Adults are not more mature and serious,
They are only less cheerful and playful, more stuck up and fucking lame and uncool
Kids are fun and mischievous and bubbly
They are also inexperienced and irresponsible and unserious
Most adults are inexperienced
Life is vast
Most man did fuck all
Their experience is closer to 0 than it is to the total of what there is to be experienced
Most adults are irresponsible and unserious
They go to work but have no wealth plan
They want things but have no plan how to acquire them
They have problems but no plan how to solve them, or prevent them
They fail, they get upset and depressed, but make no serious attempts at improvement, at preventing those mistakes, at making a change
There’s no accountability, no responsibility
There’s really not much more responsibility in average adult’s life than there is in teenager’s life
The latter at least has the fire
By successfully solving different problems
By successfully solving harder and harder problems
We live in the times where one can get by with solving close to no fucking problems whatsoever
Safe environment, ideological bubble, a cushy pointless job, painkillers and boredom killers, and life dedicated to entertainment and distractions
Our ancestors might NOT have been the most rounded, civilised, mellowed of human,
But they likely have eaten enough shit by the time they were 25 — to know the meaning of the words FORTITUDE and DUTY
We’re irresponsible, immature, unserious
And as we get older we get more and more boring
Most man die at what? 25? 20? Then just wait to be buried
The joy dies, the playfulness dies, the passion dies, the fun dies, the lightness dies
Not because any maturity is acquired
Not because there’s more responsibilities
It’s because hope dies
Complacency settles
Attachment settles
Your life can be shit, but you become very serious about it
If it’s more shit, chances are you’re even more serious about coping and rationalising it
You make an important face to conceal that you’re unimportant
To pretend that there’s anything important in your life
And to justify why you’re so attached to it all, even if it sucks
You’re attached because you’re scared
When you were younger at least you didn’t give a fuck, you weren’t scared yet
If you were brave you also wouldn’t be scared today, without the foolishness of the youth
If you were overcoming harder and harder challenges you wouldn’t be scared today
Instead you’re scared, therefore paralysed, therefore weak,
And then serious, very serious about pretending that you’re strong
And stuck-up
This is all backwards
It doesn’t have to be
First drop the pretence
Your life is NOT your DREAM LIFE
Therefore there’s nothing to be proud of, nothing to be so serious about, nothing to be so attached to
Once you admit that, smile a little
Let it go
And once you’re more neutral — NOW look at something which GENUINELY inspires you
Find that one thing which still rouses GENUINE FIRE in you
Go DO that thing
Go FUEL that thing
See how it feels
Now, THAT is something to be serious about.
Not this FAKE LIFE you’re living because you had to, because life have made you this way
The REAL LIFE you want to live
The REAL YOU you want to be
That is something to be serious about
Not this average mediocrity which you inherited from the, by definition, average world
And the MEANING OF SERIOUS is now to do EVERYTHING to bring about that VISION
That is seriousness
It means you have SERIOUSLY RECOGNISED IT AS AN IMPERATIVE
You recognised what you TRULY must be
You recognised what you TRULY must do, to be alive
Now SERIOUSLY go do it
Find ways to do it
And when you do it — have FUN with it
Because FUN AND JOY are SIDE EFFECTS OF LIVING
….PROVIDED you’re living well
If you’re living shit fake life, and pretend it’s roses — you have little fun (and plenty false seriousness to pretend it’s meaningful and important)
When you’re living authentic and JOYOUS life — of course you’re laughing, of course you’re loving
Adults are just kids — but with full responsibility for their place in this world
There’s no reason to DIE inside, to watch one’s DREAMS DIE, to watch one’s SPIRIT DIE, one’s IMAGINATION DIE, one’s FIRE die
But there must be the ADAPTATION to now find ways to LIVE THAT DREAM in the REAL WORLD
Not in the toy world
Not in the sheltered world
REAL world
Where it hurts to fail
But you learn to do it anyway
You don’t cry but overcome
And design your own dream life