| My Mission In Life  [+ favourites]
I suppose most people aren't certain what goals they want to acheive before they die. That question in itself is probably a paradox because every achievement is mostly made up of the war you fought to win, not the victory itself. You don't imagine yourself sitting on a pedestal when you're sitting on a pedestal: you imagine all you learnt and all you lost and all you gained and all you suffered to get there.
The goal itself is often what we seek, but we'll rarely ever get there. I have now come to believe that no goal is real, and no goal is a true extension of your unique soul's purpose in this world unless you are somewhat unnaffected by predictions on whether you will succeed or not. This doesn't mean you don't want to succeed. It just means that no matter what the odds, you are going to pursue it anyways. This isn't stupidity or stubborness. If it's an extension of your passion, of you, then your purpose is to advance humans in some way by this goal. That is your contribution. That is your paragraph in the whole story. And you will make it as strong, as effective, and as powerful as you can.
Perhaps you'll change all the stanzas after you by your one stanza. That's how a story goes, doesn't it? A new generation of storytellers learn how to tell stories by going to movies and reading books and integrating their own passions into what they've learnt to make something more beautiful, more precise, something to change everyone after them.
I began this thread with the intention of sharing what my mission is, because I exhibit all these qualities when I contemplate it. Success is determined only by the fact that I desire nothing else but to do it. Success isn't the goal... the goal is the pursuit of success. That excites me. That heats me up. It takes my breathe away while I'm standing still.
That's when you've found your goal. When you'd die for it. When everyone who knows you knows that this is what you were put on the planet for, because every look, every breath and every statement seems to ooze it. You know, because unknowingly you pursued it through actions that you only now see furthered your cause. You miss those that don't support you and you very carefully remove those that try to derail you. You are only temporarily phased by setbacks and see that no matter how much you want, no matter how much you pray, you would never ever be able to quit.
A Matrix reference comes to mind. Not an absolute one, but the general idea of purpose. Nothing matters except for our purpose. It is our responsibility, to our souls, to determine what that purpose is. Then our souls will bless us with the fortitude to be truly great people. To be one of those people that moves you because you see the unwaivering dedictaion in their eyes that, unlike almost everyone else, exudes from the inside out, not the other way around.
"Hating everyone protects me from elitism."
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