There is so much social construct noise - be it rituals, habits, ‘celebrations’ or ‘news’ which makes you degrade - not using your resource on actually productive things.
You mean when a man feel love towards a woman? But what’s that sort of quality or.. I can’t describe that maybe properly. My colleague understood me after a while and he said that it’s when the man perceives the woman as a goddess. That may be.
‘Do you know how many satellites has SpaceX, girl?’ Asked my colleague at 2.30am during our usual brainstorming, this time on my pet project on space exploration.
‘Man, but I don’t aim to compete, I don’t aim to cut from their pie. I aim to increase the pie globally, lowering the threshold for more countries and businesses to get in.’ 👧🏻🚀
Stay tuned :)
What do girls want [or at least me after the two week conference madness]:
*Business or first class ticket to Dubai with Emirates 😀
*New red high heels
*Good man
*Dance studio Moova space two weeks access 🥹
*Home
*One week off
*Edit the book
*Book publishing consultancy
*Massage
*Friends to go for brunch with
Very good and great to see such folks in Tbilisi. I have a c-level/founder entrepreneurial closed community, happy to see you join in.
Personally I love the idea of residing in multiple places each year / having multiple homes ☺️
People seem to expect to be babysitted; someone to come to them and move them out to another better jurisdiction. But that’s not how it works, man.
You have to accept responsibility for your life yourself.
I don’t want to be impressed; as impression is someone around the corner can easily beat.
I want to admire, because true admiration is genuine [and honestly, I rarely do admire]. Admiration comes to what the person, the man truly is; but it’s not for the effortless; admiration comes for the intentional being. And that’s rare.
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Admiration is earned; while I what else is impressing someone than proving own worth? And why to prove if you’re aware of it, when you know own worth?
Tao te Ching
Virtue of selfishness (Ayn Rand)
Six pillars of self esteem (it’s actually a truly good book on psychology)
Almanac of naval ravikant
Now I read atlas shrugged and I’d say indeed it changes my life :)
Overall, the books change me, they shape my perspective on the world and myself. It’s my compensation of good intellectual conversation. It influences us :)
I admit I feel the link between self actualization in the family and work, providing value, sensation.
I mean, I feel how the lack of one drives me into another.
I’m aiming to balance between different areas of my life and I can feel how that overlaps. I’m so hungry for the intellectual and quality interaction so bad.
It is hard to imagine if I wouldn’t even work these days at all. Maybe that’s what I need to experience though.
I’ve never in life felt this driving alertness, intentional confidence, conscious presence, so resourceful. Mix this up with the excitement over the next two weeks, me mostly resting and slow living in the Vietnamese people with no deeper intellectual f2f interaction.
I feel like conquering the world.
I don’t understand when people think like ‘there’s nothing on earth to spend my time on, I’ll go watch some Netflix’.
Like seriously your life lacks hobbies, some inner interest this much? How? Why?
I agree with that! Lower maintenance may be but also mainly how you feel around using that, you enjoy the thing, trust that if it’s functional etc.
I’d say it’s more important to be aware of what we surround with; and therefore buy, consume, etc :)
Chào buổi sáng / good morning!
I’m restoring myself with silence, low information intake and generation.
Today it improved, I was capable to share some shoe and bag photos to my mum, replied to one friend and one guy about collaboration (time sensitive). Also I made a happy bd post to our president.
I feel I am done for today :)
I feel some sort of nostalgic memory on the coming winter, it’s cold and I’m alone and I feel how the reality breaks my illusions.
The more I admit my potential to myself, the worse and the better. The worse when you feel, the better when you act.
Soon, I’ll meet some people who feel close despite in person we haven’t spent that much time together. That’s a gift.
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Running around the lake, ‘oh European man’ I thought, he was walking. Our eyes met; he walked, and I thought, maybe I could say something.
But then I sabotaged the moment and just kept running. What another weirdo can travel to Dalat alone? And well, me, I am enough of a weirdo, what a man could bear it? I mean some could, a very few, those able to see and admit the whole true me, those few ones; maybe I sabotage that too by not even giving a chance to the many…
or maybe I don’t even care. Part of me feels the desire, the honest want for connection, genuinely being oneself, trusting to a man who deserves it (those few), yet maybe, maybe, not too quickly.
