Never adorn yourself with a crown of complacency.
Much rather wear the crown of curiosity, constantly interchanging it with a learner’s hat once you constantly let the Creator position yourself to experience an exponential growth curve.
Conquering the wrong kingdom named complacency will place you under a burdensome crown of complacency as the name of the kingdom has some dainty, tantrum-throwing people minioning together achieving less than nothing per hour.
I’d avoid being a sire over fools. But a couple wise work horses surely outweigh a billion foolish donkeys in a glass building.
Even donkeys are pretty effective at being resourceful at the job. In my most lackadaisically charged approach, I’d strategically evade having anything to do with a bunch of tired tortoises, wallowing in their shell, also known as a cubicle.
The stringless guitar, with no authenticity of its own, are many a mass-manufactured professionals out there.
When there's lack of dedication, mediocre blending of random spurts of incomplete points, they resort to copying or watering down the few driven spirits, just to fit them with the rest.
Not copywriting.
But quite literally duplicating authentic work, or worse, getting AI to finish the job.
My wife and I are petrified of being defeated by the deadbeat soulless AI that's never short of tricks up its sleeve.
So, we never will. Provided we put in the work, trying to stay a cut above the rest. Lest we get whooped by AI like the rest of the 'mediocre plants' out there.
The contagious plague of the Botset-mindset is the tendency to never go ALL IN. Never wanting to risk failure to spec up a masterpiece. Always playing safe isn't going to be entertained in a cutthroat world of the present age.
Mediocre skills
Mediocre writing
Mediocre copy
Mediocre website
Mediocre talents
Mediocre growth curve
=
Mediocre Life
The Masterpiece Mentality is when logical AI must fret to take you on. It must know you by name, as I know it can, and shudder going against you to not be whooped back with greater brushstrokes of creativity.
Technology though, does spin up some marvelous skillful maneuvers these days. Yet the good part is, it lacks soul and spirit, yet puts up a hell of a fight, completely knocking the tooth out of mediocrity among "apparent" professionals these days.
If AI defeats your mediocre attempt, which it will, it's about time we as a human race, grow in spirit (positive emotion), soul and skill. We must use AI to up our game, like a toaster effect of springing up our potential, or on the other hand settle for complacently staying in the AI toaster like a thin crust of burnt bread.
Even worse, you won't be able to afford another slice because AI is sitting on it and your skills are now in irrelevant waters.
The worst part is the corporate culture of today wants revolutionizing results without revolutionary individuals.
They'd much rather manufacture deadbeat, soulless individuals, cooling all vigor and zeal, to keep a unified, lukewarm culture. Human control has taken precedence over growth.
Leadership now means comply to every crab and cockroach at work, apologize to almost everyone and grow slower than a tired turtle. Bend over at the slightest opposition and jump off the cliff, because what if your complacent counterparts ask you to jump someday?
Disruption has been stopped in its tracks by a metal rod of limiting leadership entangled within the chains for emotion and drive.
Quiet-quitting occurs when paranoid monarchial-minds dull down their thirst for taking things full blown by the fear of being conquered. But much conquering occurs in much risk and disruption. Offense is always the best defense. A few chinks in the armor look pretty to the one who serves the Creator.
Even my face has little scars I'm proud of, it came pressing forward through different avenues of growth, in sports and in life in general.
I don't care to get my beautiful sedan I once had, scratched, burnt and roofless if I'm still able to press forward, with utmost warm-blooded drive. It’s good that I got rid of it when it got heavier and growth couldn’t be compromised.
I choose the exhilaration over acceleration anyday.
Moving on.
It's way edgy and adventurous to drive in straight into the eye of the storm risking failure and death in every step rather than park your beautiful Bentley in the garage, scratch-less.
Friendly scars make for truly driven cars.
I'd do it again and again and again mimicking the cyclone I mentioned above.
Win big or burn away.
Growth occurs in spurts, blitz-scaling occurs with drive.
Yes, you may have shown up at work today, but did you show out?
Stay Driven, Motivated, and Beautifully scarred.
Rise to the occasion and don't call me for anything complacent.
The Botset
// poetry
The partial deal
With a motive to steal
The botified mind
Leaves every deal unsealed.
Jack of all traits
Master of None
Plucks out of color tones
That some meticulous mind has already done.
Fastidiously sets out
With a laze in their flick
Leaving all artworks incomplete
Resorting to thievery that's not so slick.
Pitching greatness at every turn
Not delivering a whiff
Never associate with this mindset
Away with this deadbeat guitar off the cliff!
