When we truly latch on to the fact that we are going to die at some point in time, we have more presence in this one. Reach beyond your grasp, have immortal finish lines, and turn your red light green because a roof is a man-made thing.
The inevitability of a situation is not relative; when we accept the outcome of a given situation as inevitable, then how we choose to deal with it is relative.
The problems we face today eventually turn into blessings in the rearview mirror of life. In time, yesterday’s red light leads us to a greenlight. All destruction eventually leads to construction, all death eventually leads to birth, all pain eventually leads to pleasure. In this life or the next, what goes down will come up.
He talked to me about the mystery of marriage, and how when two people who are meant to be together unite, the adventure of livin side by side does not steal the individual’s sense of self, rather it enlightens and informs it.
We have to prepare to have freedom.
Death, family crisis, and newborns – the end of a life, trying to keep a life, and welcoming in a new one – these are three things that will shake your floor, give you clarity, remind you of your mortality, and hence, give you courage to live harder, stronger, and truer. Three things that make you ask yourself, “What matters?” Three things that make you realize, “It all does.
For two years I led the Under-12 soccer league in red cards, as a goalie.
If everything we did was right, we’d never know what was wrong.
Guilt and regret kill many a man before their time. Get off the ride. You are the author of the book of your life. Turn the page.
Time to catch the hero I’ve been chasing, see if the sun will melt the wax that holds my wings or if the heat is just a mirage.
There is nothing wrong with smokin a little fun stuff and playing your drums naked at night in your own home; who do they think they are comin in your house like that?!
I’ve never felt like a victim. I have a lot of proof that the world is conspiring to make me happy.
When you can design your own weather, blow in the breeze. When you’re stuck in the storm, pray for luck and make the best of it.
Days of prosperity make us forget adversity. Good times seems out of reach during the bad ones. Both can seem like final destinations, the summation of our days. Then the cosmic joker plays with our ways. Yesterday’s condition no longer remains. All commas, no periods, all stops, no stays, the pleasure’s for rent, but so is the pain.
Too many options can make a tyrant out of any of us, so we should get rid of the excess in our lives that keep us from being more of ourselves. When we decrease the options that don’t feed us, we eventually, almost accidentally, have more options in front of us that do.
We are not here to tolerate our differences, we are here to accept them. We are not here to celebrate our sameness, we are here to salute our distinctions. We are not born into equal circumstances, or with equal abilities, but we should have equal opportunity.
Knowing who we are is hard. Eliminate who we’re not first, and we’ll find ourselves where we need to be.
I come from a long line of rule breakers. Outlaw libertarians who vote red down the line because they believe it’ll keep fewer outlaws from trespassin on their territory.
Did you know I made up, coined, and created the term McConaissance? I did.
The more we travel, the more we realize how similar our human needs are.