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Consistence Overcomes Resistance

Author, Publisher, Film Maker. Relentless

Author, Publisher, Film Maker. Relentless

For so many years, I grew up with a radio DJ repeating that quote at the end of every show. His name was Mr. Magic (or bka: Supa-Rockin Mister Magic) and his quote at the end of each show simply included “Persistence overcomes resistance.” I can imagine that most Radio Personalities leave the air with some sort of famous quotation to stimulate the minds of their listeners. However I must admit that understanding the value of that very sage advice had not set in until the later years of my life. I’m talkin about my 30s and 40s, where I came to realize that being consistent (same as persistent) is what led to so many great accomplishments. Note, that certain life decisions and coincidences may impact or impair your ability to maintain consistence. It is my theory that AVOIDING such pitfalls will allow you to experience the true “distance” of your goals & purpose. Afterall, how many of us can identify a time in our lives when we made a decision that created a major shift? (I’m not talkin at the gas-pump, either!) But that life decision was either a great one or a tragic one. Right?

For all these years I have been consistent in filming the activities of my life and the people who I connect with. For much longer than that I have been networking and connecting with “like minds,” such that the “Law of Correspondence” affirms. But for way longer than that, I have been writing both creatively and in my studies. So when you put it altogether, (when you do the math) my success is anchored by my filming consistently, my networking consistently, and my writing consistently. I can go back some 25-plus years to find footage of activities that today are either entertaining or resourceful. And by the same measure I can look back 30 years or longer to find people who I know today and network with today. This has led to a large community and network, one that supports me and with which I resource from time to time. But above all, whether I am in class or alone I have always been writing. I have adopted a practice and a routine that keeps me in love with the ink pen and the line paper. Yes it is fun to type on a keyboard and see your words appear on the screen faster (or so it seems) then in longhand. However, in making my point, I have only been consistently practicing typing since 1992. And what is 20 years of typing compared to 40+ years of longhand? For the past five or six years I have been consistent in my workout routine and in my health/eating habits. That has led to the best body that I have ever known as well as the best healthy/energetic feeling. So then, when I do my own review, I find I have been most consistent in my life with expressing myself creatively, critically or otherwise in my writing. And over the next 5 to 10 years, God willing, my physical health will catch up with the mastery that I’ve experienced in writing and connectivity and video production. Wow. To do the math in my own life is pretty damned amazing. But do the math in some other well-known master’s lives and you’d see the same results. Tiger, Michael, Mike, Leonardo, Jack, Barack, Denzel, Marshall, Benjamin, Russell, Jenner, Bannister, and so on. I mentioned first names (mostly) because I know you will easily put a face with the names, be it acting, sports or music. Regardless who, they were all CONSISTENT.

alg-music-mr-magic-jpgSo now what have you been most consistent at? If my mojo is in my writing, video production and connectivity, then where is your mojo? Where is your strength and consistence? And is that strength and consistency and Mojo something you have mastered? Is that something that is benefiting you? Perhaps something that is providing for your family or your well-being or your own sense of accomplishment? Consistency is one of those lifelong lessons that I have learned from my mentors, whether it was boxing, sales, or writing. And the more I embrace consistency, the more accomplishment I recognize. This is why and how I have written and sold so many novels, and why I have such a huge readership. This is why I have 600+ videos and millions of references on the Internet. This is why I am very connected in the world. Consistence.

So, if you take anything away from this morning’s message, please know that consistence is one of the biggest assets you can possibly have in your quest to succeed or progress. Peace. #Relentless

R.I.P. Supa-Rockin Mister Magic

So THIS Is What A “Day Off” Is Like?

