Shout your dreams to the world.

How is anyone going to know what you want to do if you don’t tell them? How is anyone going to help you reach your dreams if you don’t share them?
How will you ever have the courage to do that thing that you can’t stop thinking about, that you know you’re meant to do, if you don’t have the guts to be honest about it?

I believe in shouting my dreams to the world, because that’s how you find opportunities and people and the chance to make your dreams happen. I honestly think that if you want to do something with your life, you might as well share it around.

I like to tell people what I’m working on, because it’ll make me too fucking embarrassed to quit.

This works for me. I try and tell so many people about the goals or the projects that I’ve got on the line, that I would be ashamed to tell them if I give up.

You have no idea how powerful that can be. The urge to quit is strong in everyone, and it’s strong no matter how hard we’re working or how well we’re doing. The urge to quit wakes us up in the middle of the night in a panic, even if we’re gunning for it with everything we’ve got.

When you’ve got everyone you know keeping you accountable just by being aware of your projects, there’s so much going against you if you quit, that you might never bring yourself to give up.

I like to tell people what I’m working on, because people generally want to help.

I’m a big believer in humanity. We’re not the worst thing that ever happened, and there’s a lot that we do which is honestly pretty selfless. In my experience, when you ask for help, there’s always at least one person who wants to give it.

I like to tell people what I’m working on because it gives them the opportunity to help me out, and if I know one thing about people, it’s that the good ones are always looking for a reason to help, or a chance to help.

When I share what I’m working on with the people I know, when I email them and say hey, this is a blog or a product or a dream that really matters to me, I find they’re not only very receptive, but if there’s any way at all they can contribute, they’ll find it.

People are good. I want to give them a chance to show it. That’s why I share my dreams.

I like to tell people what I’m working on, because I want to show where I fail.

I don’t see any reason to hide my failures away. I mean, they’re just examples of times where I learned a tough fucking lesson and grew as a person. If I’m open about the projects or the dreams that matter to me, it means I’ve got to be open about how they end. That’s gold.

I’m a guy who fails more than he wins. I own that, I embrace that. I lean into it. I fail fast, I fail forward and I never stop moving. When I’m keeping people aware of what I want to do, even if the chance of it happening is shockingly remote, it means I’m obliged to announce their demise, too.

This gives the people who follow me an example of what it looks like to accept that something’s not working. It shows that everyone goes through ups and downs, and everyone fucks up and falls over from time to time. When I was younger, I believed that failing was something to avoid at all costs, and I crashed and burned because of that. If I can help at least one person avoid that, I’ll be happy.

I like to tell people what I’m working on, because I’ve got no problem being laughed at.

It’s true. I’ve been laughed at a lot. I’ve been laughed off stage in the middle of a performance, and I’ve been laughed at for stammering and lisping when I was trying to do public speaking. I’ve been laughed at for not building scalable tech products over content and lifestyle businesses, and I’ve been laughed at for caring as much about writing experimental music as I care about startups.

Over time, I’ve started to use that laughter as fuel to drive me. I burn it, and it pushes me forward. When I share my dreams, I don’t fear being mocked for them. If people want to mock me, they can go right ahead and do it. It’s not going to stop me.

I’m a stubborn motherfucker. I was born that way, I was raised that way, and I’ll die that way. I’m stubborn because I won’t quit just because someone thinks I’m not going to make it, or because someone thinks my dreams are stupid.

Stubborn people change the world. Believe me.

So what am I working on? I’m working on a lot of things. I’m building a tech product. I’m building a streetwear blog and brand called Get Mean — — I’m working for a lot of startups, and I’m on a couple of boards.

I want to make more music, I want to build a content business, but my biggest dream is to work in a VC firm and help founders turn their businesses into companies that dent the universe.

I want to take on a CMO role at a company I believe in, and I want to build video games and coach a sports team, and write a book.

I want to turn Hi, My Name Is Jon into a global content platform. I want to do the same with The Voidist. I want to draw comic books and manage bands and release records.

Do all of these dreams make sense? Are they all cohesive? Fuck no. They’re a bunch of crazy ideas that I can’t get out of my head, but I know I’d regret not chasing them with everything I’ve got.

And I believe in talking about them, no matter how mad they seem. It doesn’t matter if it looks ridiculous, it doesn’t matter if people don’t believe in me, and it doesn’t matter if I fail.

Life is meant to be lived, and lived loudly. I’m a dreamer, and I stand by every dream. You don’t have to be scared if you’re the same way. You don’t have to hide from it, if you want to do big scary things, or you want to do more than one thing.

We’re all a mess. So let’s go be messy.

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