Humans were gifted with sight in order to navigate the material world. These eyes have allowed them to see in the moment what their surroundings were like, to assess the terrain and operate in it for the benefit of themselves and their tribes. But unfortunately, there was a thing that wasn’t gifted…but offered.
Vision.
An enhanced ability that only a select few ever unlock. It’s the capacity to go beyond what the eye sees, a skill that allows you to observe your surroundings with total clarity. The people who are able to use this superpower can even begin to predict the future. While peasants toil and complain about how god created the world with assigned roles for everyone, people with vision can assess in seconds all the variables that got that poor soul into its allotted position. These people might seem cold because they feel no pity, but I relate to them because I understand…How is it possible to feel pity for someone who is driving straight off a cliff and doesn’t turn? How can you feel pity for someone who breaks multiple laws and gets thrown into jail? How can you feel pity for someone who jumps from failed relationship to failed relationship and doesn’t rest in between?
Pity is for the ignorant and the unaware.
Now let’s talk about the opposite.
Steve Jobs saw the future before anyone else did. He vouched for upcoming technologies like no one else did, believed in them. Sometimes you even thought that he could see that place already existing…because it did. You might’ve heard stories about his brutality, his cruel and cutting remarks but what you probably haven’t heard about is his process of vision. If this process is navigated incorrectly, it might even seem like a curse.
The curse of vision begins from a young age when you recognize a problem that can be solved easily by yourself as a visionary. Then you start trying to help others just to be stopped at every corner. By unbelievers. By cockroaches who make money off of the lack of this solution. Conformists who are content with good enough. Maggots who eat off of the plate of society. Hoarders who fatten their treasuries while humanity devolves. It’s common to find these lowly creatures, you can recognize them by the language they employ.
“How will we profit from this? It hasn’t worked before. What makes it different now? You?! Change the world! Never! People don’t want that, it says so in our market research.”
The curse of the visionary is that he is always trying to save humanity from themselves.
Humans, when offered a product that will change the world, think about material things. How it will elevate the status of their family, bring in more wealth, get them a superior spouse, make them famous, etc.
Visionaries only see one thing…
The evolution of humanity and the betterment of the species.
And this can be painful, so, so, so, painful.
Once a visionary becomes bitter, he doesn’t see people anymore…he sees obstacles. If these obstacles refuse to remove themselves from the road, they will be obliterated, because in the eyes of the visionary they aren’t family heads or people, they aren’t fathers or daughters…they’re an affront to humanity itself. That is why visionaries become bitter and aggressive and tear into anyone that questions them. Steve jobs was defending humanity from their worst enemy…humanity itself.
A mind frozen by fear and corruption. By greed and conformism. By pride and ego. By lust and addiction. By envy and covetousness. By sloth and lack of faith. By control and the need for safety. By anger and violence.
I’ve been told to make my writings more marketable, to make my thoughts more digestible, to navigate people through the maze, all recommendations to appeal to the masses.
I’m done listening to things that got me nowhere.
This is a place only for heroes and gods, trainees who want to embark on the path towards higher success and mental clarity, towards enlightenment.
A man I respect deeply told me once that I didn’t have the makings of an author because my background wasn’t tragic. What could I possibly write about if I hadn’t lived through wars or concentration camps, my life was too peaceful…
I believed him.
Despite all my body screaming in anguish that this was the right path, despite all my cells revolting at the thought of being something else. I gave up and so, I waited…and waited…and waited. For someone to take up the mantle I refused to pick up. I watched people called world leaders make mistakes I would never make, watched guides talk about topics that I had more depth in, watched as unworthy individuals corrupted the youth.
Why isn’t anyone doing anything?!
And then my spirit told me something I already knew…
How could they possibly do something…if they can’t see the solution.
After a long and painful decade, I finally answered the call.
All of you reading this have a specific role that only you can see and fulfill. If you don’t step into it someone else will. Someone who is in it for the wrong reasons, who will corrupt your throne and your kingdom, who will take your future partner and riches and make a mess out of them. But all you need to know is that they can’t stand up to the rightful owner, that is…if the owner acts now and takes what is rightfully theirs.
Know that a warrior without vision isn’t a warrior. He’s a blind man.
