head and stab the broken pieces in his neck and kill him. And how I don’t like how the lies he tells to project over exaggerations that he does to  himself, and how I have done nothing to hurt him physically, but to speak my words and how he is only forevermore self sabotaging himself to the point where he will make himself cry like a little bitch. And how nothing will ever surface and surface form that, no true result will ever come from that and how it makes me want to break so many things in this house  and burn it down, just because of the rage and internal rage that is within me to ruin this man who has as well ruined my life for the worst, and left me with people who never had my best interest in mind, no wonder they abused me and hurt me and emotionally and physically. To the point where I would be so livid and angry and want to destroy things as I have done the very past and how this ugly deadbeat has  done the same to me, and how I took out my anger on the house, destroying windows and walls, and doors and  glasses and many other things that don’t even matter to me, by my own assumption. And how my childhood was full of anger and false assumptions and projected anger that was instilled within me, as a huge rock or multiple little rocks that would impede my own pond and shake the  currents of energy within me and  then when something really bad would happen, something of a big rocks would go into my own pond and destroy and erupt everything to the point of no return. As if my bodily currents were erupted and disturbed and how those rocks at the  bottom of the deep pond were disturbed and it feels like as if those rocks are not able to be return and casted back into the earth where it belongs, not in my own pond where it is destroying me and each and every decision that I am ever making that is hurting me to the point where Ii want to destroy everything. Because I am not feeling so well in my mind as if this feeling will ever go away at all whatsoever.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself as a father to want to evict my son and make him be homeless just like me and how my wife and I have basically kicked out our son as he was a baby, and gave him away to several people that would be of exponential caretaker for him. And how that never worked ever since, because if we held onto him any longer, he would cry  so much more and never turn to the point of stability. Due to the fact of our instability as husband and wife, hurting our son with our detrimental yelling and arguments and teasing remarks that are not what’s best at all, whatsoever. Nothing, and how he we are only making fun of each other in the worst ways possible, into an attempt to potentially hurt someone on purpose just because we want to have fun, when fun is not that way, it is  only abuse for the worst. In our delusion just because we think making fun and having with teasing remarks is the best way to go about anything to  gain some type of bond with the child of ours, that we’ve given away so man times and kicked out so many times due to the fact of instability and no way of treating our son with actual stability and common sense and practicality. It was all on theory and impractical, theoretical, bullshit that wasn't even best to do and project. No wonder he  is not able to be stable with us, because of our bullshit and how have projected so many harsh things onto him and into him, as he got in trouble, because we never could express ourselves to him and always isolated him, and therefore, most of the  anger came from me, and the isolation came from both of us as father and mother. No wonder he is a strange copy of DNA and heredity information that was passed down onto and projected onto as stupidity to the point where he will act out those minute detrimental qualities that aren’t even best to reenact ever again at all whatsoever. Even if he does, we would  yell at him and make him feel bad and angered just because we don’t want to accept and allow his bullshit that we have projected onto him, as we have accepted and allowed the same from ourselves. We just only suppressed it and made it worse within and upon ourselves, for the absolute worst of all, instability and theory and impracticality for the worst.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself as parents as mother and father to give our son away so many damn times just because we can’t handle his instability of crying so much and how he knew deep down. That we are not the people to be taking care of him, and that he doesn’t want to be with us, just because of our lack of expression and instability and irrational ways of expression. And how I would cry so much  outside of the room instead of attending to my son to take care of him, instead, I left him crying in the  room and made it worse for him, isolated and crying with deep pain and grief and anger. To where he doesn’t know what is going on and he  isn’t available to see who is there to hug him and to take care of him with care and affection to do it properly and  effectively. And how I wasn’t even there for him, and how he kept crying and it echoed really loud within the room and it was hurting him, grieving intensely, to  where he would cry himself to sleep. And how i would do the same as well for the worst.