What is real success?
I really enjoy reading blogs written by travelers, especially travelers that are still travelling. That way I get to live out my fantasy life while living here in my real life. I have read and still read three different bloggers who have travelled/are travelling extensively. The thing I noticed is this. When these people are out exploring life and not held by the strings of society, their writing excels. Their stories are interesting, filled with passion, and their messages profound. They inspire me.
A lot of people think that working every day and being a productive member of society the real measure of success. I think that's a load of crap. I think that these people who have figured out a way to see the world on their own dime, and to experience life and cultures through their own eyes, rather than the eyes of the people who tell us what society expects of us, are the real success stories.
It probably seems rather weird/sad that I can sit in my chair and read journals written by travelers, and be inspired. Some might say I need to get over it, that it's only an escape. Well, it is an escape, but I don't want to get over it. During the time when I read these journals, it's like reading a good book. I disappear and see a different way of life.
For a long time I've always quietly questioned modern society, and secretly doubted what we were being told. But now I see that it is not just me, there are others out there who have thought the same thing, the difference being that they realized it and found their own way to give a big "F you" to the system.
So to get back to my first point. Of these travellers whose blogs I read, I've made a distinct connection to the quality of their writing and the "normalcy" of their life at the time they write. Person A travelled extensively, wrote great things, but then came back to the US and go a job. Immediately the blog quality dropped. Still interesting, but the passion seemed to disappear. Person B travels continuously. The quality stays the same. Person C travels extensively, but picks up random jobs here and there to support the travel addiction. During said "working phases", writing is still good, but quality and passion drops.
So my conclusion is that regimented working is not good for the soul, that being a part of normal society only takes us furthur from normal, that it dulls and deadens us and our senses, that it slowly sucks the passion from our lives. This is not a very profound conclusion, however to me it is, because I can see the connection in my life. I realize that was a long story to get to the point, but it's important for me. It's important because I am realizing some things and trying to make a few changes in my own life.
A lot of people think that working every day and being a productive member of society the real measure of success. I think that's a load of crap. I think that these people who have figured out a way to see the world on their own dime, and to experience life and cultures through their own eyes, rather than the eyes of the people who tell us what society expects of us, are the real success stories.
It probably seems rather weird/sad that I can sit in my chair and read journals written by travelers, and be inspired. Some might say I need to get over it, that it's only an escape. Well, it is an escape, but I don't want to get over it. During the time when I read these journals, it's like reading a good book. I disappear and see a different way of life.
For a long time I've always quietly questioned modern society, and secretly doubted what we were being told. But now I see that it is not just me, there are others out there who have thought the same thing, the difference being that they realized it and found their own way to give a big "F you" to the system.
So to get back to my first point. Of these travellers whose blogs I read, I've made a distinct connection to the quality of their writing and the "normalcy" of their life at the time they write. Person A travelled extensively, wrote great things, but then came back to the US and go a job. Immediately the blog quality dropped. Still interesting, but the passion seemed to disappear. Person B travels continuously. The quality stays the same. Person C travels extensively, but picks up random jobs here and there to support the travel addiction. During said "working phases", writing is still good, but quality and passion drops.
So my conclusion is that regimented working is not good for the soul, that being a part of normal society only takes us furthur from normal, that it dulls and deadens us and our senses, that it slowly sucks the passion from our lives. This is not a very profound conclusion, however to me it is, because I can see the connection in my life. I realize that was a long story to get to the point, but it's important for me. It's important because I am realizing some things and trying to make a few changes in my own life.
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