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Blood in your veins
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“When you understand that every opinion is a vision loaded with personal history, you will begin to understand that all judgment is a confession.” – Nikola Tesla Note that sentence. Do it by hand. Yes, in a piece of paper. Have it next to your screen, desk, or whatever. Read it every day. and every time a stupid shows you his stupidity through his month. If that sentence does not make you jump out of your chair to do something productive... you simply have no blood in your veins. That's all for today.
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