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Dying to Live: To All Youth, the Future Is You
Dying to Live: To All Youth, the Future Is You
Dying to Live: To All Youth, the Future Is You
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Dying to Live: To All Youth, the Future Is You

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The book reveals a lot about the conception of God and the fulfillment of his words, a thought that may accrue and take away the belief in his entity. But do you believe in yourself? The fulfillment of your own words is an achievement that is meant to be, but the more you continue to read, the more you will discover secrets, hidden meaning, and words that carry feelings throughout the entire book and also in this world. But remember when reading that this is a story about life’s journey and the obstacles someone might face, the good and the bad, the rewards of life, the ups and downs of life that you might receive, and the blessings in lessons, which you can compare it to your own life. Remember that this is a journey where I’ve revealed the beginning and the end, the start of a new friend, the life, wife, a career, and the message that one might find uplifting in life to gain the trust over someone’s life.
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PublisherXlibris US
Release dateNov 30, 2016
ISBN9781524534257
Dying to Live: To All Youth, the Future Is You
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Castello Gilbert

Castello Gilbert I guys thanks for allowing me to share some of the adventures of the mind. It brings me great pleasure to tell some of the rhetoric nonfiction to fiction events taken place, with stories like. The wait or Dying to live; they were all just the beginning Mercury kind of put the icing on the cake. In this one particular book The Unknown I went by the name Thalamus; the name thalamus deals with a certain part of the brains that allows the conscious mind to be visual. I found great pleasure being an author; with each accomplishment I strive to do better capturing the essence of storytelling. By doing so, the use of figures of speech and a compositional writing gave me the opportunity to explore my mind. It would one day allow you to discover the person we hold so dearly, by demonstrate the uncertainties in the things we feel. My experiences were based off of a certain criteria, in each troubled relationship notated as a fable being conducted, as self awareness notated by being able to talk, for each portraits of my life. It was as if the adjustment was being tied to an umbilical cord, each love that did not seem to be enough. My books were mostly clothes that kept me up, giving you its documentation of my soul, like a triangle being a noble prize base off of the truth not being characterized; like a model off of his or her stature I decide to write. Compared to anyone else that decide they wanted some type of steps to follow I categorize by putting myself in this novel. In this book (the unknown) it became more of vision than a story being told; not just about me, but the life I chose to live. To see it as someone that did not know their own expectation to have or to set forth to hear the truth, it would have only allowed me to manage the things I wanted to do. I guess it was my most precious thoughts holding my heart dear to you; with that. It left the unknown as something heavily waited on. It made me look in at my life as being someone, or somewhat of working art. I was being looked at as the momentum and how driven I was, to accomplish a story, leaving each one of my book I decide just to give you a brief introduction on the things it took. It became more of a pessimistic idea. So many expectations of love, and death in the things you do I guess it was something I wanted you to choose. In this one particular book; in all I had to let someone in on all of my mysteries, the haunted feeling of sleeping all alone and hearing the conscious think on its own. It wasn’t something for me to fight; a feeling living on the inside not knowing your own mind; one day I said, you’re going to discover the truth in the things they use to get inside of you, fighting the divine portraying the ideas of who we are as humankind. I left the unknown to be defined; by your own thoughts and mines. Welcome to the unknown the mind of no one but someone I brought home.

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    Dying to Live - Castello Gilbert

    Copyright © 2016 by Castello Gilbert.

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

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    Rev. date: 11/30/2016

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    Contents

    Introduction

    Chapter 1   Overcoming Obstacles

    Chapter 2   Leaving Fear Behind

    Chapter 3   Believing In Self

    Chapter 4   Start Out Small, End Up Big

    Chapter 5   Income And Jobs

    Chapter 6   Putting God First

    Chapter 7   Moral Character

    Chapter 8   Teamwork

    Chapter 9   Live Like You’re Dying

    Chapter 10   Your Goals Are Reachable

    Chapter 11   Vacation

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    Pam, what can I say? It was fate that brought us together. I will never forget that day. I was invited to attend a TV show. It was hosted by Motown Maurice. That day, the key was being given to him to overtake the city. What a show! I was amazed by how it turned out and of the show he put on. Two Pams in one night—one is an attorney, the other was the mayor. A picture was taken, and I will never forget that day. She was happy, and so was I. After that night, I felt hope that if I followed my dreams, I would be able to meet all means. I wanted to get closer, so I went downtown to meet her again. But with so many responsibilities, it was harder for her to see me. I left a sign that this face was made. (She could never see me.) But she wrote a letter to me—everything that you will read is the same thing that I have felt for years. She had faith in me, and it’s written all over my face. Thanks a million.

    INTRODUCTION

    W ELL, WHAT CAN I say? I hope with this book you can gain some kind of mental happiness and give yourself the power to act and speak and think as one with no hindrance and to have independence of being self-governed. The state of being imprisoned or enslaved. This book that I have written—I hope that, all in all, it will help you, guide you, and if not, teach you about what lies ahead. Life has a lot of lessons, but which one will direct you in the pathway to success? I myself have been on that journey, and I’m willing to share it with you what it has taken for me to educate you and what it means to be able to reach the top. Each step is like a building block, a mature level of thinking, not only as you grow in adulthood but also in life. Business is structured toward self. It will be a struggle, but what you choose to face can make or break you. The environment that you’re in can have a lot to do with your gain. How you judge yourself can keep you from dying or living. The decision you make along the way can bring you to the conclusion whether this life is for you or not. Business is not for everyone, but if your state of mind is on the level where you view yourself as an entrepreneur or an employee, it can determine a lot about everything that a worker or an employer can bring.

