Much of my life has been devoted on how to find shortcuts,
workarounds, solve unsolvable puzzles, and basically “cheat” my
way ahead of the herd. Like keeping costs low without looking cheap
--a fine line to walk. Smart people always feel they are cheating
since they don't do things the conventional way, therefore, it must
be “cheating.” A mental trap. What seems obvious to the gifted is
unnoticed by the ordinary. “Heightened awareness of possibilities”
might be a better label.
Improvisation
is an important part of my “cheating” process. You must do things
differently and actually analyze what is the minimum necessary and
what is not useful at all. Where is the “sweet spot?” What is the
risk? “Stop doing a thing” is sometimes more important than doing
the wrong thing over and over. I hate waste.
Yet, I've been wasteful
at times chasing manic butterflies. Lots of remorse about these
failed experiments. Such is life. Fortunately, most people have
forgiven me or forgotten the failure because I'm successful and
grow more than I've lost. And, I don't preach failure as a good path.
I change instead. This I think would be a form of wisdom. Learning
from stupidity, I stay ahead of the game. But losses haunt me
frequently. I fear losses. And when they happen, I personally torture
myself for them more than anyone. Shall I blame my parents? No. I'm a
grown man. This is obviously something I choose to do for some inbred
compulsive reason: the drive to create.
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