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De-Program the Matrix: Reclaiming the Ancestral Pen on Kujichagulia

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De-Program the Matrix: Reclaiming the Ancestral Pen on Kujichagulia Checkout Episode Let’s stop playing nice and confront a hard truth: Most of you are out here living a life you didn’t write. You’re waking up every day, punching the clock, reacting to the madness on your feed, and executing a sequence of commands that someone else programmed into you. You think you’re free because you get to choose your outfit, but if your mindset is trapped in blame, shame, and fear, you are nothing more than a glitchy piece of software running on an oppressive system's server. Yesterday evening, I came home after picking up my daughter Gina from practice. I was exhausted, trying to wind down early for the morning show. As I sat down, I accidentally sat on the remote control and changed the channel on my wife. A movie popped up. I didn’t know the title, and honestly, it didn’t matter. Within two minutes, I recognized the formula. I knew exactly how the story was going to end. But guess what? I st...
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Undefeated

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Another victory is close

for my success has chosen me.
The tattered web of prosperity
that my life has woven me.
The outcome feels predictable
though the game has not begun.
I've declared myself the champion
before my trials are done.
I will always embrace my fate
so the outcome stays the same.
I play the role as victor
while some resign to play the game.
If I may keep the secret
that is sanctioned from my soul.
On anxious days I lose my ways,
my spirit pays the toll.
I hold the titles of father,
of brother, husband and son.
An honest bluff makes some seem tough,
the contender is but one.
At times like these I find myself,
beside myself, not lost.
The battle's fought, the lesson's taught,
I have not won nor lost.





Preston J. Harrison
Founder/President
Imperial Integrative Health Research&Development, LLC.
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