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not realise that i was left in my carriage and on the bed crying myself so intensely with anger and fright and sadness and deep sorrow. To where my parents are at and how I was being isolated and not taken care of with the right care and affection and heeded  attention. That I  was never given, and was only forever more being neglected of it, to the point where as i grew up older and older, I eventually never gave that attention to myself, nor did I ever allow it from others, no wonder i pushed everyone away, and how my father had made me  do the same thing and enforced, without even realizing that he was doing the same bullshit to me,  as i was a baby.  And hw this pattern kept on going within my life for years on end, affecting each and every fucking decision that i’ve ever made from the very moment i was left in the bedroom to cry out loud in  grief and deep pain to the point where i didn’t even know what the hell was going and why no one was here. And how i  was just a baby, I was letting myself cry and to get attention to whatever i wanted, but ever since, as I was growing up, I never got that personal attention for myself, therefore, I never reach out to anyone and always postponed my way  so a attention and  help, no wonder I never interact with others and how i am also isolating myself off as i was a baby and even as I was growing  up and never was allowed to go out and have friends and play with others. Because my father was always strict and restrained me from going anywhere and how he always wanted me to be home and have ever not to be home. But I never wanted to be, I wanted to have fun and express myself, but my father never did let me express myself, therefore, I never did truly ever express myself authentically, no  wonder I am as well doing the same thing that my father had done to me, as he had done to  himself and how his parents and other people have  done the same thing to himself as well. No wonder I always isolate myself in some type of way and varying degree to the point where I don’t even feel like I need the help, when in fact and reality, I am living the words of eviction of myself and isolation. No  wonder i am not connecting and  being with others and how my life is always lacking and full of limitation, to where i can’t even make true real money, instead have to be a slave idiot just like my parents and everyone else that I’ve ever known in my life, no wonder I am not connecting and actually truly getting the support to be with others, and how I am missing out on opportunities due to me as myself isolating  and postponing myself to the point where  I Don't even know why I am doing it, ever so often, not even realising that I have been doing this isolation and  eviction of myself of everyone else and around me that I’ve ever known still know now. And how my life hasn’t gotten better, due  to those formative years and as well as growing up past the  formative years and then being isolated off and doing it to myself more and more. Without even realising that i wasn't even truly ever getting far to where I wanted to go. Because I was so blind to the fact and point where I was just living words and pure dirty black  energy within me that is slowing me down and blocking and impeding my way, and how I don’t even know that I am impeding myself just because my father and mother  had done this to me as I was a baby, and how my father had done this to me when and as I was growing up and wanted to go outside and play. But never got to fully, even when my father would restrict me from going anywhere, because he didn’t want me to be unstable, when in fact he was already unstable himself. And how he is trying to hold me back and abuse me, when he is not keeping me safe, he is abusing my freedom to isolate me, because he always isolates himself as well, not even knowing and releasing that he is doing that to himself, whether he knows it or not. And how no wonder I’ve never gotten far and wanted to do whatever I wanted to do  with my life, but ever since till today, many wasted years later, and abused years later, I am now doing the same thing that my father had  enforced onto me, as a baby, given away, evicted. And much later as i was younger and wanted to go outside to play, and how my shoelace got caught in my bike spool where the chain connects  to the serrated blade to the gold chain and how he  dragged me in and hit me in the face and arm. And how he was angry at me and how my friends were confused and scared and afraid of what was happening to me and how I was about to be abused by an idiot who never  cared for me and is about to die soon if he doesn’t even realise that he needs to take care of himself. And if he doesn't, he’s fucked, and how i won’t be there for the funeral either. Fuck that. Self honestly and dishonestly in contradiction tot he pint where I don’t even care about him anymore, whether he lives or dies, he abused me and hurt my life, and how I am doing the same to myself, not even knowing that I am abusing myself, from what my parents had done to me, for the absolute fucking worst. How fucking detrimental that is, you know?, fucking shit.