the archives.

I’m obsessed — with life, with being better than I was yesterday.

In this space, I write. I write a lot.

I write about what I learn, what captures my attention in this world — something like a public journal.

I hope you find something of value in this mix of words.

I have no doubt you will.

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The art of lifelong learning

A few decades ago, access to knowledge was restricted. Those who controlled information held the power. Today, everything is different. The rules of the game have changed—forever.

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fall. rise. conquer.

You can feel hate, resentment, frustration. You can feel like every effort was in vain. You can believe that what you want is now impossible, no matter what you do. You can be hard on yourself. You can let small problems take up big space in your mind. You can feel like everything is an uphill battle.

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training. love. art.

And every day is a day you take care of the temple you live in. You treat it the best way possible, and your subconscious notices. You earn your own respect, and you’re no longer as naive as before.

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fate. obsession. faith.

Fate is written in your blood. You’ve felt it before—in dreams, on a long walk, when you go for a run. You’ve experienced that thing you seek deep within you.

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The simple things

Walking barefoot on the grass. Closing your eyes and aiming at the sun. Singing a song at the top of your lungs with a glass of wine in your hand.

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rain. decisions. competition.

Competition fills us with energy, with the desire to win. It makes us enjoy the moment, entering a zone where we almost lose track of time. Minutes fly by, and in some way, we want to stay there.

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Let’s be children again

Let’s be children again. △ 14.09.2024 (12:20pm) “The child who does not play is not a child, but the man who does not play has lost forever the child who

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