Soul Forging

Storms destroy weak men.

They cannot handle the raging winds and frigid rain.

To charge into a storm would mean their certain destruction.

Only strong men have afforded themselves the luxury to charge into storms.

When the weak man’s own mother is caught in a storm.

He is presented with two equally devastating options.

1) To live the rest of his life with an irremovable stain of guilt, sorrow and regret on his soul

2) To evaporate and disintegrate in the storm

The weak man’s fantasy is that strength will find him in these moments.

He is only able to accept his frailty under the delusion that should a storm come he will find the strength to survive it.

The weak man copes through life.

Every truly capable man you have ever seen has one thing in common.

Love.

The amount of pain, struggle and anguish required to become a man of true strength is unbearable without a motive.

Selfish motives are not enough to endure the hellfire of soul forging.

Selfish motives can never motivate an act as selfless as becoming a superhero.

You cannot die and be reborn stronger when your motive is to live.

I am Emory Andrew Tate III as a duty to my ancestors.

I am Emory Andrew Tate III as a duty to my loved ones.

I am Emory Andrew Tate III as a duty to God and the universe he has created.

I go through the hellfire and forge my iron mind to prepare for the battle against Shaitan.

I train to afford the luxury of strength.

When the storm comes, I will be prepared to charge in.

I will not be given only two options, I will be given three.

And I will choose the 3rd option every time.

WIN.

- Tate