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Reinvention

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.” - Marcel Proust

Its been a while friends, though I did try posting last week, some sort of dodgy error. Anyway, thought I’d sit down – after a long while and get a cheeky post in.

Where have I been? Well, no where really, just been riding the tidal wave of life.

What have I been doing? Same, nothing really – just getting by, learning new things, finding new understandings, looking for more avenues of interest.

What’s new? Now this, this is long answer, lets just say the things I’ve experienced from this post and the last were character building. I’ve waded through many a gunk, only to realise I didn’t really need to. Now, I could elaborate but to be fair I’m too embarrassed, live and learn.

Every now again, what I like to do is go through a transformation, a reinvention of self – so that life doesn’t become too stagnant. I believe in reinvention as it allows a person to shed their mental baggage and have a different perception on life. And, I believe I have an avenue, there is an opportunity pending in the ether, which once solidified, I will inform you of. But, if large changes aren’t your thing – don’t fret, make small changes. Like a snowball, will gather speed and mass and eventually will show you your path.

For many a moon I’ve tried to create this effect, to now resolve, until now. Given that this is uncharted territory I am literally petrified, BUT hopeful. We must leap into the unknown to discover that which we’ve lost over the years…our self.

Podcast: Entrepreneurialism

In this instalment of Yasir’s Horizon Seekers we meet Waqas Ali, a budding entrepreneur on the cusp of realising his potential. Watch the video to see insights into how his mind works and his journey.

The video link can be found in the Yasir’s Horizons Seekers section of this website. I hope you enjoy the show, hopefully many more to come.

Silence is Golden

“loose lips, sink ships”

Following on from my obsession with the orient and ninjas, there are a few more things I’d like to share. When I was younger, and still obsessed with ninjas, I’d always play computer games with ninjas in them. I loved creeping, hiding in the shadows, stalking targets and doing missions. It got so bad that I almost started doing that in real life, before someone entered the room I’d quietly hide somewhere, then jump out and scare them. Not a very healthy lifestyle, especially if you start doing that at work. You would need to keep quiet at all times otherwise the baddies would hear and come after you.

I suppose I will never get over ninjas but I won’t become one any time soon. I get criticised by friends at times for not hanging out, going on dinner outings or general get-togethers. I’ve become a social ninja of sorts, that I hardly have time for other people. My question is how do you pursue your dreams if everyone is trying to get you to come out. In our gatherings we always talk about strategies that will propel us to our desired horizons, but when you take steps towards them you get criticised for being unsociable. I believe if you have intelligent, understanding friends you won’t need to make allowances.

One advice a friends gave me, which he claims he doesn’t remember, was that if you have a dream, goal, aspiration etc keep quiet about it. His reasoning was that if you share your wishes with people, they’ll ridicule you and find weaknesses in the idea. This is normally out of malice, jealousy or they are dissatisfied with their own life and don’t want you to be happy. His words have wisdom, if you had the world’s most expensive diamond in your safe, you wouldn’t necessarily tell the whole town, boast at you coffers. No doubt you would be hated, probably robbed, its best to keep quiet.

I’ve had trouble keeping quiet in the past, I always got too excited about and idea, tell the world only to be shot down. But when others have “good ideas” they speak with such reverence for their own mediocrity, it actually makes me sick. Yes, I have known many hypocrites in my times, so before I become one, I do have something to share with you. At present I believe silence is Golden because I would rather show you than tell you. And you will see exactly what I mean when the time comes, on here on this fantastic website.

 

Rome will envy me

If people aren’t laughing at your dreams, your dreams aren’t big enough.

Here’s a question for you, why do people hate clichés? well, I don’t know the real answer because its based on perception, but relatively speaking its because clichés are close to the truth. As we all know truth hurts, as corny as it may be but practice does indeed make perfect, ask any martial artist. Musashi Myamoto propounded that even if you were to practice a thousand days you will still be a novice. That’s over 3 years worth of practice and still you don’t deserve a rank. That my friends is focus and dedication, no wonder people discredited him.

We always look for the easy way out, myself included as I mentioned in a previous post. True dedication comes from sacrificing the superficial for the dreams one holds dear. I understand that circumstance also plays a pivotal role in people’s endeavours, the trick is to not let them become the excuse for your inequities. I only speak of myself here, but I bet if you’re truthful, at some point you can relate to this. I realised that I was different than others when I dreamed different.

When I was a boy, whilst most boys my age could mentally de-construct and label parts of a lamborghini diablo, I couldn’t even spell lamborghini. I hated football, again another pleasure for the boys my age, personally I liked martial arts. I was considered weird, although I’m thinking that could’ve been because of the long, leather, morpheous-esque coat I used to wear. I made peace with these social differences a long while back. I had something these lads didn’t, a fantastic talent.

You see friends anyone can be a writer, in your mind, in your soul, heart whatever you want to call it. I was more than a mere writer, I was a dreamer and with a dynamic imaginative complex I was able to weave some pretty tantalising tales. No one truly appreciated this talent, honestly neither did I until I began to see dividends for it. I now have bigger dreams.

Now I want to create an empire, that will rival Rome. Your gut instinct is to laugh, am I right? or if you’re polite I think you deem me somewhat deluded? In any case I have this dream, but more so than that I have vision. If you could paint a path to your dreams what would it look like? I can tell you, you are looking at my map as you read. Hidden in every line I’ve written and you’ve read are thoughts, these are digital way points that I have erected. I don’t expect you to understand my exuberant rantings, I expect you to laugh at me.

I am a living cliché and I deserve to be ignored, I’m wondering how long will you?