    I myself have been on both sides of the field. That’s how you learn how and what the benefits are. This is my introduction for you—learn, grow, and work. It’s all about how you flow in this game of life. I was willing to work and seek within so I could gain everything that this world could bring. Knowledge is power, and I chose to question everything as a child. I would sit back and watch and learn from my father what it takes to run a business. It’s not just about the work but the friends you gain along the way and the name you build. It’s like a trademark that’s been left carved in the mountains, and as you get faced with all this knowledge, I hope you gain your way through college, seeking some kind of degree or maybe a business or even a trade. When you reach this world, your vision begins a preparation for something because sometimes, the world we live in can be unfair.

    Knowledge is power, and I preach by the hour. If you’re young, take your time to figure out why you’re here. This is me telling you to prepare yourself because the future is near. What you do in this life may reflect on how you live in your next life. It might be a story coming from a struggling family, or you might be the one that can bless everyone.

    Your gift is yourself—what you do with it cannot compare to anyone else. So live like you’re dying without causing an effect or harm to yourself. A person might become powerful from the things they have been going through in life, but what makes them powerful is the support they have in life. What we go after can show you what they’re after, but who could compare if it’s not a skill or a trade or an accomplishment of life that’s up here? We all have fans that will do whatever they can to support an idea. If one makes it, we all make it in a community that’s filled with neighborhood celebrates.

    I’m thankful for my talent. It’s something that can keep me going. It stretches the brain and keeps. When writing becomes a habit, you see the profit—a life where you can succeed.

    MY JOURNEY FROM JAMAICA TO AMERICA

    M Y LIFE, IN the beginning, started when Mavis Jones and Sidney Gilbert gave birth to me on July 22, 1978. Yes, this is as far back as I can remember living in Jamaica without a father. I questioned the integrity that happened to the structure that can unify the youths. As a child growing up, I can remember not knowing when my father left Jamaica. As the years passed and memories start to take place and the understanding of faith at age three while my father was living in America! He stayed in touch as much as he could. Back in Jamaica, I was living with my mom and my sister, who was a year older than me. Living with them was normal through the eyes of a three-year-old kid, as well as growing up with a small family. And the limitation of friends becomes your family. I could say this is as far back as I can remember. My best friend growing up was my beautiful sister, Nicola Gilbert. Yes, my sister has been by my side every step of the way. We came from the roughest part of Jamaica—Kingston. As a child, these were the stories that they would tell us as kids about how rough it was. But I guess that to any adult that wants to keep their kids safe is to embellish the truth. We never had a lot, but growing up, I can remember God. If there was ever a light that was always shining in the holiest of nights, the eyes that can see when memories starts to take place. I was in between this! I also remember the love of a family—my mother and my grandmother May. She lived three houses down with my uncle Steve and my other uncle Claude and my aunt Judith. Yes, I had the majority of my family here with me—within arm’s reach—with more love than a child can ask for.

    With such love, it was hard to comprehend the reason why we were living in one of the roughest and most dangerous places in the world at that time in life as a kid. I remember it was an adventure, but to take upon that roll, it was dangerous outdoors. My memories living in Jamaica are good as well bad. As you read, you will see how life unfolds. And as this story gets told, maybe it can be a gift to show you how life is structured to succeed no matter where you’re at in life, but if you’re at the age to develop a mental block on how to keep on track and a society is built for you to weaken the development of the brain and how far it is to reach a town that is fit to handle this. The journey!

    Living life in a VCR/DVD tape deck player, everything has a button that can make me hear you even if I was a compact desktop laptop, a tape recorder, or a microphone. This is a piece of me—the thing that you own. The way I got started when an eight track compared to a chip that made you see a film—a movie! This is the first time in my life I have witnessed the device. If I fast-forward time and say I can see into the future. I have witnessed life in all types of devices—not only from observing creatures but also a body that you can inhabit. I can tell you all about the future of the human body and in the beginning, when child was conceived. I ask you about the way Adam came to be. I wonder, are we the only intelligent life forms here on earth? That there’s got to be some kind of divine guidance—like the reaction from an animal warning you about your distance to keep away. I sense a resistance. How long did it take Adam and Eve to conceive compared to an animal giving birth? Did you believe we learned enough to say, I believe in the ways of nurturing a child and feeling holy, but look how the world showed me.

    Push the rewind button—memories are taking place. Am I in the womb? I can see their faces. A picture only reflects the position of a human while movies dictate our faith. Play the part where you were growing up and remember each lesson of a four-year-old kid. It was noticed that I had a problem with my speech. It took a while for me to understand and make sense of things that was going on around me in my earliest childhood years. My speech was my first sign that I was different from other kids. They were advancing while I was rehearsing, remembering even cursive, and controlling my temper at the same time. At that age in my life, I didn’t understand teachers and the way they were conducting—teaching—their lessons. And even after growing up in a struggling family from a small part of town, it became noticeable. I consider my speech my first lesson of life. A language to discover what it means to be human and learning how to read—this was the side of me that I was trying to make sense of. Something is wrong—for when I’m upset, it became a struggle to read or breathe. For me, this was my first real obstacle in life. In order for me to fit in with this person that society has set, to able to speak is a gift. My family did everything that they could to try and correct my speech—like trying old-fashioned remedies—but nothing seemed to work. Over time, it got a little bit better until it was under control. I finally learned how to suppress it, so I spoke a little less. It felt like air was on my chest.

    I can control my speech without biting my tongue or feeling dumb. School was never my cup of tea. I noticed my sister was excelling at a faster rate than me. It was very noticeable that I had to overcome what God has done. But to overcome that, I had to understand at that age why it was harder for me to pronounce a word or excel in school—like the other kids that are my age. So my speech was my first chore to tackle—to fix my

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