Talent, hard work, and luck

fearMost people like to believe talent, hard work, and luck are among the determining factors of success. For a long time I thought you only needed any two of them to be successful.

But, actually, if you want to be successful, and it doesn’t matter if all you want is to become a great dancer or actor or writer, or whether you want to pick up pretty girls in bars, you just have to be willing to make a fool out of yourself. Continue reading

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A matter of perspective

perspective“For everything you have missed, you have gained something. For everything you gain, you have lost something else. It is about your outlook towards life. You either regret or rejoice.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Life’s simply a matter of perspective. Everyone’s fighting a hard battle, every single person we meet has lost someone they’ll never get back. Each and every one of us wishes for something that, most probably, we’ll never have.

But what we think about all this is crucial. Continue reading

Imagine if you were blind…

“Imagine if you were blind, complete darkness. No colors, no views, no beauty, just pitch black. If you were blind, ask yourself how badly you would want to see.”

If you want to do something, you’ll find a way. If you want to do something, and there’s no way, you make one. You create it.

“If pushing yourself to your limits could give you sight, would you do it? If there was a cure would you let anything stand in your way? Would you listen to the haters and the critics to see again? Do you really want to succeed?”

This is what makes the difference. This and nothing else.

Most people, they kinda-sorta want it. Most people, they prefer to wish for future comfort rather than pay the price to achieve what they want.

But if you were blind?

If you really, really wanted it?

If your life depended on it?

“Would you really care if they mocked you, laughed at you, pointed at you or bad-mouthed you? Would you be concerned about your extreme goal or just embrace the extreme work? What if you had to learn hurt, trust pain, and embrace struggle, would you still be concerned with being realistic? Would you still figure your odds and calculate your chances? If you had to spend more time planning your work-outs and less time planning your weekends, would it even be a tough choice?”

It’s all a mental game. Your mind will play tricks on you. Your mind will tell you to stop.

All that you are is all that you will ever be.

Your mind will tell you that it’s impossible. Even before you attempt it.

Why bother?

You’ll fail anyway.

Better to play it safe. Better to follow the crowd.

“If the cure for blindness was humility and pain, would you go for it? If the cure for blindness was looking foolish would you risk it? If seeing again took a fight, would you start swinging? If the cure was doing things you can’t do, would you attempt them?”

We are all great. We are all heroes. We are all magnificent and brilliant and more intelligent than any other creature before us.

But if you don’t push yourself, if you don’t destroy all the fears that you have created all these years, all the people who told you that you couldn’t do it and believed them…

Do you really want it?

Life will test you. A thousand times. Life will test you if you really want it. If you are willing to sacrifice who you are for it. Comfort, sleep, food…

If you are willing to lose friends over this.

If you are willing to be misunderstood…

“Do you really want to succeed? Then choose to be blind and do whatever it takes to see. Because if you don’t, then you are just blind anyway.”


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Aim for the company of immortals

“Don’t bunt. Aim out of the ballpark. Aim for the company of immortals.”David Ogilvy

Your brain is designed to keep you safe. To help you survive. If you survived, if you ate, if you have a place to sleep, if you feel safe, then your brain will trick you into thinking that’s all you can achieve.

You’ll be able to rationalize why you don’t have the kind of life you want, or why you are not who you want to be.

But there’s a big difference between living and surviving.

The truth is that it does not matter. Any of it.

You’ll either wear out or rust out. The choice is yours. It always was.

The worst that could happen is death, and we all die, and so…

I’d say it’s best to go out fighting.

To not go gentle into that good night.

Why lead a quiet and empty life?

Why survive and call it life?

You only have this one chance to do all that you’ll ever do.

Aim for the company of immortals.

Fight for your dreams.

Fight, fight, fight.

We waste years and years, wishing, dreaming, hoping, becoming envious, bitter, remorseful. We waste years, and on our deathbeds, we end up begging for moments.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Alone/lonely

“We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of True Romance magazines — we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely — at least, not all the time — but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.” Hunter S. Thompson

I should start by saying that being alone and feeling lonely are separated by one thing: your perception of the situation. Which, of course, can be changed, but most of the times is a subconscious decision that appears to be out of your control.

My own loneliness is a contradictory issue. I have to be alone, I need to be alone, and I love being alone. I can write, I can enjoy the silence for longer periods of time than almost anyone else I ever met. I can only find myself when I am all alone in a silent room. I go out with people, act silly and whatnot for a couple of hours, all the while longing to go back home and be all by myself. I’ve been at parties and wanted nothing more than to go home, where there’s no one waiting but the hope of finding myself again.

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Life is war

 

“The one perfectly divine thing, the one glimpse of God’s paradise given on earth, is to fight a losing battle – and not lose it.”

Life is a war.

You have to fight to get what you want, you have to fight to become the person you want to be. You have to fight to put food on the table, to be fit, to accomplish goals, to take care of your body.

The hustle, as they say, never ends.

Of course, you might be inclined to use one of life’s many crutches: to have someone else take care of your needs, to dream of retirement, to dream of winning the lottery or reaching Heaven. Continue reading

Why so serious?

This is just a simple post to remind you not to take life too seriously. You’re not going to come out of it alive anyway.

People care too much. About all sorts of minor things.

Who did what, who said what.

They care too much about people who hardly ever think about them in return.

They care about who shares their beliefs and why, and who doesn’t and why not. They care about time more than they should. They care about money, more than it’s healthy. They don’t care about health until they must do something to fix it.

Why so serious?

Life doesn’t make much sense. It never did, never will.

The wisest thing you can do is accept that we know nothing.

If you are now pissed because I tried to be funny via an over-used GIF, then you’re taking yourself too seriously…

Lastly, let me give you a piece of advice: whenever you become aware that you’re taking yourself too seriously, stop, and ask yourself… so what?

Whenever you feel tired, broken, broke, sad, angry, depressed…

Whenever someone rejects you, badmouths you, or laughs at you.

So what?

If you find yourself worrying too much about a certain event in your life, think of the worst possible outcome, and then ask yourself: so what?

So what if the skies come falling down on me?

Life goes on. Or not.

We do what we can with what we have. That’s it.

So, why so serious?