I often wonder to myself why I continue to live the life that I do. I could probably walk away from it all now, “get a real job”, and make a lot more money than I do blogging and with T21C.
Yet, I continually come to the same conclusion: that life is good, that happiness is possible, that good things and good people do exist — and that all this is worth fighting for.
My happiness, my achievements, my ideals brought into physical reality — my greatest self actualized.
And the people and things that matter — things that are good, right, congruent, and true; people that benefit my own life in the process of living theirs — people that hold reason as their absolute, and truth a their unstoppable hammer for the world.
I see these things in the achievements and creations of others. In books, movies, TV shows, websites, inventions, exercise machines, videos, speeches, music, cars, buildings, guns, contracts — even the fucking computer…