Category: Brandon Avery

  • If You Owned a TV Network, How Would You Run It?

    If You Owned a TV Network, How Would You Run It?

    If you owned a TV network, how would you run it? No, seriously, pause and think about that for a second. Because whether you realize it or not, your social media is your TV network. You’re the producer, the host, the advertiser, and sometimes the unpaid intern trying to figure out what to post next.

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  • You Don’t Find Yourself, You Build Yourself

    You Don’t Find Yourself, You Build Yourself

    You’re not lost… you’re just building. I used to think I had to “find” myself somewhere out there, but I’ve learned that who we are isn’t discovered, it’s created. Every experience, choice, and challenge becomes part of the blueprint. This piece is a reminder that growth doesn’t come from searching, it comes from building.

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  • I Schedule My Posts… and Here’s Why

    I Schedule My Posts… and Here’s Why

    If you’re not scheduling your posts, then what are you really doing?
I don’t treat social media like a random scroll fest. I treat it like a system. Scheduling my content keeps me consistent without burning out, frees up my time to actually live, and makes it look like I’m everywhere without me being glued to…

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  • Today and everyday remember you have free will

    Today and everyday remember you have free will

    Some days it feels like life is already written for us…jobs, responsibilities, routines, expectations. But the truth is, you have free will. Not just in the big, dramatic moments, but in the smallest daily choices: to create instead of scroll, to speak up instead of stay quiet, to keep moving instead of letting one bad…

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  • I’m Not Training My Replacement

    I’m Not Training My Replacement

    I’m setting the bar high enough for them to set their own. Somewhere along the way, people confuse admiration with manipulation, kindness with weakness, and success with villainy. But I’ve learned, I don’t owe long explanations anymore. Either you get it, or you don’t.

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  • If I Was a Rapper in October 2025

    If I Was a Rapper in October 2025

    If I were a rapper starting out in October 2025, the first thing I’d do is treat my dream like a business, not a hobby. I’d take the same money I casually spend on leisure, maybe $500 a month, and redirect it toward studio time, content creation, promotion, and networking.

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  • I Know I Belong in This Room

    I Know I Belong in This Room

    I used to think I didn’t deserve the rooms I found myself in. Every opportunity, every gift, every space…I questioned if it was really mine. Maybe it was imposter syndrome, maybe it was fear, maybe it was me holding onto guilt for things I couldn’t control. But today, I know better. I belong in this…

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  • Social media is dead (and we’re still scrolling)

    Social media is dead (and we’re still scrolling)

    Social media isn’t dying… it’s already dead. TikTok, Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, all of them. They’ve run their course, and yet most people won’t believe it until a celebrity says it out loud or gets chewed up by the algorithm. Meanwhile, we keep scrolling, hypnotized by artificial dopamine hits, trading our presence for performance. The truth…

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  • There’s No Need for the Internal War

    There’s No Need for the Internal War

    The longer we let the internal war rage on, the more stagnant we become. We paralyze ourselves with doubts, “what ifs,” and “maybe laters,” and in doing so, we rob the future version of us of the life they deserve.

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  • Why I Chose Denim on Denim for My Fall Cover of Fig Magazine

    Why I Chose Denim on Denim for My Fall Cover of Fig Magazine

    I didn’t wear denim on denim for the Fig Magazine cover just for style, I wore it for legacy. Indigo dyed denim was once a marker of slavery, but today, it’s a symbol of resilience. Seeing my brown skin front and center, printed twenty thousand times, is proof we belong in spaces we were once…

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