Work Like a Slave, Live Like a King

My father used to have this laidback approach to life. Being the owner of a pretty successful restaurant, he’d go drive to work in the morning, drink his coffee, eat his breakfast, then he’d watch TV in his office for a few hours, then head back home in the afternoon, take a nap, then head back to the restaurant at around 7 PM, eat dinner, watch TV for a few more hours in his office, then drive back home, drink some wine, and then sit on the couch watching TV for a few more hours.

Those were the habits I observed during the years.

My father also didn’t like to have much. No plans for the future, no great ambitions. He wasn’t passionate enough about his business to learn and evolve. He also notoriously didn’t like to invest in his restaurant, which meant that the damn thing was close to falling apart when he went bankrupt.

Looking back, everyone could see what had happened, and why. But he didn’t. He never did. He put the blame on all sorts of external factors (real or even imaginary), and he thought it all to be unfair. Those who made it big were all thieves, liars, or lucky. And he wasn’t any of those things.

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Why You Should Wake Up in The Morning

Because who wakes up in the morning, gets a lot more done before everyone else wakes up.

Because the quality of your morning determines how the rest of your day unfolds.

Because early in the morning (even before the sun rises) it’s a lot more quiet and it’s a lot easier to get stuff done. Continue reading

When I Am Gone

“It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure to the world.”John Steinbeck, East of Eden

I’m some eleven months through my 29th year on this Earth.

I feel fine. I workout every day. I drink plenty of water. I try to get my eight hours of sleep. I try to eat healthy. I take some supplements, multivitamins and stuff. But I am feeling a bit older than I did when I first started this blog. I feel tired after less hours of writing than I used to.

It’s not being dead, but getting closer to death that scares us, right?

I am also a bit heartbroken, as artists are supposed to be from time to time. Continue reading

Life’s Not Easy

Enough said.

What are you going to do about it?

Succeed

Here’s the thing about being human: you are given a lot of crutches in life, but they are double edged swords. They make you feel better for a while, but you’ve got to give up your power…
Put the blame on someone else or something else…

Fate, some god, the economy, other people, society, or your parents…

Yeah…they make you feel better…

It is easy to call talented those who worked harder than you in order to be better than you…

It is easy to sit on your couch and wait for your soulmate to find you… Because that’s what all the fairytales told you it’s going to happen.

It’s easy to put the blame somewhere else, and forever give up on the responsibility to change yourself for the better…

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Masks

masks

Nathaniel Hawthorne once wrote, “No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.”

We all act differently around certain people, because we want to impress them, or maybe because we simply don’t want to dissapoint them. And sometimes, indeed, we can’t figure out who we really are.

I once wrote that our freedom is limited only by what we believe to be the perception others have about us. If we’re afraid the world won’t like us for who we really are, then we try our best to “behave.” Continue reading

I’m An Acquired Taste. Don’t Like Me? Acquire Some Taste.

Self love is tricky. It sounds simple. It sounds like an easy thing to do. It sounds as if there are a bunch of cliches that get shared around on social media.

It sounds as if it’s about working out, eating right, drinking water, and getting plenty of sleep.

In fact, self love is pretty much like this:

“To be nobody but
yourself in a world
which is doing its best day and night to make you like
everybody else means to fight the hardest battle
which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.”

e.e. cummings

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