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Red-tailed hawks

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In recent years,  I was deeply pessimistic about life.   The more I explored my inner spiritual world, the more I felt that the unknown margins of the world were disappearing.  However, an event occurred that completely changed everything. By intuition, I visited Calgary, Canada. In the early morning, I was walking along a path surrounded by majestic nature and beautiful houses. Suddenly, three hawks with large wings flew toward me. They were red-tailed hawks. Their flight was strikingly beautiful and graceful. Two of them perched on the roof of a nearby house, watching me intently, while the third circled above my head, gliding as if trying to convey something. It lingered for quite some time—perhaps around ten minutes, by my estimation. As if imparting some wisdom to me. It was such an unusual sight that nearby residents and their children opened their windows to watch me. An old woman walking near me said to me, "That bird is a symbol of wisdom. You have bee...

My Calling

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  On a whim, I visited the UK. As I was walking through a beautiful town, I was unexpectedly approached by an elderly Japanese couple. “You radiate an incredible energy,” they told me. Over dinner with them, our conversation drifted from the fact that I am developing a nuclear fusion rocket in the United States, to my efforts to release my own attachments and fears, to the way I try to move with the natural flow, create miracles, and maintain a sense of connection with the universe. We spoke of how the universe within the mind shapes the universe in reality. As we talked, I quickly came to understand the traumas and attachments they had carried for years—and that they still could not completely let go, leaving them with lingering regrets. I shared many things with them, but in the end, I told them: “Someone like me will release the attachments, fears, and pains for people like you. So please, rest easy.” As we parted ways, they said to me, “You are salvation.” In that mome...

Fear

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  I barely attended university.  Because truth is not something given to us by someone else, but something that wells up from within ourselves. At 18, I touched a computer seriously for the first time, and for the next two years, I was consumed by personal projects. Looking back now, I realize what drove me was fear.  I was fiercely competitive, vain, and constantly aggressive.  I obsessed over scores—and, for better or worse, I had the ability to achieve them.  I fixated on technology and capitalism as a way to justify my aggression. At 18, the crypto media outlet I founded took off, earning me more money than I could have imagined at my age.  At 19, I joined a startup as a founding member, and within a year it was acquired by a publicly listed company. Yet, despite the praise from others, I couldn’t praise myself.  Every time an investor told me they wanted to invest, a hollow pit opened in my stomach.  All I could do was raise my “score” ...