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The Goal Of Thy Enemy
I believe that every leader should study war theory... Not because I'm an advocate for war... I believe that war should be avoided and only used as a last resort in situations where the opposition refuses to see the world in alternative ways...
By Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, DFM, DHM, DAS (hc)a day ago in Motivation
Why Being Liked is Overrated and Self-Respect is Everything
For a long time, I thought being liked was the goal. If people were comfortable around me, I felt successful. If no one was upset with me, I felt safe. If I could smooth things over, stay agreeable, and avoid conflict, I believed I was doing something right.
By Stacy Valentinea day ago in Motivation
Hope Is Heavy When You Carry It Alone
Hope isn’t a spark. It isn’t a light that lifts you off your feet. It is a weight. A stubborn, unyielding burden that presses against your shoulders whether you want it or not. I learned this early, in small doses at first—little moments that should have been easy, but weren’t.
By Luna Vani2 days ago in Motivation
Do Humans Repeat Their Pain Unaware?
“You are supposed to be my best friend!” Lyla’s anger exploded at the restaurant where they were having lunch, after receiving a text informing her that Katoya’s company couldn’t hire her for the part-time position she wanted.
By Annelise Lords 2 days ago in Motivation
What If Reality Has Layers We Rarely Name
Most of the time, life is navigated as though everything that matters is already visible. We respond to what happens, explain what we can see, and make sense of events based on what appears most immediate. This approach feels grounded and practical. It keeps reality manageable. But it also raises a quiet question that rarely gets explored directly: what if the most influential parts of reality are not the ones we notice first.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast3 days ago in Motivation
Small Steps to Unstoppable Momentum
I couldn't even walk to my mailbox. That's how bad it had gotten. Depression had wrapped itself around me like a heavy blanket, and getting out of bed felt like climbing a mountain. The mailbox—fifty feet from my front door—might as well have been on another planet.
By Fazal Hadi3 days ago in Motivation
