Something Unexpected.
I've been thinking about how ungrateful I can be, the fact that I discovered both #axies, #Hive and #crypto in general should be rewarding enough. Unlike many, at least I have a clear path to follow, a vision worth my time and effort. Building fundamentals, surrounding myself with an ambitious and enthusiastic people that share the same values is the final goal. Trying to enjoy the journey as much as possible, despite all the failures and financial losses I had while doing what I love.
If it wasn't for the crypto I would still be lost, not knowing where to go or where to blend in. That's the part that worries me and makes me feel comfortable at the same time. The fact that I get to witness how the new technology progresses, and improves lives suits my ego well. I'm not Gandhi though, I would like to become financially independent to a degree where I don't have to worry what's future holding, however, I'm inclined to think there's a reason why I'm not there... yet...
I'm aware of the system we live in tho, my parents are the final product of the inherently flawed system. Ever since I was a youngster I had to worry about their credits, how to help them out and to sustain the life worth living. I spent years grinding through, fully aware that the similar future awaits me unless I undertake drastic measures. That's why I started preparing myself to become risk tolerant, fully resistant to any failure life throws at me - it will inevitably come, the only axiom besides death itself.
It may sound pathetic but I assume 90% of the people here (except those who already exited the rat race) carries the same weight and I know how hard it can be. Life doesn't give a shit how good or noble you are, it just shoots fire until you're ready to absorb those shots and spit them out like it was nothing.
It brings me to another point.
Every story that's worth mentioning has its tough chapters, that's why they're worth mentioning in the first place. If you were a millionaire and increased your wealth by a few millions, it wouldn't carry the same importance as if you had nothing. The true building blocks of our personalities are shaped by the miseries and suffering - yep, I love Schopenhauer.
The philosophy played a vital roll in my life, it taught me how to deal with failures and accept them as a growth mechanism.
I'm not sure where this is coming from and why I had the urge to talk about it, but here I am, doing exactly what I thought I would never do...
How To Sustain The Excitement
That's a tricky part.
Have you ever felt how the excitement slowly fades away? Have you ever felt happy and just a few moments later that feeling simply goes away, leaving you at the same ground as if nothing happened? I most definitely have.
I'm not a depressed person by any mean, but I like to think from the first principles, and I love staying aware of where I'm standing and to control the uncontrolable - emotions. That's the most difficult part, to stay happy regardless of the circumstances. It's damn hard to trick your brain to think in a different direction, however, it's possible and once you learn it, life becomes exponentially easier to bear with.
You need no one to tell you you can do it, you need you - a lot of "you" here hahaha.
The sooner you realize, the better.
As Nietzsche said;
"An overman has his own values, independent of others, which affects and dominates others lives that may not have predetermined values but only herd instinct."
You need a plan, and you need to stick to that plan. Every day you make it through will make you feel better about yourself.
Not even a fortune can make a miserable man happy. It can trick you for a few days, but after the excitements goes away, you'll still be that same man you were prior to millions. We need a goal in our life, we need to strive for something that's bigger then us, that will make us immortal.
There's psychological factor to it, the fear of death is the most creative energy of the modern world. And while we can argue and debate how correct this statement really is, everything we do, either consciously or unconsciously is to some degree related to our fear of death.
There's no obvious point in this article, I just felt the need to express how I look at things. Perhaps I wrote it to remind myself what's the end goal.
The reason why I'm writing in this community lays in the fact that I know there's a lot of you who have the same/similar background and if you wanna become scholars and to change you life, you have to work on yourself every fucking day!
To Grind or Die.