A couple of bumper-sticker self help books and a half decent online presence, and suddenly our leaderless generation knights a gurus opinion as “knowledge.”
Do yourself a favor– hop of their bathrobe.
We’re living in this weird information- fetishized time, where having someone to deify and follow is considered self improvement.
Here’s a hard truth: That successful person you look up to is an idiot. The same kind of idiot as the rest of us.
Everyone is guessing.
It’s weird to me, and by weird I mean gross, that our youth thinks Billie Eilish is so deep and profound espousing common sense shit, like: Nothing matters, because we’re all gonna die.
Did you not know that til yesterday?
Man, we’re living in an awesome time but at the same time… yikes. They say we’re in the crysis generation, I could see that.
Nothing against Billie, no one has your answers. Replace her with your favorite writer– Stephen King sounds like a politician on twitter. I didn’t follow him for his horror fantasy opinions about the world.
Everyone has an angle, and if you have any micro-success– your opinion is propelled to some validity.
If I was a successful track star but didn’t believe in a round earth– would you listen? Sounds extreme, but that’s what we’re all doing.
You have authors literally telling you not to know yourself– and why? So we can keep following them and buying their dumbass cheap books.
It’s all true.
Friends, our war is a spiritual one.
And guru’s can only stay relevant if you stay conflicted.
But there is some good news and it’s this: You can and should be your own guru.
Only you can figure out yourself and your life. No one told you, but you’re a one-time genetic phenomenon and your biological cocktail will never happen again. So, it’s up to you to discover yourself.
Take the reins of your life and follow you.
You don’t have to lead the free world or invent new rockets, just get to know yourself.
#EveryoneHasaBathrobe
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