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The Artist Who Hacked Reality He wasn’t a coder. He wasn’t an engineer. He didn’t even graduate college. But Steve Jobs did something wild, he made people fall in love with computers. Not use them. Love them. He didn’t just create gadgets. He sold rebellion. He sculpted beauty. He told stories through silicon and glass. When others built machines, he built experiences. When the world wanted function, he gave it form. And in a culture full of wires and logic, he whispered one dangerous, elegant truth: “Think Different.” So… who was this guy? Born in 1955 and adopted as a baby, Steve Jobs grew up in Silicon Valley before it had a name. He was curious, restless, and sharp—obsessed with design and precision long before he knew what to do with it. He dropped out of Reed College after just one semester, but hung around, sleeping on floors and sneaking into calligraphy classes. That obsession with fonts and elegance? It would later shape the DNA of Apple’s design. He wasn’t interested in playing by the rules. He took LSD. Meditated with monks. Ate fruit-only diets. Argued like a firestorm. He believed in intuition, deeply. That what you feel matters more than what you explain. That technology could be art. That beauty mattered. In 1976, in a little garage with his buddy Steve Wozniak, he co-founded Apple. Just a couple of kids and a vision that would soon take over the world. And Jobs? He wasn’t there to make a product. He was there to start a revolution. And like most revolutions, it wasn’t clean. He was brilliant, yes, but also arrogant. He pushed people too far. Demanded perfection. Sometimes broke hearts to build machines. And eventually, he was kicked out of the very company he built. But oh, this was just Act One. Steve Jobs wasn’t just a CEO. He was a curator of feelings. A spiritual technologist. A punk in a black turtleneck with an obsession for elegance and control. He fused soul with software, Zen with zeroes and ones. His intro isn't a bio, it’s a manifesto. Because Steve Jobs didn’t live to blend in. He lived to shake the tree. Photo by Md Mahdi on Unsplash