Disclaimer: This was a draft I had composed before getting enlightened, never got to finish it. When I was 18 and younger, It was the age fantasy for me. I used to spend most of my time playing videogames and real-live RPGs, as a way to escape reality and survive adolescence. From when I was 18 till I was 25 was in the age of exploration. I had learned there were 200 countries out…"What I learned about money, work and entrepreneurship"
Today I ate an arepa. Good for me, right? How is that newsworthy, you may be asking. It’s not, it’s what happened after I ate it which is somehow worth writing about. But first, some quick unrelated facts you should know to understand the situation: I live in a city in Ecuador where there are many Venezuelans who recently escaped and tried to start their some businesses here. The arepa I ate was $1 while…"If you can do it, do it. If you can’t do it, teach it."
In the last post, I talked about the details of how I got my books published, in this one I will talk about the road that took me there. My first “business venture” was in Berlin in the year 2007. It was really difficult to get a job there without speaking perfect German, so a friend and I set to collect empty bottles from the parks and what not, it was something like 20 cents…"My personal road to entrepreneurship"
Ok, so you decided you had enough of this place and need to move on with your life. Life is about learning and you have already learned all you needed to learn from this place, there’s nothing else for you here and it’s time to leave for good. You may come back or you may not, the good thing about burning your bridges is that it allows space for new things, opportunities and experiences to…"How to leave for good"
I met some North American friends the other day that are still quite new to Taiwan, and they couldn’t stop laughing when I told them Taiwanese people always ask me about my visa status. Young and old people alike they are like really interested to know what visa foreigners have. At the beginning, I didn’t understand why they were laughing, because after some years in Asia I just got used to people asking about that, in…"What’s your visa?"
I met some North American friends the other day that are still quite new to Taiwan, and they couldn’t stop laughing when I told them Taiwanese people always ask me about my visa status. Young and old people alike they are like really interested to know what visa foreigners have. At the beginning, I didn’t understand why they were laughing, because after some years in Asia I just got used to people asking about that, in…"What's your visa?"
Today I was sitting in the park enjoying a relaxing day when a guy comes and starts smoking his cigarette near me while blowing the smoke in my direction of course. It’s not the first time, and it’s not because I’m in Asia. Of course in Asia, everything gets intensified because there are more people, but I’ve been having that problem pretty much all my life everywhere. Same happens when I ride my bicycle every…"Your government is bad and you should feel bad"
Bruno: Almost 28 and still don’t know who am I. Friend: I know who you are. Bruno: Tell me. Friend: You’re that guy who posts all the tentacle porn in 4chan. Bruno: You mean hentai? Friend: And you’re the one who’s afraid of relationships, afraid of the police, afraid of governments and afraid of showing your feelings. Bruno: You sure about that? Friend: Yes, and you’re that guy who goes to Mc Donalds and steals…"Who am I?"
Most people I meet, usually ask me how do I make money, or how do I make a living, the answer will vary, depending on the person and the situation. Depending on their ability to think outside the box, their ability to understand or interpreting new ideas, or depending if they seem to be ready or not to understand that things may not be the way they’ve been told they are. And many times they ask…"About finances"
Remember that episode of Friends when Rachel, Phoebe and Joey, tried to explain to Ross, Monica and Chandler that they didn’t have as much money as them, and they get dragged to this fancy restaurant and they can only order a salad and a glass of water. Because they always have to go “somewhere nice”. That’s how I feel! Not everywhere, of course, this usually happens to me in Singapore, Japan, Australia and Korea, because there…"I'll take the green salad"