Just Make It Better

I went to this party last week. I’m still breaking down my thoughts on the night. They vary greatly but I’d say it was as interesting as was disappointing, for many different reasons.

One thing that is certain: my unwavering respect for Mr. Godin. Despite our limited engagement, I felt his sincerity is as evident and meaningful in person as it is online.

The video starts and ends abruptly and is dimly lit, but the audio is clear, so in the end you get what matters.

I hope you enjoy it.

photo by meddygarnet

That’s all you really need to do.

If it gives you joy you’ll want to do it more and more. You’ll be passionate about it and be willing to practice to get better at it. With that you’ll innovate and improve.

Loving it will make you okay at working hard at it. It will also give you the strength to ignore naysayers and   all-around mean people.

This will bring value to others and to what you’re doing because by loving it, you’ll have integrity, satisfaction and respect for what you produce.

photo by Misserion

Sometimes you have to give in and do nothing.

There’s an impatience in people who want to make things better, in entrepreneurs, in my generation specifically. This immense desire to reach our pot of goals is pushing us away from this moment, further stagnating progress and increasing pressure. Reaching your own greatness shouldn’t mean feeling stressed out and emotionally slamming towards it. Being better means knowing when to stop.

photo by Pedro Klien

The trouble with the world is that the stupid are cocksure and the intelligent are full of doubt.

- Bertrand Russell

Perhaps the greatest mistake we make is making the common opinion that everyone should have children.

In our society having children is considered normal. Being childless is odd and misunderstood, with people concluding that something is either amiss with mind or fertility. Having kids has become an easy way of finding purpose, love and direction, like a to-do list box to check off on the path to American happiness.

What’s with all the rich people hate

When we all want to be lottery winners
Sneering at their nice cars and flashy rings
Yet dream of when our boat comes in
We eat up the celebrity circuit
With their style, hair and Pilates bodies

They don’t deserve it

No matter: grateful or humble
Whether born into it or earned from nothing
Hate them anyway
By the way they dress
The car they drive
The hair they wear

We’re all just hypocrites

We don’t care
It’s not right unless it’s happening to us
We want our cut

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