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not realise that no matter what I do, I will be isolating myself, no matter if I am stuck in some place or have to do something that is of priority to me that I don't want to do. And how I am stuck in this situation of where I am financially and emotionally, and how I am not even truly free to where I want to be for the better. Abusing myself, as my parents have abused me and how I am doing what they are doing to me, not realising that i am living their actions that they have done to me in my own way, that isn’t best for me at all whatsoever. To where there is no  point of return for me, as if it is set in stone and not able to change and escape to truly be free and quit being a slave to myself and have to slave each and everything to and for myself as if I can’t ever truly be free for myself. Because I’ve been trapped all my life, and was never truly ever free, because I was only being isolated and trapped within myself and how my parents had done the same thing to me and even to themselves, t where i don’t even know what to do with my life, so therefore, nothing ever since happened for real. None of the efforts turned into real abundant positive results, it was never for the better, I was only forever more, abusing my opportunities and blinding myself to them to the point where I am not able to do whatever it takes for myself. And how no wonder i am postponing myself to not have a  life of true freedom of emotional stability, physically, and within financial stability as well. And how it is at a lack and limitation right now. And how it feels ever so hard, not knowing when I’ll ever get out of this mess and environment that isn’t even serving me, because I don’t even know how to serve me, nor do\ my parents either. They’re deadbeats, they’re stupid, they don’t know anything, therefore, they couldn’t event teach me anything, no wonder, they put me in school with the other brainwashed idiots and fools that don’t  even know anything and how the teachers ands students asked me to stop talking, while I wanted to  talk and do what I wanted  to do. And not bother with someone else’ rules that don’t even matter to me. Just because I didn’t think they  ever applied to me, as if I was  defying some type of reality, when In reality, I was just expressing myself and someone is trying to stop me from doing that, for people who don’t even have my best interest at heart and mind, at all whatsoever. No wonder I did the same thing for myself, not ever giving to myself, no wonder I have never made it truly to make my life a living abundant heaven, instead I’ve only ever since made it a living hell, just like my father and mother have done for me and the other various amounts of people that I’ve ever met and lived and was with, in my formative years. And how ever since, it got worse after that. Not ever being aware of why that ever was, at all.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to isolate myself off, just because I feel that I am not worthy to be with others and how no  wonder I am not ever with people and being with others and connecting with others. And how I am always in this limited solitude to where I make excuses to the point where I don’t make the effort to  make any contact with others and always want to be with myself. And even if I am with others in public or even at their  home, I isolate myself the same way, just  in a different degree and manner. That I am not ever truly self aware, therefore, I never had a great relationship with myself, because my parents never gave that to me, therefore, i am now doing it, without even realising that i don’t care about myself because i truly don’t, even my financial future, at all whatsoever either. No wonder I don’t have enough money opportunities to make something real and valid for myself. No matter how good or bad it may be, everything in my life was always some type of detriment, no wonder I don’t care for anyone, in my own assumption and how I don't even care for myself. And no wonder I do not care for others, because I don’t care  for myself.  How sad and depressing that is, disappointing in fact, at a loss for the worst. No wonder I don’t have the money and life that i want, the relationships, the things that i want in my life, the abundance, and how i all have lack and limitation forever. But now that I realise this, I can truly change it for the better and along with the support from the right people who have best interest in my mind and how I can start truly caring for REAL, for the better.

