Be the Man Who Strives for Greatness

Be the man who endeavours to fullfill his dreams, whether they be of bedding women all over the world, escaping the corporate plantation, or finding financial freedom

This quote from President Theodore Roosevelt encompasses the often tragic, sometimes heroic striving of those souls determined to live a life worth living. A self-directed life that leaves the flock of sheeple behind, striving to turn our lives into a self-creating masterpiece rather than another carbon copy, dime bin facsimile.

We awakened men might fail in our effort to escape the bondage of The Anglo-American Matrix, but it’s far better to be the man who strives for greatness rather than another defeated, bitter corporate Beta male drone living vicariously through the confections of Hollyweird film, boilerplate sitcoms, and online porn.

Those pandering to less than feminine Anglobitches for some attention and a dispassionate roll in the hay. Those forever driving their $40,000 sports car or pickup truck (that they’re in debt for) in a continuous circuit from home to work without ever seizing the possibilities for adventure and discovery that await the imaginative, bold, creative man. Those forever waiting on Friday and the weekend as they enrich someone else’s life at the expense of not living their own. Those forever waiting on two weeks of vacation each year while the other 50 are spent in chains.

These people relish attacking men who step outside the lines. It seems the weak and envious were common even a century ago. Indeed, America has become a Culture of Critique, a culture that discourages originality and encourages groupthink. From Roosevelt’s speech The Man in the Arena:

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.

Failure is always a possibility, but so is success. The takeaway lesson is most men never even try to live their own lives. They follow the herd, take orders from their master, follow the preordained life script foisted upon them, then look back on lives of nothing but wasted time and potential after it’s too late to do anything about it.

I was one of those people, before I broke away and started running as hard as I can. I haven’t tripped and fallen yet. I may face-plant tomorrow, but at least I can shut my eyes for the last time someday knowing I gave it hell. I tried. I didn’t accept having my life and potential stolen from me lying down.

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