I hate self help books. I hate the phrase "self-help." So many people seek the "one thing" that will offer them the secret to their dreams, goals, and desires when in reality it's
WORK HARDER.
We live in a world of luxury and distraction, but there are those who desire to rise above the fallen Empire in a frantic fight to create a life worth living as their end of days beckons ever closer.
These individuals are often silent. They crawl through creeping bogs and scurry through cities alight with fire. You can find them in the dusty shadows of dive bars and juke box joints, their heavy brows falling on the filth in front of them. They ride iron horses on the plains of the free and scream boasts of war atop ancient summits.
They are the lonely, the brave, the very few who dare to live outside the societal norm. Whether you count yourself among them, or perhaps you’ve just started the long journey, let the words within this book guide you in winning your war.