A few weeks ago I wrote an article called Kim Kardashian’s Ass because I was frustrated with the lack of concern in our society for anything that doesn’t have boobs or isn’t Justin Bieber. Now “Kim Kardashian Ass” has become the top Google Search people are using to find my blog. I hope they read the article.
When I look at the people around me, I see, in Thoreau’s words, “a mass of men lead[ing] lives of quiet desperation,” each of us concerned exclusively on our own prerogatives. We’re absorbed in a life of inflated importance; a life in which we’re the only person that matters. We never stop to question the way things are, what we’re doing or how our actions might affect someone else or future generations. “Fuck everyone else.”
I wonder what my generation is going to be remembered for. What will our legacy be?
We must overcome the notion that we must be regular. It robs you of the chance to be extraordinary and leads you to the mediocre. ~ Uta Hagen
Our lives revolve around keeping our 500 Facebook friends in the loop with our clever status updates: “Hey baby. Wanna come over to MySpace and Twitter my Yahoo ’til I Google all over your Facebook?” We’ve got better things to worry about than our soldiers on the other side of the planet who are dying in the dirt for cheap oil. More important things like The Biggest Loser and Dog the Bounty Hunter. You know…reality.
If you’re searching for a way to bring meaning to your life, find ways of giving yourself to others. Until you share your energy with the rest of the world, your existence is irrelevant and of little consequence to anyone else. You must become part of something bigger than yourself; something that benefits other people, other places and future generations.
Wouldn’t you rather your life be an inspiration which motivates people to do something great with their own lives than to exist for no other reason than your own benefit?