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The website content discusses the personal journey of self-discovery and the pursuit of one's destiny by shaking off societal labels, as inspired by a quote from Stedman Graham and the guidance of a wise teacher.

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The article reflects on the transformative experience of the author, who, after traveling and facing various challenges, returns to their university with a newfound perspective. Influenced by Stedman Graham's philosophy of rejecting predefined labels, the author emphasizes the importance of taking control of one's destiny and embracing a unique path to success. The narrative highlights the author's growth, from feeling constrained by societal expectations to recognizing the value of personal freedom and the courage to forge one's own identity. The author's journey is paralleled with the metaphor of riding a wild stallion, symbolizing the pursuit of one's true purpose, and the influence of a mentor who encourages the shedding of labels and the embrace of a self-determined life.

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The author believes that success is a universal process that requires individuals to actively take control of their own destinies by rejecting societal labels.
The article suggests that personal growth and self-realization can be achieved through experiences that challenge one's comfort zone, such as traveling and facing adversity.
The author holds the view that mentors and teachers play a crucial role in inspiring individuals to seek their own path and to recognize their potential.
There is an opinion that living a life true to oneself, despite societal norms, leads to a sense of fulfillment and the ability to positively impact the world around us.
The author expresses a personal commitment to following their calling and living without regret, encouraging others to do the same for the betterment of their own worlds.

These Guys Are On To Something.

What Genius Turner picked up on and what Stedman Graham said

Genius Turner brought up a quote by Stedman Graham recently. He was replying to Ellen Degeneres who questioned Stedman

“What would you say in your obituary?”

Mr. Graham stated:

“Mine would be to try to get people to understand how to remove any label they were given — family labels . . . racial labels . . . gender labels . . . class labels by taking control of their own destiny, and [then] realizing the process of success is the same for everybody. The difference is — some people know it and some people don’t.”

This is an inspiring thought. The whole idea that someone, anyone can grab a hold of their destiny like a wild stallion and ride it off into the sunset!

Here’s a stallion story to back it up.

I remember coming back from a two-year traveling affair and walking into my old university. I was walking in the halls about to meet with an old professor. The memories of being here were still fresh even though it was over 2 years that I had walked these halls, but I was seeing the place from a different view.

I was bigger than the hallways now.

And when I say bigger, I mean, there was this perspective from me, as if, sure my body wasn't bigger, but the energy, the aura, was. It felt like I could notice it, and it felt like others could as well.

I remember seeing people walking down the hall, I remembered myself in those shoes- I thought I was so big back then, now look at me!

The students walked passed and I felt like a king, some of them noticed me, I stuck out.

I used to blend in, I used to fit a university mold, I was in a pool of competition with people of the same mental framework. People, that perhaps weren't there grabbing onto their stallion, people perhaps following the traveled path to security.

Taken aback, I realized I had shaken off a lot of those old patterns while out on the road. I had realized I may have released myself from some of my labels when cars would pass me by, seeing my thumb, and feeling immense shame as they screamed fuck off out the window.

I remember being overcome by guilt when I sat on a street playing my harmonica poorly in hopes I would get some money.

I remember sleeping on the side of the road and being frozen with fear, thinking I was being surrounded by coyotes; somehow, I mustered the strength to get out of my hammock and wave a stick and scream into the night to chase the ghosts away.

Now walking down the hallways, I had different labels for myself. I knew these emotions I was so desperately trying to run from as a university student. I could identify in the people walking past, those same emotions buried beneath.

And I knew there was more path to follow.

My good teacher, the man who told me to go out and remove the labels, was looking at me as I was looking at the students I was passing in the hallway.

This was a man that I felt, in his aura, and air, had removed labels and was riding his own stallion. I knew then I still had more things to remove, more things to look at within.

Walking in a hallway, noticing a perspective, remembering past perspective, connecting with someone with a wider perspective, feeling my place in the sphere.

You could say its magic, something untouchable by science, something so hidden and mysterious.

The ol’ cosmic come around. Humble sauce. Spread it on your toast and jam. They’re food, the folks out there that are riding their stallion of destiny. They are liberated from the constraints of a collective one. They are plotting their own course. Even if the horse may be bucky.

I wonder then, what it is that calls a person to get on the horse and ride.

For me, it was a teacher that saw something in me that he knew he could pry free.
A few stories for proof.
An open mind, a willingness, perhaps a feeling of “I've got nothing to lose.”
A little irrational gusto, and reassurance to regret nothing.

It only took a bit of encouragement to do something that excited me. To do something that was unique and different. I don't know if everyone is in the same place. I don't understand how people live other ways, but that is none of my business.

I write for my world, the people that want to read my work. I will follow my calling, because it is what is meant for me, because what is meant for me is good for my world.

A tree grows in the forest and fights for sunlight and nutrients. The better it does, the more forest it creates, the better off the world is.

I will be a tree. I will house the birds. I will loosen soil for the worms. I will drop fruit for the monkeys. I will make air for the mouth breathers. I will grow to the fullest and highest place I can.

And I think I will say something else here.

I Will REGRET NOTHING!