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25 Days of Blogging Day 9: Sticking To One Thing

The 25 Days of Blogging.  It’s like ABC’s Family 25 Days of Christmas, but 25% more vulgar and offensive like your drunk ass Uncle during your family reunions. 

Day 8

Jack of all trades yet a master of none.  An all-arounder. but he is never staying with just one thing. Skilled and involved in many trades and he has complete dominance in neither nor. He wears many hats but you can’t pinpoint his trademark head wear.

We might know this guy. He bounces form one project to another.  One day, he’s working on a blog.  The next, a podcast.  Next week he opens a successful online drop shipping business.  The following month he’s flipping old clothes online for profit.  Next year he is running an anime YouTube channel.  He’s all over the place. You can’t pin him down – and not in a good way.

After a while (may it be from burnout or multiple projects failing), he starts to slow down.  He backs off from YouTube and podcasting for the written word: blogging.  He ends his drop shipping business and focus on flipping clothes.  He has realized that sticking to one thing and direct complete focus onto a single field is the best choice.

Since he stop podcasting, he saw an mass increase in his blog traffic.  Ending his drop shipping business means he can focus on his clothing flipping business; netting him more income than his previous side hustle.  Overtime, he winds up becoming a master of the art of blogging.  Realizing he’s making more money blogging than flipping clothes, he stops selling used clothes online and become obsessed and dedicated to blogging alone.

When you stick to one thing alone, magic happens.  You’re not spread out; tiring yourself and burning out. People see you as a respected authority figure because you’re not juggling five different things.  You are netting yourself more attention with one project than multiple. Your audience won’t feel alienated or confused because you’re not playing the switch up game every day.  Your brand won’t have an identity crisis.    And, if done right, you’ll become the top 10% of your field.

Let’s use Son Goku of the Dragon Ball series as an example of mastery of one field.

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What mastery of one thing looks like

Goku sticks with only one thing: martial arts.  Since childhood, he spent every morning, afternoon, and night training his body, mind, and spirit through the combat arts. Nothing else.  Goku wakes up, trains, learn from masters, “protect” the world from bad guys, sleep, and repeats the process.  You’re not gonna see Goku playing the guitar with Kaori from Your Life in April.   He isn’t going to spread himself out by running a shady business on the dark web like that Devil Arcana guy from Persona 3.  He is obsessed with fighting and fighting alone. It’s why he can throw down with the best in the universe.

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On the flip side, sticking to one alone can grow stale if you’re not upgrading or reinventing yourself.  Eventually you will get bored.  You’ll hit a peak and struggle.   Your audience will want something new and leave you if you can’t provide anything fresh.  You want something new.  Therefore, you should branch out.  If you’re a blogger, perhaps branch out into the world of podcast after you spent years mastering the art of blogging.  If you’re a cosplayer, try entering the world of fashion. If you blog about anime start watching live action shows. If you never grew up watching classic shows, then you can talk about the shows you miss out thanks to your fresher mindset.

There’s nothing wrong with branching out.

Until next time

-Yuki The Snowman

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25 Days of Blogging Day 8: The Power of Going Out Alone

Spring 2015:

While I was still playing the violin on a serious level, I applied for a violinist position with the Colossalcon’s Symphonic Anime Orchestra. I figured that playing with an orchestra (may it be a professional or community orchestra) would be great for a musical resume.  Sent their orchestra director a few videos of me playing the violin, details of my skill level, and why I wanted to play with them.

A few days later, I received an e-mail from the orchestra director that I landed a violinist position with their orchestra.  Go me.  I relay the news to my friends whom were interested in going to Colossalcon. Initially, they were all interested in going.  We heard how legendary Colossalcon’s nightlife and party scene was, how the convention center double as a water park, and the vibe of the nerds  who ran the con (at the time) and the con-goers were chiller than most conventions (most anime conventions and anime nerds have a stick up their ass about partying and alcohol; Colossalcon don’t give a shit).   We got together and started to plan the trip.

Then, bullshit started to happen.
But, the bullshit was a silver lining.

My friends told me that they were low on money, so they couldn’t have the funds to go.  Their jobs wouldn’t let them off. The dates of the convention clashed with events planned prior.  Whatever.  . Perhaps this was the universe telling me I can’t rely on my friends and others forever.  Maybe the universe was giving me a sign that I need to leave  my comfort zone and experience the world – alone.

