When I was 6, I thought, “I can do that too.”

When I was 15, I thought, “I can do that too.”

When I was 27, I thought, “I can do that too!”

And the whole time I could write better, paint better, sing better, and make better ramen, I never understood why I was never “discovered.”

If you are working your ass off, you are sacrificing sleep for your dreams, if you are eating ramen and sleeping on a couch trying to get yourself discovered, You can stop now. Just get a job and get married and pop out 2.3 kids and buy pants that are three sizes bigger then you wear now. Because you are just not going to get discovered.

I was told this once from a wise old man. I wanted to kill him. Too bad he was a kung fu master. The only thing he ever told me about success and talent and luck and opportunity was, “Just keep placticing!”

I’m not telling you can’t realize your dreams. What I’m telling you is what my old kung fu master didn’t have to. Since I’m not as pithy as he was, I’ll elaborate.

You can indeed realize all of your dreams. And the funny thing is that people less talented, less beautiful, less smart, although maybe not less hard working are currently living your dream.

There is a simple reason they are living the dream you are not. It’s the invisible stuff you don’t see.

There is a simple reason they are living the dream you are not. It’s the invisible stuff you don’t see. They have what you don’t have.

What you don’t see is that publishers don’t make the author. Producers don’t make the actor. The labels don’t make the musician.

It’s actually the opposite. If you think for a moment that Amazon.com made Hugh McLeod a best selling author of “Ignore Everybody“, “Just keep placticing!”

Notice how many loyal followers and friends he had before he publised his book.

Now, notice why… notice the date. He’s been at this for five years now.

So if you still hate the world for not recognizing your genius and talent, realize that the publisher does not make the author. The producer does not make the actor, the label does not make the rock star. You do not either. Nor does your work. What makes it all happen are the people who have been supporting you all along.

So now, “Just keep placticing.”

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