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Deprogramming

It would be easier to write this guide as a work of fiction because fiction allows
one to embellish things that were previously considered too private or too
embarrassing to share publicly. But what you will read in this guide is as
applicable and real as I am.

In America, I worked various jobs. And while working towards my doctorate in
Natural Medicine in the early 90’s, I ran a barbershop and bookstore. And though
people were accustomed to hanging out to gossip, I offered a setting that
encouraged reading. Undoubtedly, the idea didn’t go over well because people
don’t read as much as we would like to think they do.
After getting my degrees and opening my first holistic health clinic in Atlanta
(Georgia), I struggled with business. Yet, I was determined to put to use what I
had learned. The school failed to teach me anything about doing business or even
a standard of care for natural medicine. So, it is fair to say that universities are
marketing education as a tool to success. Therefore, they do not teach success. It
is possibly beyond such institutions to teach the concept of “hustling”. For this
reason, individuals whom do not drop out of school or find direction before
graduating will become employees or compulsive consumers.

In 1997, the internet was not as it is today. Word-of-mouth, fliers and business
cards were the main sources of advertising. And though I had been educated in
alternative medicine, I didn’t know how to attract the numbers. My initial
experiences, coupled with life in America, cheapened my sincerity and hardened
my heart. I will not make excuses for my choices because I did what was
comfortable for me. However, I was not alone. I had a family. At that point, I was
willing to do almost anything for money. What I did do was learn the difference
between what is lawful and legal. By no means, are they the same. And to further
clarify, only one of the two requires courage.

As I entertained and acted on what was lawful, I made moves. Only the concept
of legal could paralyze an individual. No school can take credit for what I did
because they didn’t teach me how to apply anything that they’d taught me or
awakened within me. Besides, it was easier to learn from movies and street
corners than it was to put an over-priced education into action. There was
nothing appealing about paying taxes and juggling bills. Gradually, I was fatigued
by what so many saw as normal. The chaos of America was obviously unknown
to those whom sacrificed their lives and savings to chance living in the land of
opportunity that would gradually rock their dreams to sleep.

After several signs, I understood that I had to move on with my life. And moving
on meant denying myself the opportunity to nap or sleep in my enemy’s dream.
With so many people opting to sneak into the U.S. or over-stay their visa, it didn’t
make sense that I would want to live anywhere else. But again, the signs were
clear.