Thinking quickly, I went to the Collosalcon room share group to see if anyone had space in their room.  Found a guy named Martin whom had space in a suite with his family and friends.  Room space obtained.  Following that, I brought round trip Greyhound tickets to Sandusky, Ohio. Sixteen hours of hell both ways, but it was an amazing experience traveling alone either way.  Got the days off from my dickhead ass former boss. Finally, I counted down the days before I had to depart for my trip.

The day came.  Me, by myself, going alone to Sandusky.  Trust me: it was scary going alone. But, it was worth it at the end.  Up until then, I relied on my friends to travel with me outside of the St. Louis area.  I was too dependent on them.  However, I wouldn’t grow as a person until I learned how to travel and make moves as a solo act.

And you know what? It was the smartest move I made in and with my life.

Going to Colossalcon alone meant that I didn’t have to worry about somebody who lost their room key, therefore, making me drop whatever I was doing at the con and get them a new key.  I didn’t have to fear that my more awkward friends couldn’t control their awkwardness for longer than 15 seconds (I know it’s an anime con but being at your precious little weeaboo festival doesn’t mean that you should throw your social skills out of the window).   Didn’t have to stop a hot headed friend from fighting people because somebody hurt his pride.  I could do whatever whatever I pleased.

It was a peaceful con experience outside the drunk ass nerds wandering around the con.

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There’s power in going out alone.  It shows that you don’t rely on others to have a good time.  You are more than willing to make moves without approval or dependence of others.  People don’t hold you back. Moving freely around to bars, clubs, etc. gets easier.  You can come and go at your own time. Making new friends and connections is much easier. Yes, you do need at times to hang out with others.  Isolating yourself from others is dangerous.  You shouldn’t cut people out of your lives – especially your (good, true) friends.  There’s nothing honorable about being a loner.  Nobody will praise you for being alone. They might be inspired by you to going out alone one day, but don’t expect praise.

However, you can’t depend on others to have a good time.

Question: Have you ever gone to a club, bar, event, or social outing and you had to leave it early due to the stupidity of one friend?  I have.

One time in particular, I had to leave a bar an hour after being it.  A friend of mines had a little bit too much to drink prior to hitting the club with our crew.  I do not know what happened, but apparently, somebody checked him and put him in his place (he might have been hitting on somebody else’s girl knowing him). He got in his feelings and tried to fight a few people – only to get his ass beat and thrown out of the club.  If you’re riding solo, you don’t have to worry about a friend like that.

Going solo also means that you don’t have to deal with certain friends who have bad social anxiety disorder (translation: being a bitch disorder) flaring up because they’re too many people around in a place.  A few years ago, a friend and I went to a huge concert in the downtown area of my town.  Wanting to break away from him and do my own thing (meaning walk around, talk to people, and hit  a makeshift bar up), I separated myself from him.  If he needed me, I he could text me on my phone.  As I’m walking away from the large dance pit, I saw this dude following me – everywhere – like a lost dog.  I asked him why was he was following me abd he was like “Well, I can’t do large crowds. My anxiety gets bad when I’m alone with too many people.”

Want to learn how to overcome your social issues? Get out and be more social – alone.  I am not saying it’s easy. It fact, it’s never easy the first time. But, you gotta over it.  You can’t always roam around the world, let alone your hometown with friends forever.  Your friends have jobs, families, careers, and other things to worry about over you trying to convince them to hang out (I’m talking to you bitch made cowardly males and females who make passive aggressive statuses on Facebook over this topic). Do you know what will happen if you don’t get out into the world alone? You will grow up and bitter with others. You will be like the millions of the elderly in nursing home filled with regret and remorse for the actions they didn’t take in life; hating on others until the day you leave this earth.

Get out there. Explore the world – alone.

-Yuki The Snowman.

P.S.
Sorry for the super late post, a lack of a featured image, and grammatical errors. I overslept this morning due to going out last night by myself at a local bar.  I should have had taken a picture of me going out alone as the feature image.  lol whoops. Didn’t want to break this daily blogging streak.

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25 Days Of Blogging Day 7: Social Media: The New Age Drug

The 25 Days of Blogging.  Instead of cheesy lame Christmas movies you get superior knowledge and information form a drunk, Holiday hating Grinch.

(Day 6 and Part 1 of Social Media: The New Age Drug)

Facebook. Twitter. YouTube. Marijuana. Alcohol. Heroine.  What do they have in common?  Free, easy dopamine access and effects.  They give their users worthless, unearned highs.  Why put forth the effort and hard work for a natural high when you can net yourself an alternate that requires no work? Stick a needle to your arm. Press down on the syringe.  Let the drug flow through your veins.  Instant high. Instant dopamine. Repeat.  Stick your phone’s camera up to your face. Press down on the record button. Talk endlessly about a subject matter. Get likes.  Get comments. Instant high. Instant dopamine. Repeat.

