Those told to undergo what cowards would weep over should say, “God has judged us fit subjects to try how much human nature can endure.” ~ Seneca
Everything is a test.
It’s a test of your grit, toughness, and manhood. It can be a test of your humility, your work ethic even when work isn’t needed.
To see it otherwise is to see life as a curse. The bad things that happen to you, therefor, maybe in a perverse way, are blessings. You need them. Without them you cannot become tougher, stronger, and better. Without the struggle, the depths, without the depression and sadness and illness and death, you cannot become who you can become.
It’s easy to think about them like this after the fact, but it’s necessary to remember their necessity.
Would you live forever?
Many would say yes without much thought, but it’s death that gives us urgency. It’s the possibility that today could be our last that gives us reason to appreciate what we have. (Read This:The Clock is Ticking; Death Is Coming)
Death is the greatest and most important gift to life because it makes life special, finite, even fleeting.
We hate death. We hate pain. We hate the struggle. We need death and pain and the struggle. This is what life is.
Your parents are dying, so spend more quality time with them. As is your lady, your kid or kids, your best pal. You are dying, so take action on the things you want most in life, the things you really want most, and leave the trivial, leave the trappings of society in lieu of something deeper, more meaningful.
When you’re going through something that a coward would cry about, realize that it’s a test. This is something you need, no matter how dark it is, see it as a warrior would, see it as a battle, something to fight against or for or something to simply withstand.
No matter what it is there’s a lesson in it. Find it.
No life ever grows great until it is focused, dedicated, disciplined. One of the widest gaps in human experience is the gap between what we say we want to be and our willingness to discipline ourselves to get there. – Harry Emerson Fosdick
Most people stop at ‘wanting to achieve’ something, become something, win something. They talk about doing it, dream about it at night, maybe even writing it down in a notebook of goals, but very few ever develop the discipline necessary to make that dream a reality.
No life ever grows great until it is focused, dedicated, disciplined.
You cannot expect a single thing without all three. You’re entitled to nothing without all three.
You need blinders. You need to be able to focus on a single thing, a direction or directive, without having other things push you off your pursuit.
There is only one thing that exists, and that’s the craft or the goal or the dream or the book or the business. Most people want a ‘balanced life’. It’s a myth. You don’t get balance and greatness. You can have it once greatness is yours, but while you’re chasing that bastard down it’s the only thing in your life. (Read This:6 Focus Hacks That Will Help You Win)
This doesn’t mean that you have one great work day, or two, or three, but a lifetime of them. You know what you want and you’re dedicated to getting it.
You live and breathe this quest.
This, of course, is for those who want greatness. They’re in it for the long haul, the lifetime. They risk putting countless hours and missed opportunities in other areas of their lives to the side in pursuit of something that’s not guaranteed to work.
It makes sense that so few people actually want to be great at something.
This is the king. Discipline is actually putting your focus and discipline to work every day. Discipline is your habits; it’s who you become when you set out to pursue something that’s way out of your reach when you first begin.
Discipline isn’t exceptional. Anyone can have it. Most people don’t. Fewer still possess it for a long enough time to become great at something.
We’ve become a culture that pats ourselves on the back for very meaningless shit.
‘I deserve a vacation’ or a break or a new suit is about the most commonly used phrase in existence.
You don’t deserve shit!
These three things are required for any goal. Decide if you actually want what you think you want. If you do. Then make it your everything
Don’t set your thoughts on things you don’t possess…but count the blessings you actually do possess and think how much you would desire them if they weren’t already yours. – Marcus Aurelius
The key word in the quote above is things. We buy spaces to live, we spend thousands and even millions on these spaces, and then we fill them up with stuff. What was once our dream home, our goal, can’t contain the amount of things we now own so we have to buy something bigger.
Things don’t matter.
The amount of things you possess nor the quality of those things. It’s all irrelevant.
Focus, however, not on the things you don’t own and want, the things a pal has or your peer at work just pulled up in, but on the things you do have.
I’m sitting in the office of my home right now. Two and a half years ago I didn’t think it were possible for me to buy a home. Then the idea was posed to me. I scrounged and saved for seven months, found a house that seemed too good for me, and bought it.
I’ve been in this wonderful home for a year and a half and I’m already thinking, dreaming, scheming about what I want next.
