Life is short. When you are done reading this I want you to take a long look at the featured image and analyze it. You will understand why I am asking you to do this when you do. Credit to Alexander Popov for the picture. Back to it.
Life is short. I just want you to let that sink in. One day you are going to wake up and realize that your body has changed. Oh, yea I’m going there. I hope you pay close attention to this one.
Wrinkles on your face. Hair loss. It takes a lot more effort to keep that six-pack intact or those muscles on fleek. You may even start forgetting things. Maybe it hasn’t happened to you yet, and some people are blessed to stay young, vibrant, and sharp for many years, but one day it’s going to hit you my friend, and before it does I want you to have a game plan drawn out. What’s it going to be like when you realize you aren’t YOUNG anymore?
It is in that SINGLE MOMENT that you will start thinking about the time you wasted in your life and what you can do now to make your existence in this world mean something. Just so I am clear, I am talking to those feeling the effects of mortality as well as those who have just begun their journey into adulthood.
In fact, I am hoping that more young individuals find something here that lights a fire in them than their older counterparts because honestly there is a point when it’s TOO LATE. I would have been in debt to the writer of a post like this when I was a young man starting my journey.
REAL TALK. The fire in your belly will extinguish one day and you will not possess the energy or fortitude to fight back. Before you think you’re special I must warn you; Your adversary is life, and this opponent has 4.54 BILLION wins and ZERO losses.
Those are tough odds, to say the least. Yes, your mind may still have a few knock out punches left, but how hard does the brain have to work when the body is weakened. What’s the point here? To be morbid? To depress you? To make myself feel better?
While writing a post like this the analytical side of me is forced to ask those questions of myself. After
I could easily find more, but I think you get the point. Let me tell you a little secret. When I lost my job a few years back I went through a real rough, depressing period. When I think back, the most interesting part of that time is when at one point I signed up to be a volunteer.
I’m talking about helping feed the hungry and clean up the city type get off your ass and work for free volunteer work. Full disclosure, I never did it. I was signed up ready to go to my first outing and I just couldn’t do it. but, I don’t feel bad.
In my mind, I believe that if you want to help people you have to do it on your terms. My terms are simple. I need to make a lot of money, make myself and my family happy, then I can help others with a passion and ferocity that might change the world for the better.
That’s what I believe I am able to deal with. I may be wrong. You may be different. But, I don’t feel selfish at all about that. Why should I?
The great Jim Rohn once said that “time is more valuable than money. You can always get more money, but you can not get more time.” I just realized that if I don’t get to the point, this post will not be as quick as I thought and alluded to earlier so let me summarize…
Being the person I am I can not afford to spend my time doing volunteer work right now. My time is better utilized in gaining my financial freedom so that I can put me and my family in a position where we can and continuously WANT to help make the world a better place.
Life is short. You don’t have time for BS. You only have one life to live. No one should spend it suffering or be working their ass off for the majority of it until the day they die.