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Suddenly I am taking a day off. It’s something that I can do from time to time and really has nothing to do with any schedule whatsoever. What it does equate to is early in the morning when you’re about to wake up and everything is saying “all systems go” there might be something in your body that says “roll over you deserve it!” And I honestly do deserve it. Client after client after client I am servicing a majority, folks who need my services in one way or another and everybody is a priority. Everyone is important. But the flipside to that coin is that I absolutely love what I do! In the morning I cannot wait to get to my computer, To alter and manipulate some sort of imaging that I filmed within the week. Making folks look good, broadcasting their image in the most professional polished way and doing it like nobody else can! On top of that I do have a workout schedule and other maintenance that must be done. We call that living! And in a nutshell I love my life

Yesterday a person that I’ve known for two years and change finally got to know who I am. It was clear to me that this cat did not Google me. I found myself explaining things, digging into the past whether it was concert promotion, nightclub development, magazine publishing, television production, on and on and on I rolled out my resume within a 20 minute conversation. Sometimes in the back of my mind I just wish people would do their research! Nobody got time for that! #Repeatingshit

But the other side of me says that I need to do more promotion. And I hate doing promotion/Doesn’t everyone? Once you are proven and that you have a track record, why in the world would you need to promote? Well the truth is that time has caught up to us where everything is fighting for our senses all at once. So if you are not a warrior on that battlefield, then you are either a casualty, or at least a spectator on the sidelines watching.

I came into this industry of book publishing as a juggernaut. Nobody was going to question me, nobody was going to tell me what I could and couldn’t do, and nobody but nobody was going to outdo my value and work ethic.

So the dude says to me “well why would you come down to Georgia?” And I heard the back of his mind asking ‘why are you in Starbucks?’ And I heard that other question back there: “why don’t you have a big staff and a building and a big mansion to live in?” I guess he assumed that I didn’t have all that! However, my answer to this is that people are sometimes so naïve, caught up in what they think is real and what they think is substantial. when the truth is the substance is YOU, and not necessarily the clothes you wear, the real estate you own, the toys you own, or even the amount of people you know. Your substance is you. And it doesn’t matter where you are on the planet whether it is in Georgia, New York or Portugal… Your value follows you wherever you may go. But your peace of mind also follows you wherever you may go. And folks, peace of mind is all in your mind. Yes, your surroundings do weigh heavily on your peace of mind, but ultimately that calm at the center of the storm, that space where you can inhale and exhale and imagine is all controlled by you. It’s not about how much you have that creates you but in fact it is the core of your being and what that is connected to. “Your substance.” Are you connected to people, or sports, or a certain talent…

Just where does your personal energy live? Are you improving someone’s life with your product or your service or your message? And maybe you don’t have a talent or a certain skill set; maybe it’s just in your energy, your personal power, and how that is a magnet to others.

Before you question me about why I am living the way I’m living, I suggest you may

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want to question you and the struggle that you’re going through to try to be a magnet…your challenge in being recognized in this world. Okay so WHAT you have a shiny new Mercedes and maybe a note to pay. Okay you have a big house and maybe a mortgage to pay. All of those responsibilities require you to wake up in the morning and do what it is that you may not love doing. And clearly you can’t love what you’re doing if you’re questioning how I’m doing. I mean people who are so focused on the lives of others, busy criticizing and complaining about how others are living… those folks are not happy! They may not have the option I do to rollover and decide to take a day off. And if they do, they may have to back that action up with a lie!

Family I am so past lying. On the other hand, I am so into living! I am so into making other’s dreams come true by my experience and wisdom savvy and my skill set. This is who I am! So today, on my day off, my question is who are you!? #relentless

Relentless Daily

I AM KING LIT!

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My Life: Writing, Publishing, Film Making, Right Here @ Starbucks!

Writing books, designing websites and producing videos comes real easy at starbucks!

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PUSH IS THE TRUTH

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THE HOTTEST BOOK IN THE STREETS, STILL

UNMATCHED, READ IT, COME GET YOUR FILL!
THIS BOOK IS THE ANSWER, THE FIX, THE PILL!
OTHER WRITERS TRYIN TO EMULATE KING LIT!?
THAT’S OK, THEY ALREADY KNOW I’M THE SHIT!
I’M THAT BOOK WITH THE RICH OLD SOUL,
PLUS, MY WRITER AND HIS PEN BE ICE COLD!
WHATEVER, HOWEVER, YOU CAN’T KILL THE GOD
KEEP RUNNIN YOUR MOUTH, NOTHIN BUT A HOT ROD
I SPLIT YOUR WHITE MEAT JUST PROPPED ON THE SHELF
SOME BOOKS COME CLOSE, BUT I’M BOSS/GREAT HEALTH!
JUST KNOW I’M THAT BOOK WITH MAAD RESPECT,
FROM THE ROCK, TO THE BRICKS, BEDROOM TO MOVIE SET!
TEN YEARS, GOING STRONG, THEY CANNOT DENY
THE CHARACTERS, THE PLOT, NOW ITS MOVIE TIME!

