Throughout the checkerboard that is my past I have left the requiem of
so much dirt in my wake, at the ripe age of twenty six I have had the privilege of living several lives I haven’t committed to any one thing while only showing promise in a few. I find myself resisting the urge to commit to something because I know the reason is bullshit. That reason being this:
When asked at a cocktail, dinner parties or academic conference what it is I do I want to deliver an impressive array of accomplishments that lets people know just how intelligent and unique I am. " I’m a lawyer commercial fisherman tattooed first grade teacher" I am a" cowboy, policeman astronaut doctor"... that’s bullshit, the accomplishments of a persons entire career can be traced back to the adolescent need to be able to deliver, in a sentence, their entire ego when asked the question " so what do you do?" and its bullshit, and as surely as I am right, and make no mistakes; I am right, I will pay the price for being right.
The fact of the matter is that if you don’t want to participate in the
bullshit your going to pay the price, and the price for mortgaging a bullshit
free life is a heavy one. You will remain among the bullshitless (a weeee
population), you will find that while others head up the same stream you are
swimming on an entirely aesthetic level it will appear as though the current they face is significantly less voracious. But ee cummings said it best when he wrote "it takes courage to grow up and become who you are supposed to be" I believe this and if one advances in the direction of his dreams he will meet success unfound in common hours.
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