When and as i see myself isolating myself and making  excuses as if  i have no one, when I do, I stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself not reaching out to others to make contact and do  something productive and actually fun for business and life itself, I stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself acting in ways to evict myself from other people and even from myself so subtly, I stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself postponing my freedom emotionally and within  financially, I stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself isolating myself off and sacrificing it for thinking that I have no one in my life, when I do, I stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself not making any sacrifices to make money and be free to be, do and have more in my life and postponing my actions within that,  I stop and breathe.

When and as i see myself not taking any inspired action to become free and make something real for myself, i stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself urging myself to not do what’s best, even if it is isolation, I immediately realise that, and stop and breathe and go do what is best for me to advance for the better.

When and as I see myself not doing what’s best for me and for others when and as I am around others, I stop and breathe.

When and as i see myself thinking that i am not able to do that of anything, I stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself thinking that I don’t feel like doing what I should be doing to advance myself, I stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself postponing myself to feel like I don’t want to do anything, when in  fact  it is a lie that I am telling myself, I stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself urging myself to live and experience  a lie, I stop and breathe and take self directive principle for truth and authenticity.

When and  as i see myself urging myself to lose all of my money and spending  it on stupid things, i stop and breathe.

When I see myself  not  making any  sort  of money to be free and have  something for myself and to have way more than enough, I stop and breathe  and go to get way more than enough by doing what’s best.

When and as I see myself not improving myself at all whatsoever to any degree, I stop and breathe.

When I see myself allocating my  time to not being serious with my life to make something real and abundant for my life for the better, I stop and breathe.

When and as I see myself not looking to get any nor give any support for myself and for others as well, I stop  and breathe and do so to give and get the support.

I realise that my parents never truly ever gave to me, they always took from me, and how I was also the one who would be taking from myself as well. Blinding myself of opportunities and how life was always already there for me. For my own life, that I was forever more deluding for the worst.

I realise that if my father would ever evict, I would not panic, I would know what to do and get the support from others who do care and how it is only his assumption and how that made me livid and angry just because he wanted to do that to me. Because of nonsense irrational decisions and along with his emotions  as well for the  worst. No wonder my life is the way it is till this  very day, not being to support myself, because my parents never  supported me, therefore, they isolated me and threatened me. To bow down to their stupid unknown laws and rules that don’t even make any sense to me, just because they don’t even know how to express  themselves  to me and to themselves and even to others. No wonder I was not able to express myself, therefore, I was always expressing myself in lack and limitation, in such an abundant reality, that people have perceived to be at a lack and limitation. When it is  their mind that has  made it that way, within their words and deeds and different definitions that have  caused havoc in their lives. And how that  was the same for my parents and as well as for me. No wonder I do not have any sort of  freedom, financial freedom, and emotional stability. It is all at a wasteful limitation and lacking effort and of results  as well.

I realise that I would always isolate myself and never be with others and never  connect with others, no wonder I always isolate myself thinking that I can do big things all on my own. When In fact  and i cannot, and how i communicate and express myself to the point where there is nothing of actual value coming from me to  be used for real to make a real result real and of possession within self direction for the better at all whatsoever.

I realised that I was isolated and evicted as a baby, given away multiple times as a baby, to my grandmother and to other people that i don’t even fucking know. And how they came to my house years later to introduce themselves that they’ve taken care of me, and how I really don’t give a shit  if  you came or not, you never wanted to be in contact with me ever since, so you don’t care. Get out, anyway, the same thing will be evicted and kicked out multiple times as I was growing up older and older, my irrationality got worse, as my  father never knew what to even do with me. Therefore, he was always as well irrational and stupid as well, not ever knowing  why I was acting this way, when in fact and reality, this is coming from him and a part of my own creation as well. Not ever  considering the fact that I did not  have a good childhood at all whatsoever, no wonder I am still broke, stuck at home, not free, emotionally and financially, at all whatsoever. And how  everyone treats me like shit, when in fact, no one is, I am the one who is doing that to me, no wonder I have such a shitty life, full of instability, irrationality, arguing and getting mad over things on a drop of a dime and a hat, with full force and vigorous anger for the absolute worst. Nothing was ever for the better, it was some type of danger and instability going on, there was never  any stability within me and my family. There was always separation, no one ever did  anything together, because no one ever knew how to express themselves to me, no wonder they couldn’t for themselves either, and how no wonder I  couldn’t do it for me either, because I just never knew how, so I never did, nor did I ever get the help for that either. No wonder my life is the way it is, not serious about making money and making lots of it. Therefore, everything was always a fucking struggle for me, it was never easy, I never made anything real of any profit ever since. No wonder  I do not have what I want in  my life, nor do my parents at all whatsoever either.

