This is not what I hope for. This is what I plan for:
I will be the greatest living composer of my generation, and that will be merely the start.
The greater story of my life will be told when I am gone and my music lives on, immortalising me in the echelons of history.
We live in a world of crisis, where classical music is diminishing and falling into obscurity.
I will be the one to return it to the greater people of the world.
I will be the tune on every tongue.
Those who sought to cut me down, all fallen like dominoes, for limits exist only in the self.
I labour under no delusions; it will not be easy.
But I want it more than any man living, and I fucking work for it.
The talent is God-given, and my potential therefore limitless and my success subject to my hard work.
I will receive standing ovations in the great concert halls of the world.
I will be a concert composer, but I will also write film scores.
An Oscar will be sitting on my work desk.
I will never retire.
I will die with notes soaring from my fingers.
I am yet to hear a contemporary of mine (older generations excluded) exceed my abilities in composition.
What I lack in technique, I more than make up for in creativity.
I will have trained at the greatest musical institutions in the world... The Royal College of Music, Juilliard, St Petersburg Conservatory...
I will change lives with my art, and revolutionise culture and the way in which people understand their existence.
Mozart, Beethoven, Marshall.
EDIT: You wish to criticise my ego?
Then fuck you. You won't stop me.
Greater men have tried.
It's my ego that will get me beyond mere mediocrity.
I am the tall poppy you cannot cut.
How else does one rise beyond the naysayers, and all those who tell you "You can't"?
Your thoughts become you.
To reach success, one thinks success.