A piece of my life
I may work for money, but I will give a piece of my life for meaning.
Think about it, don't we all? We all need a noble cause – something that we can talk about five years or fifty years from now because it is meaningful and we are proud of it. Yet, when I think about it more and more, noble cause will definitely demands a noble price, or some kind of noble sacrifice. Am I, and are you, brave enough to do so?
After Stalin's death, Khrushchev was addressing the Supreme Soviet and denouncing Stalin's horrific crimes against his people, who were then appalled by the unimaginable scale of Stalin's evil. Then, from the back of the hall, someone yelled, “Comrade Krushchev, you were there. You were with Stalin. Why didn't you stop him?” Krushchev paused for a moment, his eyes scouring the crowds. “Who said that?” he yelled. “Who said that?” he roared again. There was no reply. No hand was raised. After a terrible silence, Khrushchev finally said, “Now you know why.”
Courage is, perhaps, the attribute that should matter the most in life because it is the strength you need during your leap of faith. So-what if you leaped and fall hard? Just remember the man in the arena, who “at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.” After all, we are not supposed to reach the end of our journey in this life unscathed in an immaculate tuxedo. We should be grinning with few front teeth missing, band-aid all over, champagne in one hand and a chocolate-dipped strawberry in the other, and arrive at the destination on a skateboard.
I may work for money, but I will give a piece of my life for meaning… that’s what I’m going to tell my prospective employer in my next interview.
posted by milk at 23:54
3 Comments:
Cocomilky - glad to see you are blogging again. Some of your blogs are a little too deep for me but hang in there, we enjoy your rants. Good luck in the job searching. Good things take time. Enjoy life - your young - you will survive. Had a good discussion at lunch today, reminiscent of bldg 2 days. You would have enjoyed today’s controversial and vibrant discussion.
Yo! Mike! Thanks for leaving your thoughts on my blog. Yes, I miss those controversial discussions. Maybe I ought to write something controversial too on my blog as a tribute to those B2-cafeteria days. Stay tuned.
Please, don’t tell your employer this in your next interview. :-)
Here is what I don’t understand, if we leaped and not only fall hard, but end up dead, is it still worth it?
I read an article in “Outside” about two elite alpinists who went to conquer Alaska's Mount Foraker, the second highest summit of the Alaska Range. After failing to show up at their scheduled return time, the rescue team went out to look for them. After ten days of searching without results, Alaskan rescue patrols have given up hope.
People were saying they were living large, and we should all be like them, going out there and do all the things we want to do. But is it worth it if living large means you’ll risk your life for what you want to do?
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