Until that morning, I’d had success, but I was small and twisted inside. Even though I had wealth and fame and knowledge of self, I wasn’t free from ego. I was secluded, antisocial, aggressive, conceited, and mean. On 9/7/97, I became humble. And ever since then, the person people meet named RZA is all right. Ever since that day, I’ve been able to talk to people about my life, to tell them I’m not a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Christian, a gangsta, a thug, or a prophet. I’m not any one of these things, although in a way I’m all of them. On that day I became me: a humble warrior, a student again. I
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