Back in college I wrote out my own philosophy. It was a little anti-free will so some people didn’t like it too much, but that basic premise was that every thought we interact with we either accept or reject and it is through this acceptance or rejection that our sense of self is formed. At the heart of the idea is that we can learn as much from thoughts we reject as those we accept, and boy do I have a doozy of a rejection here.
I am going to give the book I am currently reading one more chapter. If it is more maniacal ranting, completely lacking in substance I am going to put it away and pick up another book. I have tired of this authors antics but he has taught me something. Maybe the most important lesson of all. We are the ones that determine our own success, our own satisfaction. The point in life in which we find happiness is ours to decide.
What markers we choose to use are ours as well. Is it family, friends, money, a particular luxury item like a sports car or fancy watch? All of that is for us to decide. Happiness is created within. It cannot come from outside of self.
While the book didn’t help me solve my current problem, lead acquisition for my business. It might have helped me solve a bigger problem. I don’t need my business to reach that next level to find happiness. While more money would be nice and is close to becoming necessary. I can be happy with the success I have already achieved and the family I am helping to grow.
I also don’t know if I should be reading a book by a guy that is revolted by the idea of generational wealth and has a disdain for children only matched by his disdain for video games. It is also odd that book about leaving the rat race and reclaiming your free time is written by someone that hates any form of entertainment. This guy might actually be Scrooge MacDuck with a giant money vault he dives into on occasion as his sole form of entertainment.
It is time for what might be my last chapter in this book.