Another Random Starbucks Story by Relentless

For years I’ve been keeping tabs on you Starbucks coffee fans! Here’s another short Starbucks story from yours truly

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Thanks Again To All My Fans & Friends!

I stay grateful to my fans & friends

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YOU’RE A WRITER? SERIOUSLY?

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IF YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH, YOU’D BETTER NOT READ THIS!

The truth, FRIENDO, is you can’t write worth a fuck! And its not merely your writing, but your story has no substance. Its full of hood-speak and nuances that are of interest to people who are shallow in their own life’s discovery. In other words, all they wanna hear is vulgarity, sex, and all about any relation to the dead cycle they’re caught up in. They have no interest in growing, or expanding beyond their environment because they’re stuck on the nail; they’re even comfortable on the nail, just like your writing. I would LOVE to sit here and encourage you, but you need some tough love. You need a kick in the ass! And besides, that wouldn’t be keeping it real!
AND THERE’S MORE!
You have no sense of perspective. You’re writing is all one-dimensional, as if you (the wannabe writer) are God. If you were God, you might have something important and relevant to talk about in your book. And you don’t even hafta be that to be an effective writer; how about just being able to command a reader’s attention with a cohesive paragraph? Hint: if I hafta read that paragraph twice to understand it, you are not cutting the cheese. And how about learning about plotting, tempo, building a character? How about having a voice? You don’t have a voice, friendo. What you are is a town crier, not even loud enuf for the town to hear you. So then, you’re an apartment crier, talkin slick in the mirror/gangsta-grillin in your dreams; stuck in a room that’s not even officially ghetto. If you wanna spend your life tryna “keep it real,” you might wanna show us that (instead of tell us) and become a real writer. You might wanna go back to the drawing board, pick up on some mastery, so your writing won’t continue to be such a mystery.

YOU ASK: “What’s the drawing board consist of, Relentless?”
I RESPOND: “I’m so glad you asked!”

  1. “First of all, burn all the shit you THINK is good writing. Because if you’ve been using that as a blueprint, you either were so caught up in it that you were more entertained than busy with the dynamics of how the story was put together. That, or you were reading some crap to begin with. CRAP=the pretty chic on the cover, the spicy buy-line, and the empty promise of the title that is just as much a lie as the cross-eyed imaginings within the covers.”
  2. “Second; good writing is not necessarily about perspectives, as it is about having a voice. If you don’t have a voice, you’re not a writer. You might as well get you some crayons, because those of us who have indeed mastered our craft are laughing at your silly ass, callin yourself “keeping it real” on your pages. Get a hint, hustler: a true gangster moves in silence. He or she doesn’t promote thru music on disc or words on paper. And the last thing they do is get on the couch with a newscaster to say “I’m a gangster” with the cameras rolling. And if you’re claiming some kind of paradigm-shift and how you’re changing the definition of a gangster, you surely won’t last in a world of so many other town criers who call their words “writing.”
  3. Finally, you’ve attempted to “un-learn” what you think is good writing. You’re now reading and researching the dynamics of storytelling. There’s just one thing left to do. BOOYAH! The game is to be sold, not told! YOU figure it out!

*Okay, so that’s harsh. And I don’t act that way all day/everyday. What I meant to say was—in my kinder/gentler voice—there’s so much I’ve written over the years in my many blogs that can help you, the aspiring author. So read it, put it to use. And maybe you can come up out that hole in the ground that you think is a writer’s world, that you think is a solid foundation of things you know or which you have been through, when in reality its quicksand.

Shout out to the real gangsters who’ve managed to ignore all the bullshit people print in books.

Church.

