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So please read for yourself what he had to tell us. | So please read for yourself what he had to tell us. | ||
== The first == | |||
The following lines will hopefully enlighten all of you about that memorable and special day in the height of summer of the previous year. The day when everything began and the day when everything ended. The day when everything fell into place and the day when one thing finally led to another. | |||
So this little booklet is a gift for you. Simply accept this gift. Just let go. Provided you accept this gift, I already ask you to note that it becomes an obligation. | |||
I see you hesitate? This book can become the greatest adventure you have ever experienced. This book is the highest thought and speech that has ever been conceived. This book had to be written. Be aware of that. After you turn this page now, the world will be different. Let's go! | |||
== The possible == | |||
The Possible. | |||
Not long ago, a clear night sky full of twinkling stars watched over everything. But now waves are crashing against the ship's hull. A roaring storm rocked the ship. Rain pelted the deck. Loud cries. Pillows. Sensations. Legs. | |||
The dark images of the dream, the excitement and tension slowly gave way to a cozy and heavy feeling. The more the fluffy pillow and the warm, snug blanket became palpable, the more the clouds of the previous experience drifted by. Thoughts began to form slowly and hesitantly. | |||
I like living in this city. But for some time now, I have become increasingly skeptical. Something is not right. | |||
Why can't we achieve what is possible? | |||
Essentially, that was the question around which my attention was increasingly circling like a lonely eagle. The days passed more and more laboriously. At the same time, through numerous observations, it became increasingly obvious to me that out of fear, we did not consider the infinite possibilities. This realization became my base camp. After a few days, I was adequately acclimatized for my first summit ascent. The summit of the problem was an answer to the question: | |||
How can culture change in a way that we achieve what is possible? | |||
People create culture. The goal must therefore be to equip engineers, programmers, designers, in short, all creators, with better tools. The goal must be to give them a tool to break away from the familiar, the trusted, and the cozy but always the same, and to dive into the new, the unfamiliar, the magnificently different. The goal must be to build a tool that ignites their creativity. A tool with which they produce many more and much bigger ideas. That was the summit. Days and weeks passed again. | |||
Ideas are descendants of ideas. So, in the first step, it was important to catalog and make conscious the repertoire of every creator, and then to celebrate a big party with all the ideas, in the hope that as many as possible would come together. A software is therefore the summit. A machine that takes in information and helps generate offspring from the absorbed ideas. | |||
After this idea was born, I didn't hesitate for a second and did everything to connect this idea with action and realize it. | |||
Together with a few experts, we worked day and night on algorithms. The further we progressed, the faster it went. We already used this software for our own small problems and found new solutions with it. This was an instructive path, and it was a steep mountain. But it was not the highest mountain. | |||
Therefore, I decided to keep going. | |||
Read it for yourself. | |||
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