Wealth, Money, and Black Consciousness
Ive been involved in debates recently over the subject of money. Some of the questions thrown at me are:
“Should Conscious brothers be hung up on getting money?”
“Why bother with getting rich, why not just focus on being happy?”
“The Bible says that ‘How hardly shall a rich man enter into the Kingdom of God’, so why do you want to be rich?”
Well, these statements have come from people who dont have what I want. They are so called conscious Gods, but unable to manifest anything in the physical world. They all understand the importance of us as Blacks here in America being in control of our own wealth, but they criticize my philosophy on getting money. Which is fine – everyone is entitled to their opinion. However:
I know what its like to move from hotel room to hotel room because your mothers credit isnt good enough to get an apartment. I watched her struggle without end to pay bills, only to suffer one financial disaster after another.
I know what its like limping to school with blisters and calluses on my feet because my shoes are too small and mom couldn’t afford to buy new ones. I know what it’s like to eat ketchup and hotdog buns without the meat for dinner after school.
Why is getting rich so important to me? Why is it worth dying for? Because without wealth, one cant truly live, and I will die before subjecting my children to the things I went through.
For those of you in the struggle: Good intentions are great, but it is money that moves movements
See, John was an average factory worker. Being average and mediocre means you are one disaster away from ruin and death. If John was conscious, his Supreme Mathematics wouldn’t save his son – money would. Of course, that wouldn’t happen if you followed my advice in the Economic Sovereignty post. But I digress.
I can remember driving around trailer parks and in low income housing and seeing expensive Escalades and BMWs…AND THEY LIVE IN TRAILER PARKS. That’s not the rich Im talking about. You wont see me jump off the city bus with $150 Jordans on my feet. Thats called “misplaced priorities”.
If success in life was measured by my shoes or the price tag on my car, then I would be in on the whole fake it til you make it thing. But success in MY life is measured by my kids having the resources they need to be successful, being able to spend my days travelling the world in comfort with my family, not in an office.
Success in my life is measured by NOT having to choose between putting gas in my car or food in my stomach. So to hell with “the best things in life are free”. Theres no joy in poverty or mediocrity.
Thats why one of the most important goals to me is this one: Build wealth and GET RICH!