Tristianne asked: “What’s your purpose? What is your dream worth to you?”
I’m not 100 on what the thesis of what my purpose is, but it looks like this: I want to help you out. I identify closely with the Ronin: a Samurai without a master.
I give myself permission to think, dream, act, feel and be wherever, however, whatever I want to be.
I’m here to build up, smash down, do it again.
And it’s worth everything to me. Money itself doesn’t motivate me. Freedom does. I do accept that money has its practical place, and is a necessity of commerce and integral to getting what I want.
There is a way to build this life in a way that it makes sense to me. It starts with inner actions of getting to know myself, and then mapping the inner actions to outer actions. I am not going to be a lifelong employee.
I’m not interested in being a career 9-5 employee who lives for happy hour, weekends and the occasional 2 week vacation.
I’m not interested in work-life or life-work balance.
I’m not interested in driving a Benz, wearing ice around my neck or having the wrist on chill.
I’m not interested in eating an ESPN diet or for my health taking a pill.
I’m interested in life. Life dictated on my time.
Time is a nonrenewable resource.
With a limited lifetime I want to make an impact. I want to move the needle to change the world a little bit. I see stuff that sucks out here. I see people who are not living their lives. I see people unhappy with the incredible GIFT of life that they have been given. I see them trapped in lies. There’s a lot of ass kicking that needs to be done. I’ve got to know me first. And:
Radiate positivity like Fukushima.
In one on one interactions, in thousand to one interactions, in a blog post, a picture, a hug, a compliment, a dose of reality for someone who wants it.
It’s about using my time to have the courage to shed away all the illusions and lies that I have bought, or have told myself, in order to get closer to my truth, strengths, and usefulness. Via negatva.
Time moves in circles. Get stuck in a pattern and watch the clock tick. It doesn’t give a trick about what you do with it.
But, I do. That’s why it’s easy to try new things, think bigger and be real. The worst that can happen is going to happen.
Make it count.
The hospice test.
Have you been to a hospice? It’s a dressed-up hospital where people go to die. A hospice itself is a business concerned with heads in beds.
They benefit from people who have busy families and no one to take are of them. They house people who can no longer live out their dreams and instead live out their lives in a dream state within the prison-like confines of a hospice.
I was born in 1987. I am 29 for 2 more weeks. And there are lot’s of kids who were born in 1987 who have already died.
That’s what my life is worth to me.
I’m going to be confident in who I am to the best of my ability, and strive to improve by 1% every day.
And that 1%, compounded might move the world .0001% by the time I say a final, “Peace.”
What needle are you going to move?