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The Farmer & The Seed

3 Thoughts

I.

A pattern I’ve noticed in the people who make things happen: speed.

They don’t overthink, overplan, or wait for the perfect moment. They move. They go from idea to action in the time it takes most to write a first draft of their plan. While others are debating, researching, or hesitating, they’re already learning, adjusting, and making progress.

Success doesn’t go to the person who had the best idea. It goes to the one who actually did something about it.

II.

“Make things you wish existed” is underrated advice.

III.

Isn’t this what you asked for? You asked for growth, so life gave you discomfort. You asked for success, so it demanded sacrifice. You can’t have one without the other. More opportunity means more responsibility. More ambition means less free time. Every choice comes with a cost. You can’t chase a dream and cling to your old life. You can’t ask for greatness and expect ease. So when the weight feels heavy, when the sacrifices stack up, remember: This isn’t punishment. This is the price.

2 Quotes

I.

“AI is like steroids. It can speed up the process, but you still have to go to the gym and practice the fundamentals. You have to suffer.” — Sahil Lavingia

II.

Bill Gates was obsessed:

1 Game-Changing Idea: The Young Man and the Seed

The young man knelt in his yard, staring at the patch of earth where he had planted the seed weeks ago. He had done everything right—watered it daily, cleared away weeds, loosened the soil. And yet, nothing.

Each morning, he ran outside, expecting to see the first sprout. And each morning, the dirt remained undisturbed.

His patience wore thin. He watered more. He prodded the soil with his fingers, checking if the seed had even begun to break. He spoke to it, cursed at it, pleaded with it.

Still, nothing.

One afternoon, his neighbor, an old farmer, leaned over the fence and watched as the young man scowled at the ground.

"You keep looking at that dirt like it owes you something," the farmer said.

The young man exhaled sharply. "I planted a seed. I’ve given it everything. Water, sunlight, care. But it refuses to grow."

The farmer chewed on a blade of wheat. "And?"

"And I don’t know what else to do."

The farmer nodded toward his own fields, golden and swaying in the wind. "First time I planted a crop, I dug up the soil every few days, checking to see if the roots had taken. Never got a single sprout."

The young man frowned. "So what did you do?"

The farmer smiled. "I learned to trust the seed."

The young man looked at his barren patch, then back at the farmer’s thriving fields.

"You don’t plant a seed and demand it to grow," the farmer continued. "You don’t yank at the roots to hurry it along. Some things take time. The day you plant the seed is not the day you reap the fruit."

The young man was quiet for a long time. Then, for the first time, he let the sun warm the soil without disturbing it. He stepped back from the patch of earth—not because he had given up, but because he finally understood.

Beneath the surface, the seed was already doing what it was meant to do.

Until next week,
Jay “Trust The Seed” Yang

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