Wesley Singh Rich Kings Stage 1

By WESLEY SINGH

It has taken a lot to bring me here. A lot to keep me off drugs and a lot to keep me alive. Daily discipline in definable steps marks my daily path on a journey to becoming more than I ever could be without it. These steps are accessible to everyone as an alternative option to anything that seems to have failed them. This is my real-life account. Current, raw, relatable, and real...easy to read and easier to implement. This is a literal case of being in it together. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Wesley Singh
• Release date: Mar 17, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393871279

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Wesley Singh

Rich Kings

Stage 1

The Journey, the Genesis, the Me

I am so passionate about this book because it contains the exact steps that I needed and used to piece my life together

I truly want to share this with the world and see everyone succeed

Fuck only living once.

I live as many times as I consciously choose to.

I obsess over my current tasks - Nothing much else besides my family matters

And even in that,

They respectfully allow me the space to maintain my focus on what I am working on and towards.

There is not much else than what is happening - what I envision - what I deem as necessary to proceed.

I give my all and my everything to achieve my all and my everything.

RICHKINGS2019

Johannesburg, South Africa, 2000

www.wesleysingh.com

This book and all of its accomplishments, are a huge testament to alone time.

You are very literally coming on my journey of self-discovery with me. This book truly has, turned my wounds into my blessings

Prelude: Where I’m Coming From...

241219 - 19:47

So there is this utter fucking distress going on inside of me. I am questioning everything. EVERYTHING.

Is this what I really want to sell to my clients? Sitting all alone here, stuck in this room,  fighting with myself about the R113.59 ($8.01) that I had spent at Woolworths.

Is this what I really want my people to experience?

Feeling like the biggest failure in the world. Feeling like I am the hugest disappointment to my mother, such a complete failure to my sister, to Kingston, to our business. A failure to me, a failure to Sylvester, a failure to my father.

A man who died believing that his only son -

The fuck up that he did everything for...

The asshole for whom he did not retaliate when I physically assaulted him in a drug or alcohol fueled haze numerous times,

HATED him.

The same guy who always dropped everything to look for me, track me down, and pull me out of situations.

Died alone in his car, outside in the complex parking lot, with neighbors who did not want to disturb him.

Bless them! Sincerely! All is as it is meant to be.

It is a tricky premise, of not wishing to divulge large amounts of information, by divulging an illicit amount of occurrences.

But as is the case, it is these sorts of processes, life lessons, and experiences that have led me to write this book.

The truth is that none of these steps, methods or concepts are original. They are a culmination of my life. Procedures that I have undergone in order to rise to all occasions and above any situation.

Learnt, studied and fused from multiple sources.

It was easier when I had a support system. Dad, his millions, mum and sister.

As much as we had nothing in the beginning, they gave us everything. My father was a self-made multi-millionaire. I watched this mother fucker go from his literal last R10 ($0.71), to many years of hard, tiresome, grueling work EVERY SINGLE DAY. To the level that he achieved. That last 10 Rand note that he had, he gave to the church. To God. I am not implying anything, besides maybe our firm belief in giving.

I guess I should keep this as short and as relevant as to not fuck up my autobiography.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, I was still fully immersed in my drug-fueled lifestyle to take any value from what he was building - for 'US'!

But, I do believe that much of what he taught me, lay the groundwork for the events that would occur after his death.

Even in my state of dismay, I kept busy. Busy with shit a lot of the time, but I also managed to maintain levels of motivation to succeed at something. Anything. Obviously not what was in front of me. No, that would have been