I realised that my parents never truly cared for me, no wonder I never truly cared for myself and for my life  and my  money and relationships  and everything that I’ve ever had in my life. No wonder  I was not able to create anything for real. Being upset and sad and depressed, having some type of ugly look on my face, always angry at something when I was not aware thatI was living the abuse that my parents had and have given to me many years ago. No wonder I was  not able to  truly  care for myself, but to hate myself and isolate myself into oblivion and for the  worst.

I realise that  I’ve got to ever have more than enough money, and now I never had more than under $2,000 USD, no nor did my parents either. They’ve always spent their money on worthless things and kept worthless things, no wonder my life is the way it is, emotionally and financially as well, for the worst. And how I am not able to get the opportunities and make my business great and purposeful. Therefore, I never truly cared about making anything real, I only thought that this is not something that I want to focus on, and to get rid of it and let it be there for now, and never heed purposeful attention onto it, to make a profit and make something real for myself. But even though, I just never did, because I never truly ever cared for my life, my relationships, my emotional stability, nor my financial situation within money and getting money at all either. No wonder I am not in the place where I want to be financially at all whatsoever. I haven't had enough ever since, I earned money from my first jobs, and even when I wanted to go into  business, it never worked either. Because of the detrimental living words, that I was living that weren't best for me. And how they were as well projected onto me by unstable irrational people who never had my best interest in mind  and heart, no  wonder, I did the same for myself as well, and how I don’t have enough. and how this has been going on for  years, not  ever having anything for myself at all whatsoever. Since the age of 11 or 12 and  onto 16, as it got worse, and worse into oblivion.

I realise that no wonder  I was  never able to  achieve anything in my life, it was  all for nothing,  all mediocre efforts  and inefficient and ineffective  inconsistent efforts. And how nothing was ever created for the better from me, because I never knew how. Therefore, I could never be able to do it, and within my instability as well, because in fact, I knew nothing to create anything for the better at all. No wonder I don’t have anything to be  real in my life, excluding each and every relationship that I’ve ever had, no wonder I don’t have  the money  that I want to have. And the life either as well, nothing for the better absolutely fucking nothing. Nothing real, ever.

I realise at times, I would always ask why in offense to others as if I wanted to exclude everyone from my life and for them to never help me. Because I truly deep down don’t want the help, due to my instability. And how it is just a mere excuse for delusion and interaction itself that could’ve been for the  better, instead it was neglected due to a irrational stupid response that wasn’t best for me and for the other person either at all whatsoever. And how I was in-stable, in a stable feeling as if I was going nowhere to ever truly be free at all whatsoever.

I realise that I was never truly ever free, I was forever trapped as a slave to my own body and mind and a slave to my parents and a slave to money and to my world and in my relationships that were never cultivated to be of fruitfulness and cooperation and collaboration for the better. Instead I was always in my mind, being  a loser for the worst. And how  this bullshit that i was participating in  was not helping me  get further to where i wanted to  go in my life. No wonder I am not where I want to be  and my parents fucked me up so bad and how I did the same to myself so badly and  therefore, I have never truly ever been  free, ever since age 1-7  and 8-9, 10-12, 16 and so on for the worst. And how my life has been a harsh struggle for a very very long time. And how I’ve never realised this, up until now. And how I was unable to realise this for so long, such a hard long struggle for so long, not able to make anything  real and of actual value, for myself and for and with others. At all, whatsoever.

