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What are your secret desires, that you wouldn’t dare let out the safety of your head?

What do you actually care about, but it’s not cool, or won’t make you money, can’t be commoditised?

What do you not give a s**t about, but pretend to, to keep up appearances? To pander to an outdated identity.

What do you actually want to do with your life, not what you think you should do for your family, your parents, your community, but what do you really want to do?

Who do you want to be? What’s that secret dream that you locked away in a box after you were told in kindergarten to stop being unrealistic.

What do you wish you could do day in, day out? Where you wake up and go fu*ck yes, this is actually my life.

What would you burn to the ground? The stuff that bores the crap out of you. That fills you with dread. That makes you resent it with every inch of your soul.

What would you start nurturing?

What would you start creating?

THIS is the stuff I am here for. I want your wildest, most outlandish ideas. I want the fullest, most outrageous, honest you. I want to know what you feel shame about, what you hide from the world. I want the real you, not who the world told you should be.

I want the you who simply is.

This is the stuff that the world needs. This is where the frickin’ gold is. The magic…

Are you ready to go all in with me?