There are 27,463,556 blogs being hosted on WordPress.com. Several million others are self-hosted blogs or use other platforms.
392 million blog accounts on Tumblr.
There are 48.5 million books on Amazon.com, 3.4 million of which available as Kindle ebooks.
About fifty million YouTube channels, half a billion daily active users on Instagram, and almost everyone with Internet access has a Facebook account. Oh, and there are also sixty-five million pages on the world’s most popular social media platform.
Reading such statistics makes one want to take a very, very long nap.
Do not go gentle into that good night
But the thing is, you are unique. Yes, you. I am talking to you. Continue reading
“You must give everything to make your life as beautiful as the dreams that dance in your imagination.” – Roman Payne
It seems to me that we spend most of our lives searching for beauty. We pursue happiness. We’re looking for that one person to cure us of the need for anyone else. To cure us of loneliness, self-doubt, or negative thoughts. We act as if we’re broken and someone or something is going to cure that.
But isn’t it true that we’re the ones who make life beautiful or not? Isn’t it true that only our thoughts can distinguish between happiness and suffering? That it’s all about us, about what we think and what we feel and what we see. Continue reading
Some women are nice to stare at. Nice to hold their hand, go on long, long walks with them. They taste real nice when you kiss them.
But not this woman. Oh, no.
Kisses dream of lips like hers.
Alice walks closer.
God, this woman! Even the way she sips from her glass knocks men the fuck out.
She is sex. The way you’d imagine sex to look like. Alice is pretty sure she is wearing a perfume made from the tears of all the men who had her and lost her. If you listen carefully you can almost hear the sound of hearts breaking.
Even if they tried to avoid one another, it wouldn’t work. Somehow, the Universe seems willing to collapse in on itself just to make them meet.
Which is kind of odd, considering… Continue reading
There are three elements to becoming successful in any given area.
Motivation: I also like to call it willpower. You simply want to get from point A to point B.
You want it. You are driven. You are willing to go the distance. Continue reading
“Where do they go, these dreams of mine? Do they live? Do they die? Do they fall? Do they fly?”
“Most people will spend their lives doing jobs that they don’t particularly enjoy, and will eventually save up enough money to stop doing those jobs just in time to start dying instead. Don’t be one of those people. There’s a difference between living, and just surviving. Do something that you love, and find someone to love who loves that you love what you do.
It really is that simple.
And that hard.” – John Connolly
I strenuously believe that most of us crave adventure. We want our lives to make us feel. We crave the bittersweet excitement brought on by uncertainty.
But we also want safety. And comfort. Just enough.
We are torn between “more” and “just enough.”
Alexander the Great. Even though he only lived on this Earth for a total of 33 years, some 2,300 years ago, we have yet to forget his name and legendary battles.
During his short life, nothing stopped him. Nothing. Huge armies with elephants, impregnable fortresses, vast distances over mountains and rivers and deserts, hunger, thirst, the sea itself, the uttermost extremes of physical hardship and war. His body was littered with scars; everywhere that is, except his back. That’s because the world’s greatest commander never retreated, and he never lost a battle.
Most of his portraits, sculptures, and coins reflect a kind of upward gaze as if he were staring into the very heavens, yearning for something unreachable.
He dedicated his life to the struggle against insurmountable odds. And he became great because he surmounted them all.
I believe that most of us have a certain vision of ourselves that we hope will one day become reality. The big dream…
And even those who are uncertain still would like to be like someone else, or they have a certain passion they haven’t pursued.
The idea is that you must build upon that vision. The dream… make it big and bold. So much so, that you feel awkward telling people about it.
I wrote for eight years without anyone giving a damn about my writing because I had this vision of myself standing on a stage, receiving an award for my writing. Huge stage, lots of people… Continue reading