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Macbeth, if he were a Keith Haring painting
For some reason, we assume that there will be a tomorrow.
The truth is different.
Shocked?
Probably not, but let me illustrate my point.
We have a couple of examples of this in motion.
And if we go back a little in time, we will also see that even Shakespeare was aware of our time limitations.
In Macbeth, he wrote:
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
We live, and then we die. And we might not even notice it.
🕯️ Our candle will be blown out. That’s for sure.
That’s why we need to give our 100% at all times. We can’t, proverbially, half-ass it.
We need to full-ass our life. That’s what the heroes above did.
Rocky has to give his all because he might not be ready for his brutal fight in the future.
Po from Kung-fu Panda has to be more grounded in the now because the past already was, the future is still to come - and the current moment matters the most.
And finally, Macbeth, age every day creeping up on him, approaching his finite time when he was playing an almost infinite game.
Today should be cherished and approached with the most care and respect.
Because that’s what we have.
Not yesterday, not tomorrow.
Today.
So close this window, and get back to it.
Because your candle will be blown out one day.
And we don’t want to leave stuff unfinished.
Love you,
Piotr