Charles Bukowski echoed with passion his stance on the “environment” we need to “create”. He said:
baby, air and light and time and space have nothing to do with it
and don’t create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
In this information age, there are limitless lessons available to us. We read articles about “How a 21-year-old championed success”, “23 year old is on her next big invention”. The internet is full of this shit.
In these, we seek inspiration. What for? To move us, to enlighten us, to guide us on the “right” path to success. Here’s the truth:
All that inspiration is nothing but entertainment.
When you don’t act, when you don’t go out in the sun and stand tall against failure, all that inspiration becomes a fucking entertainment piece.
When you don’t travel to a place you have always wanted to because a content piece was able to please your hunger, all that inspiration to travel becomes virtual tourism. And what good is that?
In 2017, stop getting inspired.
Assemble your shit, travel and create something of value. Don’t wait for it.