Time to become a beast

Time to become a beast:

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Time to become a beast.

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A machine.

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A warrior.

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An animal.

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Someone who is unrecognizable.

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A cut above the rest.

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The one who excels.

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Excels in all he puts his mind to.

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Benjamin Franklin.

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Leonardo Davinci.

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Michael Jackson.

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Jesse Itzler.

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Jamie Foxx.

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Felix Sommar.

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Was about to be Kobe before he died.

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Excellence in multiple domains.

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Not just one.

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But many.

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I’ve conquered a lot.

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Still a lot left to go.

Because excellence doesn’t stop.

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It lies dormant.

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Hidden.

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Waiting to come out.

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It looks for opportunity.

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Opportunity to be great.

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Then goes all in.

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Commits.

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Works.

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Fails.

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Tries again.

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And again.

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Doesn’t quit.

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Doesn’t stop.

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Keeps pushing.

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Even when it feels like the world is against him.

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He focuses on execution.

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Not talking.

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Results.

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Not wasting time.

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For the man who wants to be excellent knows.

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We have limited time.

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We all get the same 24 hours in a day.

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But how hard are you willing to work?

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How far are you willing to go?

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How many risks are you willing to make?

You must leave the nest.

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Step outside your comfort zone.

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Go beyond what you believe is possible.

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For you slowly realize.

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Most people never dare to try.

They’re too scared.

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Too caught up in their own bullshit.

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Too worried about what other people will think of them.

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When no one thinks of you in the first place.

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The greats.

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They don’t care.

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The world can hate them.

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It will hate them.

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People hate greatness.

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They have a problem with it.

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It doesn’t conform.

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It’s not average.

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It doesn’t follow the rules.

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Or fit in a box.

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It’s weird.

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It’s different.

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It’s aggressive.

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It’s not something people are comfortable with.

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Good.

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That’s the point.

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Greatness is reserved for the few.

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Those who dare.

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Who dare to try.

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Who dare to fail.

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Who dare to keep getting up when the world keeps kicking them down.

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For one day.

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The greatness will show.

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People will understand.

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Often only when that person is not here.

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People don’t appreciate what’s in front of them until it’s gone.

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Then they reminisce about what they got to witness.

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They saw the results.

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But they didn’t see the work.

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Only the person did.

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The individual.

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Many hours.

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Alone.

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Just them.

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No one else.

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No one else battling their demons.

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No one else in their mind.

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Just them.

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Them and their work.

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I want to be great.

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I’ve achieved some greatness.

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But still have a long way to go.

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Written 1200 blog posts.

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Written multiple books.

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Read another 350.

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Ran multiple marathons.

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Lived in multiple continents.

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Become an Ironman.

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Got a medical degree.

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And yet this is just the start.

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I’ve just begun.

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The next decade will show the world.

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Watch out.

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I spent my 20s working.

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Grinding.

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Building.

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Creating.

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The next decade is to show the world.

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Here’s who I am.

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Here’s what I’ve done.

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Here’s what I’ve created.

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But it’s not just one domain.

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It’s across many.

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To be the best in everything I do.

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That’s the goal.

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Always learning.

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Always pushing.

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Always trying.

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Trying to be the best.

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Trying to be great.

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Trying to be a beast.

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Time to show the world I’m a beast.

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