The ability to articulate thoughts clearly and effortlessly can often be misconstrued as a sign of factual knowledge or sound intelligence. As usual, we have flaws in our mechanisms of perception. Similarly, if you take a couple of monkeys and put them behind a typewriter, there is a high possibility that one might hit the keys and accidentally compose a masterpiece akin to a Shakespearean sonnet. However, the probability of the same monkey replicating this feat is ridiculously slim. This is known as the infinite monkey theorem: it is a rare but possible outcome driven by randomness that is not easily reproducible.
The tendency to underestimate the role of routine and discipline in achieving success is what I want to address. We are naturally inclined to resist obligations that demand physical effort, even though it is essential to pursue responsibilities without feeling coerced. An occasional blip is believing a certain level of comfort guarantees everything will align with our aspirations, and then it will be a happily ever after affair. However, when you don't ace it, you become nervous and show signs of battle fatigue, which becomes evident in your general mien. Eventually, you retreat and vamoose into the oblivion of yore.
Let's face it, nobody wants to burn out, yet the hustle culture is a relentless grind that we cannot avoid. What is sensible is to take time off and find your footing. Before you become successful, there is so much that is involved. It is a complex journey. Sometimes, you may have to take time off and hibernate for a while to find the drive to reignite your ambition. If you're to engage in a demanding process, then dive into the rigor wholeheartedly. Ultimately, gain invaluable insights from the experience.
Which is better; small losses that are succeeded by larger payoffs, achieved through preparation and readiness, or large losses that suddenly strike due to failure to take precautionary measures though glaring and leave you in a state of shellshock? Regrettably, we want to look the part but when it comes to doing the dirt, that is where we draw the line. Take coding mastery, for example, many have the ambition, yet few exhibit the discipline for the deep work required for excellence. You become blind or foolish to see the fact that to succeed, it is small, consistent wins that snowball into big results. You believe that you can ace a one-way route to perfection by being mediocre. When you neglect the fundamentals and fail to embrace the grind you may end up vanishing completely or become a struggling middlebrow.
We are structured in such a way that we tend to avoid exposure to events that bring harm our way as a risk remediation strategy. That's why we adopt a defensive approach aimed at doing what is self-effacing. Why go the extra mile to be flagrant and obtrusive? Is it even worth the mental torture? If there is none, you remain discreet in your tracks. The desire to disrupt is not ingrained in many of us, even if it is, the strategy and the mental capacity to withstand the spikes and large consequences is inherently devoid in our spirit.
Our instinct is to steer clear of situations that may expose us to harm as a risk remediation strategy. This is why we often adopt a modest, defensive approach focused on being self-effacing, hence prioritizing safety over boldness. There is little to gain from being flagrant and obtrusive—why endure the psychological strain? In the absence of compelling reasons, it's wiser to maintain a low profile. While the urge to shake things up isn't common among us, even those who possess it may lack the strategic thinking and emotional resilience required to handle and withstand the spikes and large consequences that can follow.
My mantra in life at the moment is to ensure I create quality content that has a small probability of being of high appeal. This conviction has led me to embrace the philosophy that crafting 800-1000 words is the sweet spot for my blogging adventure. I eschew the reliance on vague impressions for the sake of it. Extrapolating the cogency of what I am supposed to pen down for no apparent reason. Previously, I've mentioned that writing 800 words can be a 30-minute affair, but this rhythm is tested when it becomes a weekly commitment. It's easier said than sighting a black swan. Even if you ventured to Australia, hoping to see these elusive and majestic birds with their S-shaped necks, honking and trumpeting while gliding gracefully and unfurling their jet-black wings, you realize such encounters are rare.
My modus operandi has since changed regarding how to approach blogging. I acknowledge my humanity and if I could have satiated my peche mignon of authoring, though abstruse at the moment, the ease of turning up would not have been belabored. While my posts may seem brief, the reality is that creating and refining content into something coherent and engaging can be incredibly time-consuming. It requires thorough contemplation, identifying gaps, and the coupling link. This process demands discipline, sacrifice, and a rigorous effort aimed at consistency.
Preparing an 800-word article for publication might look like a molehill, but it quickly escalates to a daunting task akin to climbing Mt. Everest. Kudos to all the authors who effortlessly let their ideas flow from behind the screen because of furtive foreshadowing. Those who seamlessly weave their narratives, harmonizing rich, symbolic language with lyrical beauty, and ignite passion that 'strike like pebbles fetched from a brook.'