One method is legal. The other is illegal. But, they’re still can be destructive.

Let’s do a few strange comparisons. Social media is the modern day drug house where hopeless, lifeless junkies gather; searching for their next high to escape their horrible reality. Instead of crack whores sucking on a crack pipe, you have physically beautiful, yet mentality vain and narcissistic young women sucking on phallic-like items for the attention of and validation from thirsty guys. Socially awkward depressed white nerds are your drug dealers who supply your memes they created in their drug houses (meme pages).  They get their follows hooked on their content and the followers can’t stop coming back for more.

(The difference is that real drug dealers have a social life, courage, and can get women – unlike meme page owners).

Such with illicit drugs, shares, likes, views, and comments make social media junkies feel better about himself or herself.  As soon as they hear a “ding!”go off or a bird tweet, you can bet that they will quickly reach for their device and see what content they posed got a like or a comment.  It’s worse if they run a popular page on Facebook or Instagram.  They can’t stop raving about the thousands they like generated a day. Nor will they won’t shut up about how many mindless zombie followers they obtained a month.

Fucking digital druggie e-hippies.

These digital and drug junkies love using these drugs as a means to deal and escape their problems. The lowly worker gets himself doped up before work to deal with their shitty boss.  The straight edge lowly social media whore recklessly rants about their boss on their page. Men get drunk at the local bar to cope with their horrible relationship with their wives.  Little boys go online to talk shit about their girlfriends.  It makes them feel good. The lowly worker doesn’t have the courage to tell their boss to fuck off, walk off the job, and become their own boss.  These boys and men don’t have the courage to cheat or their wives and girlfriends.

You can’t tell these addicts any different.  You try to say that their addiction is an issue and watch them go off the rails. “I can stop anytime I want to!  Just let me take this one last hit!” “I can get off Facebook at any time!  Just let me post one more sad selfie of myself for attention!”  They’re hooked! They feel the heat of withdraw.  They can’t stop going back.

Ever notice how both internet and drug junkies love talking down to others who aren’t addicted to the bullshit? To my straight edge readers: ever had a drinker or a weedhead shame you for not drinking or smoking?  Had it happened to a straight-edge associate of mines a few years back ago at an anime convention after party. Some drunken fat party weeaboo chick tried to shame him because he doesn’t drink and smoke.  She shoved a drink to his face, pressuring him to drink.  He knocked the drink away from his face and walked away: chest out, face up, back straight. The fat weeaboo chick went on a triad and left.

You tell somebody who’s addicted to their phone that you’re not on social media because it’s a waste of time and watch them go beserek.  “How can you not be on social media? You must have no friends! Nobody must like you! You’re so lame” No bitch. You’re the lame one with no friends. That’s why you’re on the fake world a.k.a social media. You would kill yourself if Facebook or Instagram shut down for good.

I’ll say this: Despite the condescending tone of this post (I’m highly aware of it) I’m not straight edge – nor am I totally against social media usage.  I enjoy drinking alcohol and smoking weed. Hell, I even do shrooms  from time-to-time. I’m on social media as well.  Just like I love connecting with old friends and family on social media and interacting with fellow nerds on my weeaboo page, I love drink a bottle of wine with a blunt on a side at the park after work.

But, everything in moderation.

Until next time

-Yuki The Snow Man

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25 Days of Blogging Day 5: Social Media: The New Age Drug (Part 1)

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I have a question for those who are 25+ of age: Do you remember a time when social media didn’t exist?  A time where cellphones were either comically massive or barely small enough to fit in your pocket? A time when cellphones could only browse on certain websites and do emails due to limitations. Performing a video chat on phones was merely a pipe dream that you only saw in futuristic sci-fi movies.  The internet existed, but it was limited to dial-up phone lines; no “invisible” WiFi connections. Limited to computers; not phones.

It was a time where the only means of talking with with others from across towns or across the globe online was through message boards, websites,  chat rooms, and emails.  That was our “social media”.  Our social commutations came from – wait for it – going outside and interacting with others.

We lacked technological distraction. In fact, using technology as a means to netted you the label of a social impaired nerd. If you wanted to talk reckless to somebody, you actually needed a pair of balls or ovaries to step up to a person you didn’t like and fight them (keyword: fight, not dox/swat or pull a gun and kill them on them on some bitch shit)

Then, the 2000s hit.

