Picture the scene: you’re at the grand age of (insert age here), and you’re at home surrounded by loved ones. Laughter in the air, there’s generations of joy under one roof. The eldest, you’re head of the household. As you sit back and take in scenes of serenity, you begin to reflect upon the life you’ve lived. Are you filled with a satisfied sense of accomplishment, or is your conscience weighed down with a sullen notion of regret? In the game of life, one must decide upon the rules which governs their demeanour. Do you wish to coast by on ‘beginner’ mode, or do you aspire to level up? Ultimately, the choice is yours to make. This week, I introduce a man confident in the satisfied sense of accomplishment that awaits.
Irrelevant of the profession one chooses for their life, know your worth. Irrelevant of the people one decides to be in their life, know your worth. And most importantly, irrelevant of the parameters one determines to place on their life, know your worth. In a time where anything and anyone can be easily replaceable, it is easy to mistake quantity for quality. We have reached the zenith of consumerism. That being said, there are those who have an unwavering predisposition to remain true to self, only engaging in unions that are to the betterment of self and spirit. This week, I introduce a man genuine of heart who has always kept one notion at the fore: “know your worth”.
True repentance is an admission of wrong-doing and guilt. It is a confession that you have committed an act so abhorrent, you deem it necessary to plead forgiveness. But – what if the act is only a part representation of self? Must one be apologetic for their duality? To some, the answer is simple: Yes. To others, admission is an admonishment of one’s identity. In doing so, you deny traits that embody your individuality. You betray your essence. This week, I introduce a brand that not only embodies the empowerment of self, but also champions the duality that resides within.
Seein’ as my last post was on a #ThrowbackThursday vibe, it’s only right I followed suit with this one. It makes sense to follow the structure. At least that’s what I’m tellin’ myself anyhow. But, here’s the truth of the matter. As the pop up took place on Carnival weekend, I had a lot of content to organise ‘n’ prep for the comin’ week. That, ‘n’ the fact I flew out to Greece for a week with my little hitta (haydenjarrett_) a couple days after the event took place. So, I had to put this one on the back burner till I touched back down on home turf. But don’t worry bout nothin’. We here now. We got the content. Let’s jump in ‘n’ tell you what went down at the gramm x basementapproved drop.
Here’s the thing. When you’re a ‘natured’ creative wrapped within the confines of a ‘nurtured’ corporate sphere, it can be extremely overwhelming. Though the law of the land dictates money is a necessity to afford basic human requirements (food/water/shelter), the conscience of nature will fight against the restraints of nurture. It wants to be free. It’s not something you can easily suppress. However, whereas the idealist may succumb to their innate inclinations, the realist strives to find balance betwixt the discord that rages within. This week, I introduce a man determined not to give in.
Atrait all great leaders must have in their arsenal. Côte is the army; Sheikh Tijan Jobe is the General. Alongside his trusted captains’, he has marched at a steady pace amassing a legion along the way that now has the momentum to breach the fortified walls of the establishment. Retreat is not an option.