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How many of us think that we need to be reinventing the wheel each and every day of our lives?
How many of us believe that in order to achieve a great life we need hit after hit after hit?
We all know the stories of rats to riches.
People that have reached the bottom of the barrel, that had failed again and again… And still managed to be successful in the end.
We have real life examples of people failing time and again: Steven Spielberg, Thomas Edison, Walt Disney, Albert Einstein, J.K. Rowling;
Do you remember any of them for their failures?
I sure do not!
It’s a bit funny to think that nobody really remembers our failures as much as we do.
Sure, we may be the butt of jokes for a week or so, but after the noise has died down, we will continue to be a normal person.
When, then, do we remember people for?
What do we build statues for?
What do we award people for?
We celebrate the acts of greatness.
At a funeral, we remember people for who they’ve been and for their good deeds.
Take Arnold Schwarzenegger.
You know… Mister Olympia, The Terminator, the governor of California.
There’s literally nobody thinking of Arnold as anything other than his successes… Even though he has been in porn.
Take Michael Jordan. We don’t think of him as that kid that got dropped out of the school team.
When we say “Michael Jordan”, we quickly think of “best in basketball”.
Point is, we can fail as many times as humanly possible.
It doesn’t really matter how many times you have to go through your bachelor’s.
It doesn’t matter how many times you failed in business.
It really doesn’t matter how many times you’ve made outlandish predictions.
The only important thing is that you hit a home-run.
Not a million home runs, no need to be the greatest at all of the sports ever…
You only need one decisive victory.
At the end of the day… Nothing you do will *actually matter*.
Even if have the biggest failure in human history, it won’t fucking matter in 100 years.
Nobody in a few generations will look back onto the day you failed and laugh at you.
And even if something so incredibly impossible happened, guess what:
You won’t be around to care.
Mostly likely not even people that’ve known you will be around at that point.
If that’s the case… If it doesn’t even fucking matter whether you succeed or fail, if nobody will ever give a real shit about it, why the fuck wouldn’t you at the very least risk being a success?
Why the fuck wouldn’t you at least be happy and go after what you truly want?