3️⃣8️⃣. Oh, horror? 😱 More like—delight.
I used to think that nearing forty would feel different. That it would come with heaviness, fatigue, a desire to slow down. But at 38, I feel 25—only with experience instead of doubt. I don’t want to brake—I want to fly. To create. To do more. Louder. Bolder.
Thank you—my family, relatives, partners, team, mentors, friends, influencers, readers, competitors, commenters, trolls, dogs, cats, hamsters, fish, and worms—you shape the world I live in, the world in which I get to be myself. In which I create.
I’m proud of the heights my sons are already reaching. I see in them a true continuation of myself—and it’s already clear they’re going to outdo me on every front. And I love that. So much. 😎
This year was one of breakthroughs, overload, and pure joy.
I exploded into the Telegram charts, became one of the most recognizable influencers, joined dozens of projects, hundreds of activities—and, perhaps, became the person I envisioned a year ago. Back then I said:
“This year, 20,000,000 people will learn my name.”
Looks like it happened.
But what I’m most proud of isn’t the numbers. It’s the relationships.
This year, I placed maximum faith in people. No contracts. No paperwork. Just trust and energy. Like childhood—when a friend is someone you just want to see again, simply because it feels great together.
And it works.
Friends with unfinished business stepped up. Made moves. Not because they had to. But because it was right. Because friendship is stronger than calculation.
And here’s the paradox: the older I get, the more real friends I seem to find.
This year, I gained two new ones I now call my own—soul-level connections.
One was an old acquaintance I finally recognized. The other—a new person I met only months ago, but it feels like I’ve known him for 30 years. Sometimes I even wonder if I imagined him into existence.
We met at a very strange time in our lives.
Was it random? Karma? Fate? Luck?
Doesn’t matter. What matters is—it happened.
And then there’s about a dozen others—new discoveries—who are now simply there. Not because it’s convenient, but because we vibe. We see the world the same way. And that gives me power.
I’m still the same Slava who launched a dev studio at 14 and his first IT startup at 19. Still the same kreaktor. Only now—deeper, faster, more focused. I believe in teams. In startups. In people. In the idea that together, we can build a whole universe—no portals or tunnels required.
You just do it. Build good products. Build bold marketing. Build with your people.
This year, I’m setting a new mission for myself:
To go truly international.
To step into the major league of founders.
To chart my course toward my own unicorn.
Thank you for being near.
Thank you for being with me.
Thank you for believing in me.
Now it’s our move.
