Artist

I want to be an artist. In a world where most people chase money, history remembers the great ones for what they did — not how much they earned.

Do I have to be great? No. Do I have to aim for greatness? