Once upon a time there was a woman in love with human mind and its unlimited potential.
She saw it in technology, but it could be almost any industry, really. She wanted to be a part of it for as long as she remembered.
She was raised by an educated mom, in a country with people self-inflicted with irrational fears drawn from communist times. Her mom was anyway the only one from 5 siblings to go to the university and continue career in education.
The girl never had a father since he left her when she was only 3 months old.
He gave her mother an ultimatum – giving the baby to the orphanage house or seeing him leaving. (that was the last time they saw him).
She spent her childhood leafing through books about space, time and cats. Her mom never made her miss anything. Despite her mother herself keeping away from risk, she always told her daughter that she can do and be anyone she wanted.
In XVII century Hobbes popularised a thesis stating that the man is driven only by selfish stimuli and seeks to satisfy his needs and motives, evoking Latin proverb Homo homini lupus est (A man is a wolf to another man).
I believe, however, that mentioned above proverb shows a distorted image of the nature of the wolf itself, which can’t be referred as something negative and narcissistic towards a fellow specimen.
What if you did X, instead of Y? Would you get burned or be better of?
Making choices shapes us. Our present state of happiness is the sum of the choices we’ve made till now. Had I not gone to the UK for summer before my first year of Poznan University of Economics, I might have never fallen in love with the idea of studying here. Had I not started studying here, I might have not shaped my character so much free of limits and full of not-give-a-fuck’s. Had I not started building my business few years ago and failing (and raising) so many times, I might have never been that strong and certain about what I want to do in my life, for people around me.
Another few hours spent on polishing slides for my company’s website – Amuse.
2 hours spent on creating a concept with a humoristic tinge. 1 hour spent on browsing the right font. 1 hour spent on finding quality images for slides. 3 hours spent on figuring out these bloody settings of the Java plugin. 2 hours spent on proper timing the slides.
Fuck no. I don’t like the shape it is. It’s not funny anymore. Joke heard more than once stops being funny. Actually, I don’t know anymore if it was funny at the first place.
2 hours spent on changing the concept, 2 hours spent on timing the slides properly…
How do you get over the fear of leaving your comfort zone, e.g. quitting your secure job to build a start-up (hey, only 3 out of 4 fail) or leaving your predictable, emotionless relationship to the time undefined singleness?
You may start by realising that at the height of your current achievements, you still live in a cage. Imagine the most successful specimen in the animal kingdom, let’s call him Simba – living in the zoo. He gets his every meal, guaranteed and on time. He has no natural enemies. Even diseases and harsh climates are not a concern. Eat. Sleep. Die.
Jim Rohn once said:
You are the average of the five people you spend the most time with.
It doesn’t matter much how smart you are (Although it certainly helps). It doesn’t matter how talented you are (There are so many untalented, yet successful people), which skills you have (Bright people delegate things which they can’t do to skilled experts) or which family you came from. All that counts if you want to be successful in life is the people you surround yourself with.
A lot of people think that highly successful have to be selfish, cruel horrible people to get to where they are (You probably think what the hell do I know if I’m not yet successful?).
While I believe this is true in some cases (as it is with every other social class), after analysing the lives of many already established, successful people and filtering public relations tricks from the real facts, I think shamelessness is the biggest secret to breaking through.
So you want a more exciting live and you can’t stop moaning about it, but somehow your life doesn’t seem to be going in that positive direction…in fact, any direction. Your marasmic daily routine feels like an invisibly low dose intake of toxins, which kills your drive and ambition to reach higher.
The world is full of so many talkers, and so few doers. And you also just keep being that talker, a passive participant of this marionette dance.
After I understood that I ain’t gonna be a great singer, painter or a model, I decided to work on something I’m good at and which I can actually perfect. Marrying a rich husband as the way for a living also didn’t turn me on so I had to start planning on how to create my own riches and try to reach internal happiness and satisfaction.