I fly aircraft for a living. Strangely enough, I have learned so much about life in general from all my years of doing this. There's ironically a lot of parallels that can be drawn between living your life and the art that is learning to fly things in the most skillful, professional, and efficient manner possible.
Why do you continue to want the things that don't want you? What is wrong with you? I can't really sugar coat this one. You've gotta STOP doing this. There is no way that I can ration to you that this is any sort of OK, in any stage of your life, in any regard of your life. I don't care what rebuttal you have. Just...NO. NO NO NO.
I've spent a lot of time these past few years really pondering some deep things about my life. I'd like to submit this thought to you today in hopes that it will jar your brain a little and at least make you take pause and contemplate a few things about your own life.
If you think that wars and battles are solely waged in the physical realm of our world on an occasional or temporary basis, think again. Make no mistake about it, there is a war going on every single day. This is the war taking place within your mind. A daily battle ensues each time you wake up and start your day. A war between the positive and negative. In every regard, a true showdown between good and evil.
This article might really rub some people the wrong way. I'm sorry if it does. That's not what I'm trying to do here. But I hope after reading this you can see through to the bottom and just absorb the deeper message for what it is. That's the essence. Most seem happy enough to live in a state of denial, and there certainly is no shame in that. You aren't really here to contemplate and understand all these things that I'll assert in this article. So as long as you are a good person, I don't really care what you do or don't believe in. I can still love and respect you.
I've always considered glass to be a remarkable material. It can be molded into any shape imaginable and can make some truly beautiful objects. Glass has a purity about it that I find interesting, at least in the beginning. Let's consider a vase. After it is freshly made, it is perfect. It has no blemishes. It's really something to behold and appreciate. However, over time, it's bound to get some dents, some dings, some chips, etc. That's to be expected. But it still holds it's shape. Still holds water. It's still a vase. Unfortunately though, occasionally the vase breaks all together. Perhaps it is dropped, or maybe someone takes a hammer to it and smashes the shit out of it. Into 1000 pieces. Ouch...
If you were one of those spoiled kids who's parents gave them a new car when you came of diving age, then I despise you. I had to bust my ass working since I was 14 to buy my piece o' shit 1985 Pontiac Trans Am. She was a real gem, let me tell ya. Just kidding, I don't hate you. After all, in a sense, we were all given a brand new "car" to cruise around in "down here".
Look at you. You goofy, soft, pudgy piece of shit. What the hell happened to you? You used to be slick, suave, expertly composed. Polished. A man of respect and intrigue. Now what? You act like a middle school boy. You used to be James Bond in the beginning. Where the fuck did that guy go to? Where did James bond go???
I don't think there has ever been a person on this planet that has succeeded in life without going through some measure of what I am about to talk about. Great success never comes about without some sort of rough patches, hard times, negative elements, etc. attached to it. It's just how it is. If you are someone who has found success without having some sort of trials and tribulations in the pursuit of such things, congratulations. You are a God.
