Jakulaith Sir'Musawi Wolff
Battered but not broken🌙
LOVE over HATE.
My brand in a nutshell is, as my fashion business states, all about pushing through the SANDSTORM as I've always been relentlessly. Let's influence people to be strong and loving of themselves and others to lead a prosperous life🍀
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My Life Goal is to live loved and die missed, by leaving an inspirational, meaningful legacy behind me.
I am a survivor, self-established from nothing besides all kinds of traumas. I ran away from a toxic childhood, household, and life without friends, family, or money to chase after freedom and find happiness by travelling to a whole new world...
Je ne sais quoi of an abstract nature, I am a traveler and a dreamer like you, and I'm self-made and self-named, my pride my unusual, explosive sense of optimism, like a once-in-a-life-time trailblazer all about staying funk-and-fun throughout misery and turmoil by turning pain and misery into colours and beauty to drive my Starlight starship of a fulfilled sense of self towards the stars... sparkling like celebratory champagne, rizzing the world with precious, lucky charms that heals hatred and spreads magic - people always tell me.
Jakulaith Sir'Musawi Wolff was my self-made name because, leaving a most toxic religion that destroyed my sense of self and brought me nothing but pain and anger ever since childhood, I am now the god who created my own identity to get rid of the skin of what was never who I am to begin with, being given a name that was not for me to start with (my books shall explain to you my story in depth), and I changed my own fate by writing a whole new story for me; search Al-Musawi family to understand where I'm coming from but also why I feel like it’s my purpose to help others, that going through so much pain to inspire and heal others may be a great privilege and a humbling responsibility my greatest ancestors had passed upon me after all.
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ABOUT ME:
Shooting stars!
⭐️SURVIVOR👑
Entrepreneur🦋
Singer/Artist💎
Fashion designer✨
Author/Poet📚
Model💋
Dancer🌟
Youtuber🚀
✨Founder of fashion brand SANDSTORM: www.sandstormfashion.com⭐️
MY MISSION:
★DREAMERS TO SUPERSTARS, MAGICAL JOY & HEALING SUCCESS★
Get inspired and watch a broken person who came from nothing besides traumas succeeds into making his dreams true😙 🫰🏻⭐️Help me succeed into dreams and show your support for my healing journey 🫶🏻🍀 and my story to be discovered 🚀sharing some appreciation and love by joining my Patreon, getting your copy of my inspirational books, various artworks, creative accessories, fun decor, and sign-up to my newsletter for your DREAMER and TRAVELLER BADGES with FREE stars to collect for REWARDS🌟!! :3 🦋💕
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Fashion business: @sandstorm.fashion🦋
⭐️Personal: @yokoshima.diary 🌙
🎨Art: @yokoshima.galerie🚀
💭Doodles ‘Mr. Funky Random’: @mister.funky.random 😋
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MY STORY:
邪 YOKOSHIMA
Known to my followers as my alter-ego, 邪 YOKOSHIMA is this obscure superpower within me that always comes to save me whenever I find myself at my lowest and need help the most ever since it came to change my life by changing my spirit during high school when my nickname used to be Zombie as I was bullied for looking and walking like a walking dead sans feelings, becoming my new nickname next as I suddenly found charisma by finding my lost self and purpose when I started listening to Japanese Rock (J-Rock) music that inspired me to be ambitious, so I used to learn Japanese because I wanted to be a J-Rock singer and a classmate came up with this random Japanese word YOKOSHIMA without knowing it actually meant 'devious or evil', which was what everybody around me accused me of being because I started Youtubing and that was wrong and evil to them that the word spread around and it was such a horrible life— I found the nickname quite ironic how I was 'sinning' by simply singing, dreaming innocently into becoming a Superstar like the child me wanted but he was living in a music-less life, or an idol really because I had the lucky charms in me to spread sparkles… a dream stripped away from me for unfair, ridiculous, religious reasons I'll disclose in my book, so I decided to keep the nickname because the universe gave it to me.
Part of my French-sounding, self-given name, Jakulaith, means Lion in Arabic as it symbolizes the Lion’s Shumukh pride, for living with my head high as my dignity is my crown of gemstones, because it was now above the surface ever since escaping that grave (country) in which all these bigots I’ve left behind will be forever drowning, while I was brave enough to change my fate and try to live a meaningful life by breaking the chains of bigotry and all impossibilities, setting off into an exciting unknown journey on my own to explore newfound feelings and discover new ideas or facts I was never told or taught existed because I’ve been brainwashed… so brainwashed that I didn’t know the simple fact of exploring the open world and myself in it is how ‘living’ works; had I not been able to leave that grave I couldn’t call home because I was never welcomed, then I would have never lived to begin with because to me, the first day I was born, when ‘I’ started existing and actually living, feels like the day I made it out before being completely buried, when I was welcomed by the Australian breeze out of the airport like a warm hug and something clicked in me— Little did I know that this was because I was going to find Home here in the end, and even throughout homelessness after graduation as the park I slept in was my only ‘Home’ in the literal sense as I was on a bridging visa hanging in limbo between whether I’ll have to go back to the grave and committing thought-crime or start a new life and think freely outload.
My upcoming survival handbook, ‘Shumukh’ (in Arabic meaning deserving of the highest with an elegant and humble sense of pride), will be sharing with you lessons on how to be brave for you and others, stay vigilant and graceful, noble, kind and serving no matter what you go through, on healing with profound thinking, wisdom and obvious wits, and about embracing one’s dreams no matter how late it may seem to chase after their glowing butterflies so long you can still see them in the distance or even feel them in you, and learn how to be refined with self-worth that is Shumukh, accepting and enjoying one’s own identity as is instead of wasting your energy on brooding over it, to thrive into a better future without dramas… a sacred book whose mission being making no excuses why one shouldn’t cleanse the heart from hate by renewing trust and keep having faith in thyself and people, the universe, no matter how much they humiliate them, for not all fingers are the same, even if the more you’re hurt, the harder it is to believe— I know, but only love wins and lovers are the real winners.
Healing starts by believing in the course of Nature, this innate, unconditional love, for me, for yourself and others… the whole universe, as Mother Nature knows how to look after her lost children the best, keeps them good company when they need it the most in different ways and tries to make them feel safe when they have no friend or kin to catch their fall in its own way, crying some soothing tunes of gentle rain to show how the universe is listening because it cares if nobody does, in a form as simply adorable as a pigeon blob coming to sit next to you because you’re bathing in the sun on your own, otherwise in a performance as absurd as a bunch of obnoxious seagulls pecking on each other for no reason other than just to see you smile for once, or more crazy? Sending me lost tobacco packets when I was homeless and a smoker and cigarettes were my only source of consolation.
My massage or mission is self-worth and self-love at their finest. Years of daydreaming in secrecy as a coping mechanism to ignore all the ever-coming traumas ever since as young as I can remember had eventually, naturally, turned me into a comforting-worlds experimentalist due to prolonged loneliness and depression, that is why I am now all about healing oneself with free imagination, holding into dignity with pride and self-composure, trying to have fun while trying to stay alive in the light in a dead dark existence, coming back to life over and over again by standing up again and again, embracing dreams, erasing pain with vitality, shining and going stronger, staying sincere to oneself, patient and resilient, being content and grateful to have what someone else doesn’t, enjoying life as is… and all about renewal, having faith in people, and believing in love, because that's the only way, baby!
My Life Goal is to live loved and die missed, by leaving an inspirational, meaningful legacy behind me.