The 2000s brought along broadband internet connection (killing the dial-up game), the dot-com bubble burst, an everlasting slew of message boards, chat-rooms, and of course, social media. Computers and internet services became cheaper: increasing the ease of access for both items. Japanese electronics company Sony brought board band online gaming to the world in 2001 with the PlayStation 2.  Their Western competitor, Microsoft dropped XBOX Live in 2002. A year later, MySpace – one of the original social media websites launched followed by Facebook in 2004.

Within the first four years of the 2000s decades, the seeds of social networking where planted; paving the way for others companies to create their own social networks such as Bebo, Black Planet, and Gaia Online. Facebook of course, would grow into the innovating but social destructive juggernaut that would plague humanity today.

In unison, phone technology evolved with the internet, computer technology,  and social media. No longer were phones’ internet services were limited to only email a select few web pages.  Overtime, you could browse full web pages without flaunt.  You could chat with your friends using your phone’s camera (a feat only seen with computers’ webcams). Social media websites such as Facebook and Twitter created their own apps for phones. The  phones themselves became cheaper and more powerful; easing access for consumers – like their computer counterparts did years prior.

Here were things took a turn for the worse.

Let me say this: technology and social media are amazing tools – if they’re kept it as that: tools.  You use tools. You don’t let tools use you.   Alas, society has allowed itself to be used by these tools.  Social media was meant to connect people with friends, family, business prospects, consumers, et cetera. But, as I stated earlier, gaining access to these tools became easy. Too easy in fact (you simple, entry level smartphone from Net10 or Tracfone have social media apps).

People started to figure out a few things:

  1. The internet allowed them to paint a fictional story of their lives.
  2. Strangers and friends alike could like your content
  3. Social media is a highlight reel

When you combine those three, you create a dangerous issue for humanity.  Let’s be real: whenever we get a like or a comment on the content we created, we get a sense of joy (me included). And isn’t an one-time deal.  The more content you produce for social media, the more likely you will have people liking and commenting on it. This creates a near endless cycle of producing content for likes – may it be real or false.  The more likes you get, the more “happy” you are.

That’s a dopamine effect. You know, dopamine: the same chemical in your brain that reacts to drugs such as marijuana, coke, heroine, ketamine, etc. Social media is a drug; a legal drug at that. You don’t need to go to a shady black market dealer to get it.  Just need a device with internet connection and content to post.  And, as with any other drug, once the effects are gone, you need even more. Your next fix. The urges are stronger.  It’s hard to break away from the drug.

Ever notice when you aren’t getting likes and comments from people who think they should stroke your ego every chance you get when you post something? You feel angry, moody, and depressed.  So, you start to post even more mindless, pointless content in hopes that somebody will like your stupid stuff so you can get that high again.  You even start refreshing your page thinking that it will help. It’s like a druggie indulging in more drugs to get that dopamine fix again.

When that doesn’t work anymore, you feel empty. You feel empty so you go in search for something to fill the void. It becomes an addiction.

And addictions are dangerous.

Until next time,
-Yuki The SnowMan

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25 Days of Blogging Day 1: The Type of Isekai I Want To See

25 Days of Blogging: It’s like the 25 Days of Christmas, but without the cheesiness, horrible family members,  and holiday depression. 

If you know me, then you know thatI can’t stand isekai anime.  I hate the concept of a main character (or M.C.) gifted with immerse, god-like powers after being transported into a new world without working their ass off (to gain those powers).  The idea is tired, corny, goofy, and I don’t get nor understand why weeaboos enjoy that shit.

Well, I lied. I do understand why.  Isekai fanboys (and most anime fanboys) live horrible, bland, and uninspiring lives.  In the real world, they’re not shit. Nobody likes them. Nobody knows who they are. They will never be anything in life. They need (isekai) anime as a means to live vicariously through their fictional heroes’ adventures – it’s their only joy. Of course, once the isekai trend dies out, these nerds will wind up committing suicide because they will nothing to live for.

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Isekai fangirl jumps to her death

 

Now, despite my hatred towards isekai anime, I’ve discovered one that I’ve actually enjoy so far and another one that’s on my radar: Ascendance of a Bookwork and The Rising of the Shield Hero. Let’s start with Ascendance of a Bookwork first.

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Urano, the star of Ascendance of a Bookworm, was a young Japanese college woman who loved nothing more but sticking her nose behind as many books as possible. Her life dream was to travel the world’s largest libraries and document her findings of rare books held in these libraries. Urano was one step closer to achieving her dream (by obtaining her librarian certification) until she was killed in an earthquake (crushed to death by her massive collections of books). Near death, Urano prayed to God that in her next life that she would be able to continue her lifework.