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That everyday grind was consuming my energy and feeding me right back. But, as the saying goes, “keep doing the same things, and you’ll keep getting the same results” And that’s why you see the vendors on the streets day after day, a dead end that does not grow or prosper, but merely earns survival. For one to grow, one must earn a “residual income” from real time work and efforts. #truth #relentlessaaron

FACEBOOK MURDERS TRAILERS – A RELENTLESS AARON JOINT

If you say it loud enough, you’ll always sound precocious

Let's try to speak, act, debate and communicate "ON PURPOSE." Look, I can't control who you are and the decisions you make; but I can show you a better way to achieve your outcome. The key is to live and survive so that you can indeed achieve that positive outcome. ONE LOVE. RELENTLESS LOVE

Relentless & Yoanni, the Air Force Girl @ Starbucks

The_Last_Kingpin-1Am I gettin Relentless here? This beautiful woman is often spotted in the 125th St/Lennox Av area. She works at the Air Force recruiting station and I’ve noticed her from time to time. (How could I NOT!?) Today, she just happened to catch me in a euphoric mood, in the midst of my East Coast book tour, so the KINGPIN came out!

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All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I suppose she must have looked rather delightful, for Mrs. Darling put her hand to her heart and cried, “Oh, why can’t you remain like this for ever!” This was all that passed between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she must grow up. You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.

Mrs. Darling first heard of Peter when she was tidying up her children’s minds. It is the nightly custom of every good mother after her children are asleep to rummage in their minds and put things straight for next morning, repacking into their proper places the many articles that have wandered during the day.

If you could keep awake (but of course you can’t) you would see your own mother doing this, and you would find it very interesting to watch her. It is quite like tidying up drawers. You would see her on her knees, I expect, lingering humorously over some of your contents, wondering where on earth you had picked this thing up, making discoveries sweet and not so sweet, pressing this to her cheek as if it were as nice as a kitten, and hurriedly stowing that out of sight. When you wake in the morning, the naughtiness and evil passions with which you went to bed have been folded up small and placed at the bottom of your mind and on the top, beautifully aired, are spread out your prettier thoughts, ready for you to put on.

I don’t know whether you have ever seen a map of a person’s mind. Doctors sometimes draw maps of other parts of you, and your own map can become intensely interesting, but catch them trying to draw a map of a child’s mind, which is not only confused, but keeps going round all the time. There are zigzag lines on it, just like your temperature on a card, and these are probably roads in the island, for the Neverland is always more or less an island, with astonishing splashes of colour here and there, and coral reefs and rakish-looking craft in the offing, and savages and lonely lairs, and gnomes who are mostly tailors, and caves through which a river runs, and princes with six elder brothers, and a hut fast going to decay, and one very small old lady with a hooked nose. It would be an easy map if that were all, but there is also first day at school, religion, fathers, the round pond, needle-work, murders, hangings, verbs that take the dative, chocolate pudding day, getting into braces, say ninety-nine, three-pence for pulling out your tooth yourself, and so on, and either these are part of the island or they are another map showing through, and it is all rather confusing, especially as nothing will stand still.

Of course the Neverlands vary a good deal. John’s, for instance, had a lagoon with flamingoes flying over it at which John was shooting, while Michael, who was very small, had a flamingo with lagoons flying over it. John lived in a boat turned upside down on the sands, Michael in a wigwam, Wendy in a house of leaves deftly sewn together. John had no friends, Michael had friends at night, Wendy had a pet wolf forsaken by its parents, but on the whole the Neverlands have a family resemblance, and if they stood still in a row you could say of them that they have each other’s nose, and so forth. On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles [simple boat]. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though we shall land no more.

Of all delectable islands the Neverland is the snuggest and most compact, not large and sprawly, you know, with tedious distances between one adventure and another, but nicely crammed. When you play at it by day with the chairs and table-cloth, it is not in the least alarming, but in the two minutes before you go to sleep it becomes very real. That is why there are night-lights.

Occasionally in her travels through her children’s minds Mrs. Darling found things she could not understand, and of these quite the most perplexing was the word Peter. She knew of no Peter, and yet he was here and there in John and Michael’s minds, while Wendy’s began to be scrawled all over with him. The name stood out in bolder letters than any of the other words, and as Mrs. Darling gazed she felt that it had an oddly cocky appearance.