Why failing is (kind of) a good thing

failingThey say you can’t beat a man who doesn’t give up.

The first piece of writing I ever wrote was rubbish. And I kept on adding more rubbish. Then I wrote something else. And then someone said I was a retard. And I wanted to prove them wrong.

I’ve failed time and time again. In all aspects of life.

The first novel I self-published sold 4 copies in 4 months. It got a single 2 star review on Goodreads, and then I unpublished the damn thing.

And yet I didn’t give up.

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IT BEGINS: The big adventure on Borneo has started!

Originally posted on The Biotrotter:

A couple of months ago, I was bored. I was waiting to go to Indonesia for three months. Now I am on Borneo, and to be honest – it is rather awesome!

For the next 130 days (until end of august) I will do research in the central Kalimantan on the Bornean orangutan. Together with a small research team, I work here to help finding out more about the species. Every two minutes, 12-14 hours per day, I will note what they are doing. I will note if they are eating, pooping, swinging in lianas or making love.  They will literally be a part of my life during this time and I will be a part of theirs.

A spider trying to catch prey in a flower

A spider trying to catch prey in a flower

How would you prepare yourself for an expedition to the peat swamp forest? I promise, it easily happens that to forget to buy…

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Haters gonna hate

hatersThere are two things limiting artistic expression: fear of rejection and fear of anonymity. Simply put, oftentimes aspiring artists are afraid that no one will see their works or that the ones that do see their works will hate them.

Sadly, there’s no way out of this. No matter how much you work, how hard you try, you’ll never please everyone. It just can’t be done, simply because art is subjective. Continue reading

When okay is not enough…

okay“If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s this: We all want everything to be okay. We don’t even wish so much for fantastic or marvelous or outstanding. We will happily settle for okay, because most of the time, okay is enough.”David Levithan

Let me tell you something about myself: I’ve never really settled for okay. Yes, okay is good. For a while. But there’s always something to ruin it… there’s always something waiting to ruin our lives… Continue reading

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The past is just a story…

Our ability to hope is our greatest strength and our greatest weakness. Because we feel that only hope can kill fear, but it’s all an illusion. Fear can’t be killed. It’s always there. Then there’s this thing about hope: we gain it and we lose it and on and on, and there’s rarely a more painful thing to do. Sometimes hope is stronger than fear , sometimes it’s not, so I’ve learned that it simply comes down to being afraid and doing it anyways. Continue reading

No more time

timeHere we are, holding hands, staring down at the dark, endless abyss. Here we are, standing at the edge of forever. Time does not exist here.

It’s just now. No future, no past. Just now. A singular moment, an infinite stretch of emotions and words left unsaid.

“I could conquer the world with one hand,” I tell her. “If only you’d hold the other.” Continue reading