John Wayne. You’re the head honcho, aren’t You?

You get to be the boss of your own life. The captain, the CEO, the head honcho.

 

Stop with all this wishy washy stuff and acting like your life is not your own.

 

If you’ve given your power away, it is high time you go back and get it. Quit with all this “I can’t”, “It’s too hard” garbage. Who’s gonna do it if you don’t? I’ll tell you who, no one. NO ONE.

 

Truth be told, that’s how it’s supposed to be too. What? You think you came here to play it small, not have skin in the game?

 

I guarantee you didn’t.

 

Stop feeling sorry for yourself, it doesn’t do any good anyways. Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about either, you and I both know that you do.

 

Yes, I’m calling you out. Get out of your self induced haze and live your damn life the best way you can. Stop sniveling and throw the Kleenex away.

 

Lift your chin, square your shoulders and get on with it before the gettin’ on is gone.

 

You heard me, Get! That’s right. Get to livin’ or get to dyin’. Quit straddling the fence I say.

 

Get your feet in the stirrups and your butt in the saddle because Tonto is ready to ride!

 

 

 

Channeled message from John Wayne. Born Marion Robert Morrison (a 13lb. baby) on May 26, 1907 in Winterset, Iowa and died June 11, 1979 at age 72 (Stomach Cancer) in Los Angeles, CA. John was a 6 foot 4.5 inch tall American actor, producer and director; a career that came from a twist of fate. John, a football player with a full ride scholarship at USC broke his collarbone in a bodysurfing accident. With no money and a lost scholarship, John was forced to leave the university. His football coach called in a favor and John was hired on as a prop boy and movie extra. He had quite the humble beginning starting from the ground up, altogether, John starred in 142 motion pictures. A hint to John’s personality is in an engraved plague he owned… ‘Each of us is a mixture of some good and some not so good qualities. In considering one’s fellow man, it’s important to remember the good things. We should refrain from making judgements just because a fella happens to be a dirty, rotten S.O.B.

 

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