Less is More. Always.

Pouring with rain. Bike out earlier, I cycled around the nature reserves near the house here in BlasVegas (e.g. Blackpool). And felt free. I love that feeling. It comes when we’re in nature, immersed in the elements and everything is stripped back to simplicity. I could cycle naked and probably feel even more alive, but the saddle rash would be a nasty after-effect.

Less is more.

As a magician, if I performed one piece of magic to you as a stranger, it would have a powerful effect. But what if I then did another? And a third? Maybe even a whole sequence of magic tricks? Guess what, you’d grow bored and I would weaken the impact of the first magic experience created just for you, in that moment.

Less is more.

I have gifted so many books. Thrown the TV away years ago. Learned a lot from managing the Shaolin Warriors UK. The less material possessions I have, the less stressed and cluttered my life becomes.

Less is more.

And I could write on with many more examples. But guess what?

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