Reality

What
we achieve

inwardly

will change
outer

reality.

Better off

sometimes
i think

i’d be
better off

without me.

All in

A lot of people wait for the right set of cards to go all in.

A lot of people wait for the right time to go all in.

Or the right situation.

In life.

Only to end up never having played a single hand.

Whenever someone asks me when will I stop doing whatever it is I do, I tell them this:
“Never.”

Alright, I don’t say this to my mom or dad. So don’t tell them I said this.

But it’s all about creating an environment where you can go all in. And once you create that environment you should go all chips in.

But how do you know if your hand is good enough? How do you know you’ll be able to push through tough times? How do you know if this is your time to go all in?

I guess you need to ask yourself this:

“Are you going to regret NOT going all in in future?”

“Are you going to WISH that you should have taken that offer?”

“Or said YES to that guy/girl?”

“Or changed your life with a single decision but you didn’t?”

If your answer is NO, then you should not go all in. Work and wait for better set of cards instead. Improve the environment.

But if your answer is yes, then you should take all your chips and go all in.

And never look back.

Because of all the words of mice and men, the saddest are, “It might have been.”

We can stand still

It’s okay to feel stuck every once in a while.

It’s okay to not know what the next step is.

It’s okay to get in touch with your emotions.

That’s where humans are different from machines.

We can stand still.

Machines cannot.

A machine has to run all the time. If it’s not working, it needs to be fixed.

Humans don’t have to run all the time. We can stand still.

In reality we have to stand still every once in a while.

Because if we don’t, we will break down.

Eventually..

Just show up

It’s easy.

Easy to NOT stick to a plan and be consistent.

Easy to NOT be on attack at all times.

It’s easy to complain and make excuses.

To worry too much about your losses.

It’s easy to just say,

“That’s the best I can do.”

Until you realize that you’re 100-FUCKING-% in charge of your life.

And instead of crying about the way you want it to be, you can react to the way it actually is.

You have to accept yourself and go all in on yourself.

No one else is going to do it for you. Ever.

And when you’ve done that, just show up everyday.

Show up everyday and work your ass off.

And then do it again tomorrow.

And the day after that.

And after that.

It takes nothing more, but more importantly, nothing less.

Hoping and dreaming will result in nothing.

Executing against your skills is how you get it.

Just show up.

And work.

No, you don’t

You don’t have to be the next Steve Jobs.

You don’t have to create a billion dollar company.

You don’t have to become a scientist.

Or a doctor.

Or a mechanic.

Or live in a fancy house.

Or buy a Ferrari.

You just have to be YOU.

And be self-aware.

And bet on your strengths.

You might be the next Steve Jobs.

You might create a billion dollar company.

And some of you might become scientists.

But most of us won’t.

And that’s perfectly fine.

As long as you know who YOU are and you try everything you can to do YOUR thing.

Warm Foothills

I picked up the blanket,
and buried myself
under the sheets
The sky turned black treacle,
warm enough
to close my eyes.

I opened my eyes as a
Tiger on the grass
next to a river
with tangerine trees
and marshmallow skies,
I looked around to find
the mother tiger
with my kaleidoscope eyes.

she called me in
the boat on the river,
I shut my eyes and took
the leap of faith.
In the air, I looked at her
eyes, and realized
Everything around me was made of
faith,
and trust,
and pixie dust.

at that moment,
I believed in fairies,
the myths, and dragons.
It was all real
as the here and now.

My head calmly rested
in her lap,
she took her arm and
laid it on my head.
Suddenly,
I existed on the inside,
and became too lost on the outside
to be.

I opened my eyes and looked around.

Everything seemed a little bit
more beautiful,
except my inside.

The arm over my head was
missing.