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Dearest brother Mitchell.   I mean to tell you that your selfishness and stupidity knows no bounds. Here’s a picture of us when we were young — who’d have thought one of us would grow up to be such a narcissist, such a self-serving twat. What do you mean ‘who?’   Fine then, I’ll spell it out for you. Where will I begin? At the start then, because I don’t know how much you don’t know, and I can only hope that I get something very important through to you with this letter.   So let’s see… the start. Oh yes. Well, you are second born

The Student said,   Speak to me of existence. For this world is deceptive — in every corner dances a different shadow of what to pursue, what to follow.   And the Doorman said,   Here I stand on the shoulders of giants, for it is not I, but many before me who pointed out that existence is essentially playful. There is no necessity for it whatsoever.   It is like music or theatre. The whole purpose of it is simply to be enjoyed, to engage others, and to stimulate them. It is an experience. In one way of thinking, music, theatre and art are not essential —

I had a crushing existential crisis recently…   Don’t worry, I managed to dig myself out of it. Not only that, but I think I can reduce its occurrence in future. This experience is not just ‘feeling down’ — it’s a completely undocumented illness that plagues the modern world called the Existential Flu.   What’s the Existential Flu? When your thinking is invaded by negative questions, self-doubt, low self-belief, a sense of meaninglessness, fuzzy-thinking, frustration for life and… well, that feeling of being hopelessly lost.   These thoughts are not accurate, they don’t reflect your reality or progress in life — they are an invasion.

Rosebud whispers the croaky old voice.   A snowball drops and shatters, and Charles Foster Kane, the media tycoon turned failed politician dies a lonely old man in his Xanadu Mansion.   Citizen Kane   This is the genesis point of the storyline in Orson Welles’ 1942 masterpiece Citizen Kane. A reporter is investigating the meaning of this ‘Rosebud’, trying to unpack what the dying word of this noteworthy media figure might have meant.   Through this journey he learns Charles’ story — a boy born into a poor family, who was sold to a rich businessman to be raised and given a fortune once he came of

Galileo Galilei spent the end of his life under house arrest, after violating the belief system of his time.   The Roman Catholic Church imprisoned him as retribution for his scientific findings of heliocentrism — that the earth revolved around the sun.   It defied what people at the time believed.   I write of The Eiffel Tower Principle — the historic landmark also faced kickback and criticism from the French community who couldn't forsee what a wonderful gift it would be. I use this example to break down how and why people resist innovation at first.   It took Einstein years to have his ideas adopted. In

I never had a 'career freak out' at any stage of my life, so it's hard to empathise with others who do.   The closest I ever came was my time at uni and my time in real estate, where I knew I wasn't doing the most with my time, wasn't doing the thing that made me come alive — but I had a vague idea of what that other 'thing' was on both occasions.   When I was studying at uni, I knew I should have been doing more filmmaking.   When I was focused on real estate, I had a sense something that exposed

Don't thank me.   The magic comes from the people who are in the Room.   Not the person who Opens the Door.   One Thing.   The business books tell you to focus on one thing, and to become world class at it.   To the business books I say, my physiotherapist wanted me to do rehab for half and hour each day on my ankle.   The problem is, that's too much time to give to my ankle. I have a life to live.   In the same way, the focus of my life cannot be to develop myself into a product with high market value. I was not designed for the

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