This is truly an exceptional masterpiece. Many things happened that improved my sense of self and wellbeing, my discipline to learning, working out, training on my instruments and so forth.
Things such as strangers talking to me, getting invited to a wedding by someone I barely know, no lazy voice urging me to skip a workout. The grounding, is otherworldly, like a mighty regal oak holding it’s roots at the eye of the storm, bending and twisting but never breaking. Also, the spreading of joy and calmness while still holding that masculine essence is godlike. A module of joy aura would be game changing.
Anyway, the story that I wish to share happened about 5 weeks ago. I was on my way to the gym, and on route, I feed and care for a pack of stray dogs, feeding them and following up on their lice infestation and cleaning them. This is of daily occurrence for a long time now. This one time, I was feeding and petting them, directing my attention to them. A car passed by, as i was walking on the streets; and I hear very loud yelling, I look behind and see a red car passing by and say to myself, yelling through the phone this early? I then squat and continue handing chicken legs to the dogs. Only to hear that yelling right behind me. The guy stopped in the middle of the road and reversed back in front of me. It took me a second to realize that he was shouting and talking to me; I see this large protruding belly resting on the steering wheels and a furious older guy around 40s screaming at the top of his lungs.
Saying things like “Stop feeding them; they’re a menace, they’re everywhere, they chase us (lies, the stray dogs get beaten by children all the time and treated cruelly) i can’t even go to the mosque at dawn without them being trouble; I know it’s kindness to animals but God created them and he will take care of them; i know it’s in the religion but stop feeding them” now this fat-F. Is screaming really loudly, and I’m still in a squat position looking at him with a frigid coldness of a predator, I stood up from my squat and turned to face him, tilting my head in bewilderment. For a brief moment, I was about to death growl at this whale and beat the crap out of him in his car. But instead, that thought passed by with no effect and dissipated like a thin cloud. In calm voice steeped in power and raw strength, I look at him deep into his eyes and say with every word infused with a heavy weight of authority: " Do you realize that you are screaming right now at a stranger in the middle of the street?" Mind you I’m a big guy with tattooes in a place where tattoos and the general Biker style is frowned upon and is worn by dangerous people and criminals. He suddenly became unbelievably calm INSTANTLY and said, i am sorry sir, please don’t feed them. I just said Okay. And then continued walking to the gym as I finished feeding the dogs. He drove slowly and leaned to the passenger’s window and said I am sorry, forgive me. Have good day, sir, Waved and drove off.
I knew that very instant that that feeling of immense controlled power is what Godlike Masculinity looks like. The brutality that passed through my head was in an instant transformed. Like a nuclear reactor, a leashed violence, a restrained apocalypse.
Good stuff. 10/10 