self

I Must Pick Myself Up

Because…

  1. We all have problems.
  2. My solution works for me and yours would work for you.
  3. I cannot live your life and you cannot live mine.
  4. My destiny is dictated by the choices I make (or don’t make).
  5. Because life isn’t fair.
  6. And life, she owes me nothing.
  7. Complaining is draining.
  8. We all have 24 hours in a day. Many have created value with theirs.
  9. My heart will be broken.
  10. I define my version of success.
  11. No matter what I do, I will disappoint some people.
  12. No matter what I do, some people will be disappointed by what I do.
  13. Negativity is self-fulfilling.
  14. So is positivity.
  15. I cannot have a conversation with you if you don’t want to have one with me.
  16. I am responsible for what I do with my emotions.
  17. Hard work beats talent when talent doesn’t work hard.
  18. My success is predicated on how much I work for it.
  19. Luck doesn’t exist- only opportunities that meet with a prepared recipient.
  20. Overnight success takes time.
  21. Love is both urgent and patient.
  22. Gratitude is a muscle. It can be exercised.
  23. Miracles happen only when you believe.
  24. Depression is real.
  25. Depression can be overcome.
  26. I am unique. So are you.
  27. I cannot change the past.
  28. I cannot see the future.
  29. Love is a choice.
  30. Death is certain.
  31. What I do between now and then is up to me.
  32. I can.
  33. You can too.

Hi. I’m Tchassa Kamga and I write. I currently live in Buea, Cameroon. I also host a podcast and I freeze stuff on Instagram. You can find me on Twitter,Snapchat, and Facebook.
Together with my good friend
C. Befoune, we started Self-ish where we share personal essays on Self Improvement, Content Creation and Human Relationships. This post was originally published there.

Who am I?

It’s the parts that you see. And what you don’t see.

It’s the layers.

The lives I’ve lived and those I seek to become.

It’s never what you want, rather, what you have.

I’m only unique because every day, I listen to the silence that tells me who I was and who I must be.

I listen to the silence of my thoughts because it contains more than we fathom.

I’m like you. Different. We all are.

Most choose to be like everyone else and get lost in a sea of carbon hypocrites.

I try, every single day, to be happy. To do what makes me happy. Because I know that when I’m happy, I make others happy.

I try to live in the moment.

I try to improve on who I was yesterday.

I study every day. I learn every day. About me. About man. About the world.

Who am I? I’m a lot of things.

Just like you.

 

Originally published on Self-ish.
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The Mob-The Headless Monster

Even twins, triplets and “polyplets”(permit my orthographic incontinence) come from their mother’s wombs singly.
We are born alone and ultimately we die alone.
By this property, is it not just right that we remain entirely responsible for our actions?
That we choose our words, our deeds and remain individually bound by the consequences of their effects?
Yes-“Man is not an island”-YES-“Man is a social being”- BUT should we not pull from this individualism and unique nature of one’s oneness and make the proper life decisions?
Why would you chose death instead of life if you know you will get an uncomfortable,(sometimes permanently so) ,outcome?
The rage ,the noise and chatter of the heedless mass of SINGLE individuals, supporting and encouraging each others vices, masking the voice of reason,the voice of truth ,providing virtual justification for acts of vandalism, acts of brutality-acts of baseness.
My belief as concerns a mob is -“There is no US”.
There is just a mass of “I’s” and a mass of “You’s”.
In all the persons marching, there is not one of them who knows their COLLECTIVE reason.
Each one is there for something.
Each to fulfill a particular objective.
Some do, most fail.
But when you are in a mob-riot-uprising-war-whatever-remember this-
The mob is not a headless monster.
The mob is not even a monster.
To me, the mob is a pawn.
Distraction, sacrifice, collateral damage. innocents …pawns and fools.
The mob does have head ,however, the head is never part of the mob.
The questions I ask myself
– Will I give MY head to another person?
Why would this OTHER person not give his/her HEAD ?
and…in the end…who is responsible for a deed if not the perpetrator?