Answering her prayers, God transported into a world full of books – but only for the wealthy elites.

Urano, now a sickly five-year-old white girl named Myne, has been reborn in the medieval ages.  She wakes in her new world to a disturbing discovery: there are no books. Worse, she doesn’t see anything that indicates a writing system. Myne starts to panic and break down.  Myne’s new mother walks into her room and asks her what’s wrong, in which Myne asks her if there’s any books around.

Myne’s new mom laughs at her and makes her upset.
She’s such a loving mother.

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Myne would later discover that books do exist in this new world, but only for those who can afford them (as her dad puts it: buying a book for her would cost the family’s entire income for the year).  Copying books is also an issue that she would also come to understand, as they must be copied by hand ; costing as much money as buying a new book. Despite these setbacks, Myne is determine to  not only read, but to learn the  new writing system of her world so she can create books for the commoners of the world.

She doesn’t want the rich elites to have the joy of reading alone.

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I admire Myne’s willpower and drive.  Rather than to bitch about her current situation, she seeks out solutions for her problems; even if it means pushing her sickly body to its limits to yield desired results.  While most isekai heroes are given unbelievable god-like powers in their new world to make living in that world easy, she is given nothing more but her raw imagination, wits, and determination. Hell, the girl she was reborn into almost died from a nasty fever. Her doctors told her parents that it would be a miracle that she lived. Worse, Myne lives in a world where many children don’t live past the age of seven – and Myne is five years old.

To say that the odds are stacked against her is a clear understatement.   But, that’s life.  There always will be certain odds stacked against you. You don’t ask nor beg for greatest.  Nobody is born with it.  You have to work your ass off year-after-year for greatness.  Myne’s on the path of working towards greatness (even if she might have a mana cheat code built into her, but that’s for another blog post).

*****

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I have yet to watch Rising of the Shield Hero.  I have the series downloaded on my computer (can’t wait for the easy moralist weebs to get on my case about that  calling me evil for bootlegging anime while they probably got loli hentai and other fucked up shit downloaded on their phones), but I haven’t gotten around to watching  it yet.  Here’s what I know about the series from what I’ve seen and read from spoiler reports, screenshots, and video snippets:

Protagonist Naofumi is summoned into another world with three other young men from parallel universes to become Cardinal Heroes. While the other heroes are given offensive weapons and support from the people of the kingdom, Naofumi is given a shield. He also has no public support: as he’s falsely accused of raping the kingdom princess,  Malty Melromarc  Bitch a.k.a Slut (who was once his sole supporter before robbing him of his gear and accusing him of rape).  Throughout the series, the cynical Naofumi must learn how to trust others; as well as work with the shield class’s limitations to not only become a legendary hero, but to clear his name.

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Again, like Myne (cool nice Myne not Bitch a.k.a Slut’s fake name), Naofumi is an isekai hero who isn’t overpowered nor was blessed with anything special. He must work his ass off in order to get what he  wants in his new world – even if it means playing dirty. He has to gain the public trust and prove his worth to a world that wants him humiliated and dead.

I want to see more and more isekai anime where main characters have all the odds stacked against them.  They don’t need any special superpower that makes him top or god-tier from the jump  I want to see the M.C. forced to adapt to his new world and be forced to work his ass off to get what he wants.

I wanna see an isekai where the MC is a lame ass cornball ass goofy ass dude who has no luck with women.  He gets mocked for his horrible taste in fashion. Nobody wants to fuck with him due to his low social standing.  He dies in an accident and while he’s dying, he makes a wish that in his next life, he’s reborn into a man that’s fly. A man that all the women want. A man that has high social status.

And he gets that wish.
But, he has to work for want he wants.

In this new world, he is still the lame ass cornball ass goofy ass man that no woman wants.  After living in this world with anger and bitterness towards it, he realizes the only way he can get what he wants is to put forth the work. First, he figures out a way to make a lot of money through learning new skills through different trades.  Once he gets the money, he gets the power. Money + Power = High social status and respect.  High social status and respect = women (Yes, that was a Scarface reference).

Do you know how many male otaku isekai loving idiots would get inspired by an isekai anime like that? Do you know how many of them would want to be like that guy in the made-up isekai anime I just broke down that I know somebody will steal from me, turn into a light novel that will be adapted into an successful anime and never give me credit for it? Jokes aside, that’s the isekai we need in the world.

Stop with this power fantasy shit in iskeai.
It’s getting old.

-Until next time,
Yuki The Snowman.

 

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