Making Things Happen
My time in Baltimore so far has been extremely well-spent. I’ve had some of the most inspiring and energizing discussions and interactions with so many people here that it seems almost unreal, considering how I’ve only been here a little over two weeks. I found an apartment to move into on the first of November, and have the option to stay until March if I decide to do so. What happens next is up in the air, but I’ve got a hell of a lot of work (not to mention fun!) to do here on the ground in the meantime.
It’s difficult to say what it is about this situation that is making things go so well. A major part of it, I think, is just that I was ready to make things happen - and all of my preparation is meeting with some excellent opportunities. Another major part, I’m sure, is my new outlook on life, my new state of mind and being.
This short period of time has taught me already so much: mainly, how to make things happen. How to find out what people are into, what makes them tick, and then how to communicate my excitement about life and about creative projects in such a way as it meshes naturally with what they’re into. It’s actually ridiculously awesome, and it strikes me that this is one of the most valuable skills I have ever developed. And there’s really only one way to learn it: by doing it. The key thing it seems like you need to get over (or at least I needed to get over) is simply yourself: when you’re operating on behalf of everyone else instead of strictly for yourself, everything goes a lot smoother and you get ten times as much done, because you get your own bullshit out of the way.

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October 18th, 2007 at 1:22 pm
[…] The farther I get in my work as a True Human Being, the more clearly I see what the purpose of a man really is: to organize, to build, and to act in concert with his fellows for the betterment of all. A man is a social animal, a tribal pack beast. The lone wolf lives in ignominy, cowers in the shadows the length of his days, and dies ultimately of starvation. […]