This Is The Meaning Of Life

[Kulturkampf]

No one is sure what the meaning of life is, but I think that if you look at the noun life and merely ask what the verb is, you get the answer regardless of your beliefs in the supernatural.

The point of our lives is to live.

Nothing was ever accomplished through the passive, and no one ever lived through doing nothing.

To live is to live.

It never matters if it is bad or if it is good, for all life is accented by both bad and good; to live life attempting to avoid the bad is ignorant. In our attempts to avoid the bad we end up avoiding the great.

We do not go after the woman because we are afraid of failure; we do not fight the bigger man because we are afraid of pain; and because we do not go after the best woman, and because we do not fight the biggest man, we will never know the meaning of 'best love' or 'best fight.'

Because we are afraid to write a bad poem or sing a song badly, we will never write a great poem or sing a song greatly; because we are afraid to express a bad idea, we will never express a good idea.

We will only express the mediocre and regurgitated that people expect of us.

Fear makes us equivocate, and fear makes us destroy our own potential -- we are scared we will fail at being great, so we do something mediocre because that is what everyone does.

It is better to lose 100 women, to lose 100 fights, to lose 100 of anything if you had a chance to win. If you were only to become mediocre and written off, just as anyone else, and if you were to be a slave to your own fears... What is the point of living?

We may win a fight against a smaller man, we may enjoy a moment with the woman we settled on, or we may enjoy a song someone else sang or a poem someone else wrote... But what is the point?

When you can win the great fight that you wanted, when you can enjoy the woman you wanted, when you can sing the song and write the poem that you wanted instead of what someone else said -- why would you settle for second when one only lives once?

Men are controlled by fear of failure, and so they pass up every sweet opportunity that presents itself. Every chance at glory, they fail...

And they do not fail because it was unlikely, and they do not fail because it was a great venture...

They fail because they are cowards.

A man may go to bat 1,000 times, and strike out almost just as many; but if he should hit a homerun but once... The homerun is eternal.

Others decide not to swing their bat, and rather be content with what falls into their laps. Why?

We cannot let moments go by.

My love for life is as a man who plants 10,000 seeds in hope of getting but a handful of the most beautiful flowers.

Others stop at 100 seeds or 1,000 seeds or 5,000 seeds; they are satisfied with what flowers they yield from their labor. But I can only stop at 10,000 and I would carry on had I more time.

From 10,000 seeds I will look at the yield of each, and I will accept only the best.

I will take every opportunity that I am given and exploit it.

All I need is the sweat of my brow and God's creation, and if I should be unhappy or a failure I have myself to blame for not taking every opportunity.

The meaning of life is to be brave.

The strong man is weak if he is a coward; the smart man is dumb if he is a coward; but a normal man when he is brave is worth a thousand geniuses afraid to think and a thousand musclemen afraid to fight.

NOTE: I thate cowards.