When Eye refused the jab—resisting a billion-dollar global propaganda machine - Celestino Cornielle

When Eye refused the jab—resisting a billion-dollar global propaganda machine—Hollyweird shut its doors on ME. Overnight, Eye became unemployable. Eye watched peers thrive while My name was erased from call sheets.

So Eye did what warriors do—Eye disappeared.

Between cross-country adventures in My camper van and nights in My off-grid mountain retreat, Eye sharpened My mind, body, and soul. But by December 2023, after years in Hollywood exile, My manager dropped ME. And suddenly, the weight of it all hit different.

Eye had held the line. But Eye was weary.

Eye needed a sign… a shift.

That shift came in the form of Will Packer’s FIGHT NIGHT. When Eye first stepped on set, it didn’t feel like just another job—it was a resurrection. And it was Will “Power” Packer himself who welcomed ME, looked ME in the eyes, and reaffirmed what My soul already knew—My break had come, and it had come in POWER.

Then he gave ME a gift—a poem by Edgar Albert Guest that carried him through his darkest storms.

"DON’T QUIT."

Now, Eye have a New Manager and a world of possibility at My feet.

So if you're in the trenches right now… if the world feels against you… if the weight is too heavy—

take this as your sign and DO. NOT. QUIT.

Read that again!

DO NOT QUIT by Edgar Albert Guest

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, when the road you're trudging seems all uphill, when the funds are low and the debts are high, and you want to smile but you have to sigh, when care is pressing you down a bit - rest if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns.

As everyone of us sometimes learns.

And many a fellow turns about when he might have won had he stuck it out.

Don't give up though the pace seems slow - you may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and faltering man;

Often the struggler has given up when he might have captured the victor's cup;

and he learned too late when the night came down, how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out - the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

and when you never can tell how close you are, it may be near when it seems afar;

so stick to the fight when you're hardest hit - it's when things seem worst, you must not quit.