And the end of the day, it is those few who dare to speak themselves, as I don’t aim to lead. Yeah, I know I do set direction, an inspiration to some; but that’s not the dynamics I seek in the relationship.
So yeah. There are a few who dare, and then there are some who just sabotage themselves because of the low self esteem or something. And then there are those who don’t, but who never admit my potential and would tear me down over time. And then there are those who admit it but in sort of a sad way where I see their weakness, I see it just wouldn’t work over time, I wouldn’t grow, I would be silent about the growth as I would feel sort of ashamed for the speed of my life right next to someone who’s driving this life experience at a way slower pace, I don’t know which one of us could bear it. I don’t know what’s the worst case.
And then it feels to me I slowed down, I do without doing, I work a little but efficiently, I move fast without trying. I relax, finally, I feel how the tension is leaving my shoulders and I breathe, I became so uninterested to the many things except for the conscious experience, watching the cats play and just the leaves of the trees and talking to locals, integrating myself somehow. I want the real world connection so bad. But yet, my pace, my way of slowing down, is yet so fast to the way how the average lives.
And well no, I couldn’t go for the average, even slightly above because we don’t understand each other.
I don’t mind sabotaging meeting a stranger, but I can’t sabotage myself.
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I have a little mental orgasm here in the small Vietnamese town with slower drivers who are not changing speed, are predictable, reliable and pretty responsible [just have nonexistent attention span], and beside the honking, it’s pretty silent and very green.
I relax! / my body feels tense from the travels and change though
Maybe if I sat down and replied to all those messages I get (and not only to the very few people), I would get to know my future husband pretty quickly.
I’m moving out of Georgia and it’s a pain, I expect that emotional hit
I rely on myself and trust myself
Despite I have zero clue what’s ahead
Yet I know it will be good, it will be very good
Georgian taxi drivers must hate me as I ask usually to turn off the music and they have to be on their own, enjoying own presence 😀 lol I see how the guy is annoyed.
I truly value now the connection with other self actualized people. It truly upgrades the emotional experience on something you can’t experience on your own; while you feel interested and enjoying own life on your own too. Freeing and upgrading. Beautiful.
Meh the Georgian ghosting and incapacity to tell the truth (to tell ‘I don’t know’ or ‘I can’t’) is very frustrating.
I prefer adult-adult honest conversations.
Serbia has some great contemporary art hidden gem galleries. Search for the fine art academy and check the doors of Pariska street - and open some :)
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If pro-socialists win in the west, I believe it’s good. Sadly sometimes things have to go too bad in order to kick ourselves out. That’s when we lack self-love, that we need such a motivation. But then, taking the step and leaving, makes us different. It changes us. So, I’m glad to welcome more westerners who escape the tax hells and socialism, willing to accept responsibility for own life, wandering around the world and finding what truly works for them. Everything is for the good.
Propaganda is pretty easy to distinguish with the usual black and white narrative as it helps to make it simpler for the brain to distinguish the good and the bad. It’s usable on the parts of society which is not that developed, easier to understand.
The real truth is usually neutral, rather complex, with many players in the game. Hard to grasp.
Sadly even those proclaiming how they are strong at ‘critical thinking’ are failing this battle. It’s really hard to zoom out.
Canadians or Australians getting closed their bank accounts for the content they share, UK scaring people for the content to not get imprisoned, people in Czechia hoping people with opposite opinions going to the trial - from the state level to the human hate. Where people instead of working on wellbeing of their life, call for social media moderation and more restrictions, as as long as you follow the accepted narrative of the black and white scale, you’re the good one, you’re the right one.
I am pretty ensured people killing ‘the bad guys’ are and were sure that they are those good ones.
Be careful though: you can’t escape yourself.
What scares me is maybe not just the fact of imprisonment of a pro freedom human who haven’t don’t anything bad (not wanting to ‘moderate’ conversation is actually a good ethical and moral question related to the freedom of speech and privacy). I think it’s the way how the western media narrate the story, his personality, what ‘has happened’, and it seems getting worse and worse every day. It’s the way how one shapes reality into another, where the facts dissolve.
I understand if I went to the US I’d most likely meet more likeminded people, yet I prefer to pick from those who already escaped the tax hells. To me the effort is a good filter on relevant people.
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