This is a quick note. It’s just pass 4:20 AM and in a few hours, I have to get ready to re-insert myself into the Matrix. Starting at 10:45 AM after a week of rest and reflection, I have to go back to my virtual reality as Thomas Anderson for 8.5 hours. I feel like it is a re-insertion not a hack. However, I know what has to be done. Be relentless. Be resilient. Be calm and do both of my full time jobs (1 paid and 1 unpaid).
That is, the life of Al Fougy inside the Matrix
and the life of alfougy., the music scientist.
The journey of this music scientist (I will take a data analyst position if I have to) is improbable, but not impossible. A quote from the wise Muhammad Ali said this:
“Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they’ve been given than to explore the power they have to change it. Impossible is not a fact. It’s an opinion. Impossible is not a declaration. It’s a dare. Impossible is potential. Impossible is temporary. Impossible is nothing.”
I will take 1 hour precious hour at a time to dedicate towards my studies. The process is more important than the goal. The goal will show itself naturally. Tackling the process is a case of mental toughness. The chip on my shoulder is one of being passed over in life and what it is meant to be looked over instead of being looked at. I need that chip on my shoulder so I can win those small victories. If I want to escape 25 years of bondage, it has to be done. This will also be last time posting about my current life as a D size battery . If the tone of this note sounds like I am seeking validation from the Architect, Zombies, Werewolves, Ghosts, or even the Oracle about my existence. That is not my intention. At the end of the day, I am not trying to prove them wrong. I am trying to prove myself right.