I found myself wondering if he was being disingenuous or… just selling.

And then I realised it meant the same thing.

 

It’s often the same thing

You sell your stuff to someone, you sell yourself to others…

Before you know it you lose track of which part of you is for sale and which is not

Which part of you is designed to get something, then discarded, and which part of you is still genuine, still remembering the times when you needn’t anybodies approval or anything from others to feel good about yourself. With yourself.

 

Perhaps it’s time to stop selling.

Perhaps you sell too much.

 

Selling is not evil, obviously. But the selling-culture, self-promotion-culture — it can lead astray. You must be very intelligent not to lose your own values, your own identity, in the scramble for wordly recognition.

 

I had seen this selling-thing turn people into caricatures of themselves. I think this is a loss.

Again, I am not criticising self-promotion, not criticising persistence in realising one’s vision and sharing it with the world.

It’s just that I noticed that the vision becomes secondary – and the desire for recognition takes the reign.

At the end there is no vision left. Only this stupid scramble for power.

 

Choose yourself. At the start, in the middle, and at the end.