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God Gave You the Vision, Not the Audience

 I walk up this morning and realised something. There is something sacred about building in silence. No applause, no funding, no retweets. Just  You and the dream you believe in. Just you yourself focused on the mission of building something that you believe in. 

There are people in the background building the future and the difference. Not the ones in the tiktoks, not the ones in the billboards. But the ones writing code after class, the ones writing at night, the ones drawing lab diagrams at midnight, the ones turning plastic wastes into prosthetics, the ones innovating in the midst of no hope. Those are the people building the future. The ones making a difference that is not yet seen to the world. 

From personal experience, I have realised that success and recognition does not come immediately. so what? 

Build anyways

Sometimes your vision will sound absurd to others especially when you come from a place where dreams are caged by circumstance. So you get doubted a lot by people, which is meant to keep you down where you are and to discourage you and to bring you back to reality of who you are. Limiting you to the verson of you that is fixed in their heads. 

Today, I coded more, wrote business plans, made a prototype of that engineering innovation still being built. Drafted blueprints for a decentralized genomic database. Took a break and wrote this.

Because one day, someone will say:
"How did you do it?"
And I’ll smile.
"I just kept building, even when no one clapped."

If you are reading this:

  • Keep the vision alive
  • keep innovating
  • Keep building 
  • Do that experiment
  • Execute that business idea
If you feel like giving up to feel welcomed by people, remember this:

The child who is not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth

And above all, do it not for the crawd but the calling that keeps burning in you.

Jimmy X

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