Your Mission, should you choose to accept it
What is your mission?
I've never really been one for accepting missions, setting grand goals or striving for long-held dreams. I think maybe my attention span is too short; after a while I get bored with the goal and it gets shoved aside when something new and interesting grabs my attention. I'm the sort of person that works best when I can plough through a project from start to finish, completing it in the shortest possible time and then taking a breather before launching into something else. If I take a break or put it aside unfinished, it will inevitably remain unfinished for ever.
So I have learned that setting goals is not a good way for me to achieve success. Rather, I grasp at opportunities as they present themselves. I write like this too; an unexpected idea comes to me, I grab it and run. Or maybe it's more like leaping onto its back and seeing where this wild horse will carry me next. Often the destination is somewhere I hadn't even thought of.
If I were a character in Mission: Impossible, I wouldn't be sitting in that briefing room listening to the taped instructions. I'd be a wild-card; an agent out in the field who works alone, operating on instinct. No particular brief other than "get out there and do something useful".
Sometimes I am asked, what is the meaning of life, the meaning of my life? I always have the same answer, but really the question itself is meaningless. The reason I am here on this earth is quite simply one thing; my parents had sex. There's no hidden or higher purpose behind it, I wasn't put here by a deity or an angel or an alien. It was just sex.
But that doesn't make my life meaningless. What matters is not why we're here, but what we choose to do with the life that parental copulation has given us. So my answer to that question is this:
The purpose of my life is to be the best person I possibly can be, between the moments of birth and death.
And that's it.
Simple, if you think about it. But at the same time, it's also the hardest mission you'll ever accept.
This tape will self-destruct in ten seconds...
I've never really been one for accepting missions, setting grand goals or striving for long-held dreams. I think maybe my attention span is too short; after a while I get bored with the goal and it gets shoved aside when something new and interesting grabs my attention. I'm the sort of person that works best when I can plough through a project from start to finish, completing it in the shortest possible time and then taking a breather before launching into something else. If I take a break or put it aside unfinished, it will inevitably remain unfinished for ever.
So I have learned that setting goals is not a good way for me to achieve success. Rather, I grasp at opportunities as they present themselves. I write like this too; an unexpected idea comes to me, I grab it and run. Or maybe it's more like leaping onto its back and seeing where this wild horse will carry me next. Often the destination is somewhere I hadn't even thought of.
If I were a character in Mission: Impossible, I wouldn't be sitting in that briefing room listening to the taped instructions. I'd be a wild-card; an agent out in the field who works alone, operating on instinct. No particular brief other than "get out there and do something useful".
Sometimes I am asked, what is the meaning of life, the meaning of my life? I always have the same answer, but really the question itself is meaningless. The reason I am here on this earth is quite simply one thing; my parents had sex. There's no hidden or higher purpose behind it, I wasn't put here by a deity or an angel or an alien. It was just sex.
But that doesn't make my life meaningless. What matters is not why we're here, but what we choose to do with the life that parental copulation has given us. So my answer to that question is this:
The purpose of my life is to be the best person I possibly can be, between the moments of birth and death.
And that's it.
Simple, if you think about it. But at the same time, it's also the hardest mission you'll ever accept.
This tape will self-destruct in ten seconds...