A very long time ago

I met this gentleman of wisdom

Who explained to me

That

I can either be right

Or

I could be learning something...

When I thought about

What this could mean

I figured

There is some truth in this.

And

After some contemplation

I made the decision that

I want to have the Lesson

Period.

Now

I have noticed

It is not easy

If one really wants to

Take this philosophy to heart.

Most Certainly

This is the path least traveled.

And

Sometimes

It made me wonder

If it could possibly be

That

I was being stupid

when I found myself being empty handed

And I could see someone else

Being content

With something

Which looks like nothing

To me.

So

It led me to

Having to make

Many Difficult Choices

In Many Difficult Situations

Of Conflicting Interests.

But

Wether we like it

Or not

I found that

Ultimately

The Universe is directing us.

So

If one is committed to learning something

One simply needs to seek the lesson.

Easy as That.

Anyway

A little while ago I found myself

Being

In the presence of

The Divine Mother.

I would like to describe this as a Glorious Moment.

The Divine Mother told me

I completed the learning cycle

And

I was ready.

I couldn't believe this myself

She even brought the book “Think and Grow Rich” from Napoleon Hill to my attention.

And

As I began to think about this

It occurred to me

That

This was the book which started my whole journey

About 20 years ago.

The people I was hanging out with at that time were all reading this book.

I suppose

I wanted to become Rich

And Famous

too.

And

I have been reading it

Until it fell apart.

And

As I think about it

I have to admit

That

After thoroughly reading it

This book made no sense to me

At all.

I didn’t realize it at that time

But

Now

Being in the presence

Of the Divine Mother

I could clearly see

How my journey was inspired by

The classic wisdom from this book.

And

Looking Back Now

To

Where I started

All of a sudden

I could clearly see

How

This journey

Led me to this point.

But

Perhaps I was only Dreaming.

And

When I tried to

Remember

What the book was actually talking about

I finally understood

What it means to

Think and Grow Rich.

Now

I have noticed how in this day and age

The author and his work are being discredited.

A little while ago

I saw a video on Facebook

In which a certain gentlemen

Was claiming

How

Napoleon Hill died as a poor man

And therefore

The book must be a lot of crap.

It was a paid advertisement.

Now

I don’t know anything about

How

Napoleon Hill died

And

I have no interest in finding out.

That sounds like a waste of time

To me.

But

This advertisement did catch my attention

And

I was curious to see

Where this gentleman would be leading us

With this story.

The man started to talk about

Modern

Psychological

Insights.

And knowing a thing or two about modern psychology

I was able to recognize

That

This gentleman did not say anything particularly wrong.

But

I was not convinced

That

This man really knew what he was talking about

Either.

And

When I had a look in the comments

Below the video

It occurred to me

How many people seemed to agree that

The work of Napoleon Hill must be a lot of crap.

And

When I read peoples opinions

I could understand the skepticism.

After all

Napoleon Hill was hanging out with the elites of his time.

People like

Andrew Carnegie

Henry Ford

Thomas Edison

Etc.

These were

The pioneers of the Industrial Age.

Once

They were the Leaders

Who heralded a New Era.

Nowadays

Everyone seems to be cynical

When one only mentions their name.

And

It occurred to me

How in the Present Day

Their legacy is being Demonized

How times have changed.

In fact

I remember having had the opportunity once

To talk to

A Real Physicist.

The type which works in a closed environment

With High Level Risks.

And

When I wanted to check the facts

About the concept of the Ether

As I understood it

From This book

I became a little bit discouraged when

I began to realize how old this book must be.

In fact

It occurred to me how foolish

I must have been

In to

Ever

Believing

This.

So

I guess

This was the point in which I gave up on this book

And

I simply gave it away.

And

I was not happy to do so

But

At that time

I did what I needed to do

And continued my journey.

I suppose

The part which I hate most

Is the part

In which

I have to question

my own beliefs.

I suppose

I don't like it

When I have to acknowledge

I can't be sure

About Anything.

But Now

Being in the Presence

Of the Divine Mother

I was able to Clearly see

How

Everything I did

Turned out

To Be

Perfectly in accordance

With the teachings

Of Napoleon Hill.

Now

I am never allowed to speak

Whenever I am in the presence of Divinity

Male or Female.

But

Now

I understood

I was only ready

And eager

To

Learn More.

Which I did.

And being open minded

It led me all over the place

Seeking the Lesson.

This

Is another thing

I genuinely hate

But

One needs to be Creative.

And

All of this

Led me to

The Present Day

Where

I prefer to read the Bible.

I am not there yet

But

I know that scripture

In its classic language

Has the potential of

Guiding the Genuine Student

Right Back

To the Source.

I understand it when one says one has trouble reading it.

