Month: October 2025

Without the noise, what do you think of yourself?

Without worrying about what you think people want of you, how would you behave?

Would you start to act in your own best interest?

What would you actually really like to do? How would you like to do it? Who would you like to work with?

With so much panic and frantic activity, are you actually conscious and living your own life or simply being reactive?

Who are YOU?

What is YOUR mission?

Are you actually living your own life?

I tweeted yesterday “A reminder that celebrations are one day, not entire months. This month, Halloween falls on 31st October, that’s it.”

We can’t wait anymore.

People will say the trouble with delayed gratification is that it takes too long.

People will start posting pictures of pumpkins on the 1st October, they will post Christmas pictures in November (or even earlier).

There’s a race about it, also a wishing away of life. 

We cannot sit still.

We won’t smell the roses.

We cannot steady ourselves out of guilt or whatever.

Always, always, always got to be doing something. Frantic!

And I’ve seen so much hustle-bro mentality. They always end up getting ill then comes the crash of the high-low cycle. 

Remember the tale of the tortoise and the hare, it has actually been replicated in ‘real life’ – there’s a lesson in. Time we listen.

In the Age of Attention, He who shouts loudest wins. Often it doesn’t even matter is he is right or wrong, He’s just the most heard and He’s converting the likes and retweets for money a lot of the time.

Not much substance to it though.

I’m not bothered about being famous, I’ve actually experienced it to some degree and it means you have no privacy, everyone wants something out of you but rarely returns the favour.

They’re so often trying to prove some kind of point, make sure what they need to say lands and then they’re gone. That’s happened a lot to me too because I haven’t stood up for myself or because I’ve perpetuated situationships for too long when I could have just walked away.

I find most conversations tiresome these days as it’s frequently being talked at rather than spoken with.

It’s why I’m curating my life to make sure the relationships I’m in work for me as well as the other person – Win-Win!

At various stages of my life, I’ve doubted my sanity, wondered if I am totally mad. I know, of course, that there’s nothing wrong with me, many have asked me “how do you know that?”

Observation

Immersion

Curiosity

I remember working in the centre of London and people would call to ask for directions to the office I worked in and my colleague would often remark “how do you know the street names, Martin? I have no idea.”

Well, I went out for walks at lunch time. Wherever I am, I like to be there, not letting the world pass me by. And also, wherever I am, I love to do things that are relevant to that place – walking around the countryside of my birth as an adult is an incredible privilege, it invigorates me!

To me, intelligence is about making connections – connections that the majority fail to see. It means I can predict things that others can’t, it means being misunderstood and, with many, resented. I’ve experienced this a lot! It’s why now I am physically and psychologically isolated. Have been for a long time in fact. Increasingly, however, I see this as a necessary stage of my development. I’m embracing it.

People will think what they’ll think – I don’t believe in forcing my views on people or hoping they will believe/act in a way that suits me, if I want particular treatment, I ask for it, that’s the only way.

It’s very much a watch this space stance I’m taking, dealing with things as they arise but going into every situation standing up for myself.

We live under several states of programming. One of them is linear time.

Wouldn’t it be so convenient that we had a clear, neat and totally objective view of history? This happened then that happened, which caused this to occur, which lead to the next valid stage. No, no, no. Sorry. Can’t do it.

We want a clear-line progression, simple, unambiguous but we know it’s a pipe-dream.

When we require, or even just request, that patience be baked into the mix, we react like children – I want it NOW! Immediately if not sooner! But you miss the point.

In rushing around, in being in such a frantic hurry, we miss the special, the rare, the subtle. Wolfing food down, not tasting every flavour, seeing it only as fuel, it abandons the spiritual state of life and shuns the opportunity to be grateful.

To me, peacefulness is not just a state but, increasingly, an approach. I find myself racing when out on my walks, sometimes I slow the pace, sometimes, I radically stop and take in my surroundings. I smell the aromas, I admire tree branches, gaze fondly at clouds, appreciate the bird song, the rustling of leaves as badgers and squirrels rummage through the undergrowth.

There are a million details at every step and we miss them – and it’s a chance to appreciate beauty as well as be inspired.

We live in an incredible world.

Slowing down, not seeing time as a line but as many circles bouncing off each other and us at the centre enjoying the interconnectedness of it all is a privilege we have access to.

Wanna take a ride?

Oh the ego wants excuses!

It’s not possible there’s a positive here, there’s no advantage there! Much easier to be hard-done-by than a responsible adult!

Believe me, I am not standing here saying I am perfectly autonomous, that I am wholly without procrastination or doubt. No, no.

I’m just as fucked up as the next chap, maybe more so, maybe less. I don’t know.

I’m figuring things out as I go.

I was inspired for this post by a mutual follower commenting on a doctor whose circumstances were greatly affected by speaking out during ‘COVID’. Regrettable, maybe yes but it occurred to me, yeah, he does get hero status though. 

Perhaps the hardships are worthy of an elevated position in this world?