Once upon a time, there was a little monkey called Zoey. She was born at the zoo where her mother, father and brothers lived. They were a normal family, doing stuff together inside their cage, eating their bananas and getting their tongue out at the visitors. The father knew a few tricks. He learned from an old chimp that if he can the visitors smile he will get special treats like biscuits and candies.
At first, it was fun. He enjoyed it and he got to ate a lot of sweets. But with time he grew tired of it and become bored and dull. It seemed meaningless anyway. He still did it mechanically, from time to time. The visitors were somehow pleased but the treats became less and less frequent.
One day he decided that it’s time to give Zoey an education. He was sure that she’s going to follow the family tradition and became a caged monkey. After the family dinner he asked her:
This piece is hard for me to write. I don’t know why. Oh, wait, I know why. Cause it’s so personal. Love. Romantic Love. Love? Love it’s a virtue. Love is so desperately wanted, hunted and needed. Our very condition is to either crave for Love or experience it. There’s only one issue, though.
Love is not branded. And because of that, there are a lot of fake substitutes on the market. There’s a lot of crap that gets sold for huge amounts of money, energy, attention and time. The trouble with love is that when you need it badly, you have to pay a huge price for it. Not only this, but you’ll only get rare glimpses of true love. By all accounts, you’ll pay a huge price for a diluted substitute. A substitute that will cause you more pain than joy.
If you think you’re broken you’re never going to “fix” yourself.
How much money do we really need to be at peace with ourselves?
With hard work and dedication, you can achieve anything in life! I bet you heard some variation of this motto during your life. Maybe it came from your father, your mother, your school teacher or a famous business vlogger. #grinding #hustling #suffering and so on. No pain, no gain. Is it?
Here’s a fact. You can see a lot of successful people who had major breakthroughs while young and with limited experience. Here’s an example: Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley released her first book in 1818 She was 20. That book is called Frankenstein and it went on to be one of the most famous and well-written novels of all time. Disclaimer: I haven’t read the book or watched any movie on the theme.
Another example: I know people who are entrepreneurs for 20 or 30 years and they can barely make it. They work super hard, they are educated, up to date and focused. On another note, I have a friend who became an entrepreneur two years ago. Now he travels around the world, has a kick ass business and makes around $15.000 per month in profits. He works around 1 day per week, sometimes even less. He worked intensely in the first 6 – 9 months and that was enough for his business to take off.
Fear of death. Almost everybody has it. A lot of psychologists, gurus and snake oil salesmen pretend that’s The Fear behind all fears. I don’t know about that. But I do know that ignoring death it’s not going to make it go away. We’re all have to face it at some point. And the weirdest thing is that we don’t have any control over it. We don’t know when or how it’s going to happen. Yet we know that it’s going to happen eventually.
We currently live in a global culture that denies death and fights to kill it. Or at least hide it for as long as possible. Magical potions, apps, rejuvenating shit, oil snake, “age is just a number” stupidity and so on. Be like Hulk in your 80s. Live forever. Stay young. Have fun.
Have you meet one of these mythical creatures?
So, did that car made you happy?
I didn’t believe in destiny. I was young and reckless. I did everything on my terms. Sometimes things went well. A lot of times things went terribly wrong and I had to clean up a lot of mess. What I hated the most about destiny or God was the idea that I can’t control my life. I can’t do everything that I want, I feel, I dread. Something in me was fighting hard against that. I wanted to be the general, not a just a soldier. I wanted to lead, not to follow!
Then I discovered some “self-help” books. You can do anything you want, Lead your life, Control your destiny, Sell anything to anybody, Live on your terms, Do anything you want. I liked those concepts. They were luring my passion for control. I tried a lot of that stuff. Most of the time it didn’t work. Sometimes it worked but things turned to dust pretty quickly. Or it went bad, dragging other parts of my life with it, bringing chaos and despair. It was the same cycle over and over again.