I've been meaning to add My thoughts and share with Brojos for some time. One thing I came across was My application towards Discipline, particularly to a new lifestyle I adapted on February 18th of this Year, when I recieved the most shocking health scare of My life on top of My already pr-existing Medical conditions like fatty liver and Sleep apnea and Mental health decline from unemployment, rejection at every job application, forced to leave workplaces deemed illegal, treated like a low class citizen, disrepect from heartless administrations. Betrayal by friends more concerned about their social status, even Family trying to shove their old world values from 1956, so much so, I went from denying Myself a shred of Carbohydrates from Breads, Pasta, Rice even some vegetables, eating only Meat, eggs, fish, leafy greens, walking and training after every single meal. I spent a quarter of my last Of My superannuation on Supplements that would enhance the results with wholefoods, each one to heal 10 major organs including the Pancreas and also My Mitchondria, the engine of every cell. After 6 weeks of discipline it became devotion, i was on a warpath, believe Me, so deep into it during 5 days fasting over easter holidays, testing My Mettle with not a lick of chocolate or any food for that matter, yet it didn't phase Me like it would have 8 years before in a row! 6 weeks in I managed to go in prolong fasts from 12 hours to 5 days and feel no shred of hunger, even wanting to break the 5 day mark, I plan on to as Ketosis helps Me run on My own fat stores, ignoring all the naysayers who'd rather hook me on a drug that will make my problem worse then depend on the next stage of it. What happened mant weeks in as I began to show up socially, people began to notice in worry "How the fuck did you lose over 25kg in 3 months? Its safe to lose 1 kg a week!" Hahaha that last sentence alone put Me off from this life changing regime for 9 straight bloody years, because I was so hard on Myself to want the results yesterday.

Its update time fellas! My initial take at creating a comedy set did not go as I had planned. Actually it was very unplanned looking back at it. But what I thought was an initial failure turned out to be a valuable lesson. I have since learned what writing jokes and comedy actually consists of. I was so clueless at first. I am pleased to announce that I finally learned how to write a joke! But don't assume I'm funny. One thing at a time here. I am also pleased to announce that I am developing a daily comedy writing discipline. I'm on day 2. I plan on implementing this visual called don't break the chain. Ok I lied. 🤥 I did implement it already and then fell off. But now I think I'm ready to re-implement it after 2 days. Last but not least, if any of you don't mind getting out of your nice guy mode long enough maybe you can tell me how bad some of these jokes are? Hey, don't get too happy with that one. I'm only kidding. I would appreciate any honest feedback though. I will post some of my earliest writings. Thanks always guys and gals! PEACE! ✌🏾 Love and Light to you all! 💛✨ P.S. Here is the visual below 👇🏾

Congrats to @Tyler Scott for winning a free 1:1 coaching session (worth $650) for being the most active member in Brojo over the last 7 days. Thanks to all of you who contributed to this group and gave us something interesting and helpful to read. Let's keep it up! Cheers Dan

Last night I was sitting crossed legged on my yoga block while the fire was roaring in the fireplace. My wife was sitting next to me reading on her phone. I look at her and say "I'm about to tell you how I'm feeling sexually. But before I do, I want you to know, this is my sexual energy and I'm responsible for how I feel. You don't have to do anything about. You also don't have to have sex with me just because I'm about to let you into my sexual world." She smiled and said "Okay." I told her some of the sexual fantasies and thoughts that was coursing through my body at the moment. I finished by saying "... and that's all. Just wanted you to know." She smiled and said "Thank you." I could tell it drew us closer together energetically. We did not have sex last night or even up until now. But that was me putting into action owning my own sexual energy and expressing my desire without needing sex or needing her to have sex with me. I learned this recently from a coaching session: ============================ "The paradox is this: pursuing her for sex kills desire, while expressing desire without needing sex creates it." ============================ There is more but thats the jist of what I learned. My job at this point is simple but harder in practice. Express my desire more often, without needing sex or needing her to have sex with me, in order to create more positive sexual tension and buildup in between when we do have sex. If I can consistently do this to the point it becomes automatic like talking about my day at work, it will lead to more self confidence. Probably a bunch of other good stuff too, 😏 but it's about controlling my input and then living with whatever the outcomes are. My challenge to myself and goal this past week, has been to do it once a day everyday IN PERSON, FACE TO FACE. I ended up expressing myself 4 out of 7 days. I'll take it, build from here, and let y'all know how it goes.

I walked into the gym today with the intention on saying something about a room they closed off. I see the manager at the front counter, I check in, and walk past him. I say to myself "I gotta say something about this today." My armpits start sweating with a mixture of fear, anxiety, and nervousness. "Fuck it" I say to myself. I confront the manager about my displeasure with the room closed off. I take a neutral tone. I just give him my opinion, didn't sugar coat, and especially didn't try to make it land softer. (No room given to the people pleaser part of me). The manager was cool about it. He said he will try to help. The "monster in my head" never came out to eat me. I walked off, told my wife I talked to the manager, she thanked me, and then told her I loved her. I walked upstairs and started my gym session. I smiled like a kid on Christmas, told myself I was proud of me, and finished working my gym session. I realized more honest confrontations build my true self up while earning myself more courage too.