That’s how our minds work. We’re never satisfied, which can be a good thing when it comes to ambition, but not stuff.
Count the things you once dreamt about owning. I have a truck in my garage, a garage, a house, guns, a bow, all things I’ve wanted to own for years, and now that I have them I want newer, bigger, better.
Be in that place where you desired the things you now own and appreciate that you have them, that you’ve earned them.
Maybe that’s the key.
Appreciate where you are in comparison to where you were, and now get somewhere far greater.
Some people’s idea of [free speech] is that they are free to say what they life, but if anyone says anything back, that is an outrage. ~Winston Churchill
PC is rooted in weakness. It’s weakness because it’s a hypersensitivity that creates more division than it does bring people together. (Read This:A Man Cannot Be Politically Correct)
We have different skin colors and cultures and backgrounds. We have different shapes and sizes. These things are important to notice and identify as our lineage makes us feel connected and a part of something. But, scientifically speaking, we have only a single race.
There isn’t a group that needs a helping hand, nor another that needs to be punished. It’s political correctness, however, that forces us to see how we’re different, be it by sex or race, and to rush to judgments when someone is comfortable with our differences, even joking around about our various cultures and creeds.
Political correctness is the weak brainchild of the pussified male. It’s what will destroy him as other cultures give a rat’s ass about political correctness. We can’t call a terrorist a radical Islamist even though he follows the religion. It’s in this weakness and ignorance that we don’t allow a religion to reform. Christianity needed reformation, as does Islam, yet it’s political correctness that refused to see this reality and by the numbers, it’s Muslims to are being slaughtered far more than any other group as a result.
To act with love you must also act with strength.
Where there is no strength, love cannot come to fruition, and it’s things like political correctness, borne of good intentions, that have allowed weakness to control them and turn them into evil.
Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be. Be one. ~Marcus Aurelius
You’ve met good men, and you’ve met men that are good at being men. They are not always one in the same. The man’s man is someone you can spot, even realize you’re around him, conversing with him, learning from him, without actually liking him. Much of the time the two are connected for it’s from a place of power that true goodness can rise, but that doesn’t have to be so.
Men were once barbarians. We were warriors. The warrior did what he must. He defended the gates, which is good, but he also slaughtered his enemies. Real men grew from these warriors, these protectors and conquerors, but they aren’t relegated to brutishness, they simply have the capacity for it.
My dog is banned in a host of countries, not because of who he is as a dog, his temperament – which is great – or what he’s done. He’s banned because of fear of what he can do. He’s banned because of his capacity for damage, not for anything real. This is how real men are being viewed today. We’re seen as powerful, as oppressive, and not because we’ve actually oppressed but simply because we have the capacity to oppress. And so, goodness and kindness are taught about masculinity.
So what is this manliness that we can all recognize in men that are quite clearly good at being men?
Well, let’s take some archetypes, both real and fictional, and look at their shared characteristics as ideals.
I’m not sure anyone on this fine planet would argue that Ernest Hemingway and Theodore Roosevelt are masculine archetypes. So we’ll use them.
I just put down The Old Man and the Sea. Hemingway, the man, was a masculine man. Few would argue that. His masculinity wasn’t merely seen in the hunting, fishing, drinking; in his interesting. His masculinity could be felt in his writing. The man wrote without excess. His sentences were abrupt and to the point and lacked all fluff. He may not have been a minimalist in life, but he was in the way he wrote.
His masculinity, as it was with Teddy’s, had a duality. He wasn’t merely an overtly masculine male in his aggression and force of personality. He was also a genius. The man was brilliant. It’s this brilliance coupled with the abruptness and aggression that makes him an archetypical male. But without the overt masculinity he’d just be an artist. Without the brashness and the toughness, he wouldn’t be a legend.
So much of society wants to shun the in-your-face masculinity that guys like Roosevelt and Hemingway had. They think it’s trying to be a man for the sake of trying to be a man. They think they’re old, archaic stereotypes that are better left in the past. They don’t understand why we navigate toward such men, nor why we aspire to be as they are.
They can’t fathom the hunting, the fishing, or the fighting. They don’t understand the thrill that danger brings, nor the excitement that an audacious goal gives us. Our cultured society can’t understand it, so they deem it unworthy, bad, wrong, and unfit for present day masculinity.