I realized today I am truly a hypocrite.

My day to day top down approach to life is very goal focused. I’m driven. I want to better myself. I read. I study. I am constantly searching to achieve wealth, achieve a physical peak, and grow my knowledge leaps and bounds.

However, sometimes, when I really ponder. And watch myself. And read philosophy. I realize, what’s the point? I stress myself. To improve. For work. For minimal things when, we’re all going to die anyway.

My life is hectic. I get angry sometimes. I get anxious. I get scared. I get nervous. I get extremely excited. I get lonely, I get social. I let my mind define my life. Literally I am a slave to my mind. I believe majority of us are. 21st century slavery.