I realise that I was never able to make anything truly real and of value at all whatsoever, even when it came to money, and the creativity of making and getting it. I just never knew how to do anything actually for the better at all whatsoever. I was slow, I didn’t know how  to process  information, therefore, I never could see more and  do more for my life. No wonder i was able to do and have more in my life, and how everything was always at a limit. Even the words, I knew and  attempted to know, had no true meaning to and within my foundation, as a person, and within my formative years as well. And how the  meaning to the words I knew and didn’t know of and just guessed at and with, had no meaning, therefore, I had no meaning to and for my life, at all whatsoever. No meaningful life, just a useless, worthless life, no matter how hard I tried at anything, nothing ever amounted to being achieved for real and for the better at all, whatsoever. No wonder I had a meaningless life and lived it for so many  years up until now, nothing  ever since created for the better at all, whatsoever. And how ever since, nothing EVER Real, was created for REAL at all. Whatsoever.

I commit myself to make life for real, develop and become the best version of myself for real, make love for real, make my actions within creating a life that I should’ve had for real, with abundance and wealth and prosperity and stability. Just like it should’ve been for real, connecting with myself intimately more for real, making life truly abundant for real, within for what’s best for all for real, for as I see myself as life and life resonance in awareness as self directive principle to lead as life!

I commit myself to grow and scale the money I am making with the power of the group and as well as taking self responsibility in self directing myself to take 100% responsibility as well within the group and encouraging others to do the same to keep increasing their efforts to make money much more effective and efficient. To do what’s best for all, within pragmatic ways practically and with stability, and common sense to keep persevering and persisting through to do the task and objectives simply and do what I simply planned out to do in the best ways possible. As my input = output to adapt to the situation and process to improve my input to get an effective and efficient input within the output. For as I see myself as life and life resonance in awareness and as self directive principle as LIFE!

I commit myself to help my kids as they grow up to be older and older, to become self-sufficient within the support and stability and the right foundation for them to be able to become to have a wonderful life of abundance and fun. Within the best learning ways at home and implementing things that we’ve learned and to make learning truly fun for the better, within stability and practically for the better. And encouraging my wife to do the same in the best ways possible of stability in her process and supporting her within the best ways possible of stability of care and affection as one and equals as life. For as I see myself as life and life resonance in awareness and as self directive principle as LIFE!

I commit myself to lead myself for real, help and support myself for real and to connect with others with purpose for real, and to do what is best for real in my business, within my employees, salespersons, scientists, engineers, educators, salespersons, lawyers and accountants, upper management within my company, senior partners, directors. To make things for real, to do it simply, and persistently and perseveringly in the best ways of stability and practicality for real. To never accept mediocrity and make our success in our actions and creations of what’s best for all for real, within creating a true monopolization for real, for what’s best for all for REAL, for as I see myself as life and life resonance in awareness within and as self directive principle and live by principled living for real, as LIFE!

I commit myself to live by principled living for real, no matter what, doing what’s best for all for real within principled living, and doing what’s best for my life and with others as well. To always Live by principles and nothing else, no feeling majority of the time will be of common sense, so we will make it practically and pragmatically, not ever theory at all. Practically, within sureness of myself and for and with others who are willing to live by principles, and to do the same with my colleagues by adapting and improving our principled living for the better. For as I see myself as life and life awareness as self resonance directive principle for and as life!

I commit myself to work with my team and not just by myself all the time, and of course to take responsibility within that and to help others to do the same as well. Within planning each and every hour effectively and meetings accordingly in the best ways possible for the time of certain business deals and meetings to happen at the right time in the best  ways possible for the better. For as I see myself as life and life resonance  as self directive principle as LIFE!

I commit myself to write self forgiveness to forgive myself of what is not best within  me and what is around me that if it is  affecting me in some type of way, within stop and breathing statements, to take self directive principle when and if a reaction were to ever come up. And to take care of what is here and be here as breath and life itself, within realisation statements to realise what I had been affected with and who was involved and what was going. Within that, I commit myself to write self commitment statements and to live the living change for real, to correct myself in application in the physical movement for and as my life for real. Within using the tools of TechnoTutor, and self forgiveness and self commitment corrective application and the support groups and connecting with others for real. For as I see myself as life and life principled living as self directive principle for and as LIFE!