Give yourself time. You are a child of the universe, no less. Worry not about the Elon’s or other Farts in this world. Achieving more motivation is a day by day thing. And not every day will have progress. Just give it time.
The key is to understand that creativity is like a seed that must be nurtured over time. Don't judge yourself if you're slow now. Judge yourself if you see exactly 0 improvement. 0.1% is improvement.
I love articles like this because when the world is getting better, at no point is the United States described as getting better. It is always countries other than the United States and rightly so as we are on a decline.
It could work in the 90s & early 2000s but now that people are beginning to understand how to price software, it's harder.
Just like how cars in the 50's-60's could be wildly overpriced but today cars are mostly sold in volume. People back then didn't know what cars were worth yet.
A fool and his money are soon parted and people that pay $15k consistently for things they could get for $100 eventually go broke or out of business.
This blog post repeatedly pops up on ycombinator from time to time but doesn't really provide historical context.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Holy Jesus! What is that? What the fuck is that? WHAT IS THAT, PRIVATE PYLE?
Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, a jelly doughnut, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: A jelly doughnut?
Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: How did it get here?
Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, I took it from the mess hall, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Is chow allowed in the barracks, Private Pyle?
Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, no, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Are you allowed to eat jelly doughnuts, Private Pyle?
Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, no, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: And why not, Private Pyle?
Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, because I'm too heavy, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Because you are a disgusting fat body, Private Pyle!
Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Then why did you try to sneak a jelly doughnut in your footlocker, Private Pyle?
Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, because I was hungry, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Because you were hungry...