Long periods of time are spent blocking and tackling and going through the motions.
Short periods of time can change your life.
Think slow, work fast.
A thread on entrepreneurship and what folks don't understand about opportunity.
Long periods of time are spent blocking and tackling and going through the motions.
Short periods of time can change your life.
But...
When the opportunity arose and they seized it.
They seized an opportunity and did work over a short period of time and they harvest the fruit for years or generations.
You see the gazelle in the field. You chase and tackle the gazelle. And you bring it back to camp and feed your family.
Then you lay on a rock for a few days.
Chances to chase that gazelle in the field.
Enough chances where even if you miss it, you gain the knowledge to know how to get it home next time.
Owners keep you sprinting and sprinting and sprinting.
And when you don't catch anything...
They give you just enough of what someone else caught to keep you from starving so you can hunt again tomorrow.
You hand it off to someone else.
And they give you just enough to keep you from starving so you can hunt again tomorrow.
So you spend a lot of time hunting and not very much time sitting on a rock.
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