Therefore

Knowing

What I know now

I can recommend

“Think and Grow Rich”

from Napoleon Hill.

This Book

Talks about concepts like

Energy

Frequencies

And

Types of Light.

I couldn’t find anything wrong with it.

I would say

One simply needs to have Faith.

Anyone with a Genuine Interest

For the Lesson

I can recommend to

Learn to identify

And

Understand

The Symbolism.

I can’t think of a better way to start.

The Present Day Version of this book is more of a Condensed Version of the Original Work.

I recommend getting the Original Work.

It is a Fun Read

And

It has juicy details.

When I speak for myself

I just returned home

After being gone for 20 years.

20 years is about a lifetime I would say.

At the moment of writing this

I am staying in the place of my brother.

Being home for two months

Now

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise to receive the call that

My assistance was required.

I laughed when I recognized the old pattern coming up

But

I said it was no problem.

So

There I found myself

Being back in the factory of my Father

Which I desperately tried to escape

For over 20 years.

Being there immediately brought back old memories.

It was a long time ago since I held those wooden crates in my hands

But

It felt familiar

Immediately.

I carefully maneuvered

Those old sturdy crates around

To prevent wood splinters

From

Entering below my fingernails

As I recalled those vivid Memories of Pain.

I remember

Having done this countless of times

Year after year

Over and over again.

And

I thought about

How my hands must have become a little soft

Over Time.

I remember

Stacking those heavy crates

One a top of another

In order to prepare the product

For transport.

And I remember

How I used the trolley for

Moving those heavy pallets into neatly organized rows

Ready for shipping.

And of course

I began to think

About all those people whom I got to know

And all those people whom I worked with

Over all those years.

People speaking many different languages.

Each one having their own story to tell.

People from all over the world.

Everybody being there for reasons of their own.

Every One

Doing their part

In a Collective Sacrifice

Cheering each other up

Only to repeat it

Next day.

I remember

How the factory was buzzing with activity in those days

The noise of the machines

People everywhere.

But

Today we were the only ones.

I thought about

How everyone must have continued their own way.

And I wondered about

The role we played in their lives

How they might look back at that time

What they might say when they could see us now.

My Father told me this was

Most likely

The last time he needs our help

Processing those flower bulbs.

My Father has been talking about retiring for a couple of years now.

And

Since there is no one of the next generation

Who wants to continue the business

We all knew this day was coming.

Now

We were having a great day.

We were joking around

And

With our phones

We were making funny videos.

And

We were having serious conversations

About the question of

What my Father is about to do next.

And

As the conveyor belt kept rolling on

I noticed how

My mind began to

Drift and Dream

And

How my thoughts started to wander

All over the Place

While my hands continued moving

On

Auto

Pilot.

Back in the day

I remember working during the summer holidays

6 out of 8 weeks.

8 hours a day

5 days a week

minimum.

But

Today

The job was done within

2 hours.

It turned out there was not so much work

As my Father had anticipated.

I was a little disappointed.

My Father thanked us

And

Told us

We could leave.

But

I wasn’t ready to leave yet.

And

As I was Thinking

In terms of a Ceremony

It only seemed appropriate to me

To clean the place

Before we left

As we had done

In the old days

Many times before.

So

When we started sweeping the floor

And we were shoveling the pile into the container

I noticed the burning feeling inside my lungs

As the air was being saturated with dust.

I remember

This was exactly the reason why I wanted to flee.

And

I wondered how anyone could bear this

Every Day Again.

But

Now we cleaned the machines

And we swept the floor

And put away the garbage

One more time.

All of a sudden I realized how much

It felt like

doing a burial ritual.

I felt so sad

And

I realized that this was not the way

How I wanted this story to end.

But

When I look back at the choices I made

I suppose this is way it goes.

I never realized how this could hurt so much.

But

We cleaned the place

While I wondered

How much we needed to continue

Before it was enough.

And

After completing the job

We left.

And

As I sat down

To begin working

On this piece of text

I noticed

How

I was in a mourning phase.

So many memories.

I was feeling incredible sad.

I am writing this

Because

I want to get in touch with the feelings

Which are tied to this experience

And

Bring them to the surface

So I can work with it.

You know

It is important to

Know Thyself.

Therefore

One needs to Reflect.

So here I am

Carefully

Choosing my Words.

Reading

And

Rereading

It.

In order to

Shape the Sentences.

And

Creating

A Perfect Story.

Because

I am free

to make up any Story

I want to.

Everyone does it.

But

It is important to have a Vision.

So

If I go further down

Beyond the feeling of loss

I can sense

A feeling of excitement.

Because

The world is changing.

Opportunities are coming.

And

That sick feeling are only

Butterflies in my Stomach.

I am absolutely clueless

About

What it is going to happen next.

But

Something Big is about to Happen.

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