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Being human, we are used to praising the courage of soldiers and those who perform heroic acts, there are very few of us who believe that each of us can bring courage to bear on the challenges and struggles of everyday life- it is not nothing we can manipulate, but only live into. Live into believing in the people around us, for everyone is extraordinary.
The life we are given on this earth is a gift, a gift that
many of us take for granted and don’t appreciate a lot of the time. Think about
it, we wake up, probably groan and dread the day ahead, get dressed, put food
into our bodies that eventually comes out anyway. We take every day how it is,
we need to start living every day for how it is. Take everything that happens
in stride and just roll with the punches. Do something that would usually scare
you, make your heart beat a little faster, live a little.
“What
is the meaning of human life, or, for that matter, of the life of any creature?
To know an answer to this question means to be religious. You ask: Does it many
any sense, then, to pose this question? I answer: The man who regards his own
life and that of his fellow creatures as meaningless is not merely unhappy but
hardly fit for life” said Albert Einstein and frankly, I understand that. If
one does not regard his or her own life or life of those around them,
that person is not unhappy, they are just unfit for life. Hence I say, get up,
get out, life is short, so break the rules, don’t be afraid to bleed every now
and then, feel every emotion to the fullest, live a little.
For example, I know a story about a man, living his everyday
life, struggling with money, trying to get the girl, trying to get by,
daydreaming every now and then, not really living but merely existing. A very
important piece of his work is missing and therefore, he has to find it. Thus
leading him to different countries, finding new oceans, making memories and
creating chaos along the way. Jumping in helicopters just to jump out again
into the ocean, fighting sharks, finding clues on his seemingly never ending
journey, skateboarding along open lonely roads, finding a new version of
himself, reconnecting with family and reconnecting with the world. Signing off
and being one with what is around him. Ending up sitting on a cliff in the
Himalayas next to the man he’d be searching for, quietly waiting for a ghost
cat to appear and finding out that he’d had the piece to his work the entire
time, that piece being a negative from a roll of film to be published for the
last paper edition of “life” magazine. That negative being “the quintessence of
life”- big word, I know.
So to answer the question that this has eventuated into;
To see the world, things dangerous to come to, to see behind walls,
draw closer, to find each other and to feel. That is the purpose of life. –
Walter Mitty, 2013
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