I’ve been kicking this one around for a while now, what defines quitting life? What is the ethos of this blog and how is it affected by people?
I was reading Quora this morning, and came across a post by a gentleman that had followed my life path, and felt similarly empty. He, like me, had achieved the American dream as instilled by our parents and grandparents.
Namely:
1. Received degree, did well
2. Received corporate offer, worked hard
3. Wasted years of his life looking forward to a middle aged retirement working for the man.
There was no risk, no fire in his belly. For the life of me, I can’t believe that has humans, the pinnacle of our species is to sit in an office chair for 8 to 10 hours a day and stare at a screen. No, I still believe we have been conditioned to live to pay bills, to insulate us from risk.
For some, that’s acceptable. For me, and the people this blog is meant for, that’s death to our souls.
Having defined death as an aseptic existence with no risks, what is life?
Life is understanding these moments are precious, the sunrise will always happen, but we may not. Accepting that our existence is futile, but appreciation for the surroundings is forever.
Currently, I’m working on two things:
1. A UAV company specializing in timber cruises. This is a super cool idea, but I haven’t found equipment yet that will accomplish what I need. But… I took a risk and bet a significant amount of capital on it. It may fail, and gloriously!
2. I’m considering what I want to be, you know, as a grown up… I’m in discussions with a friend to purchase their family farm and turn it into a hops farm. This has a modicum of risk as farming is dependent on so much outside of ones control. And so much hard work. I’m looking forward to that.
We Quit Life 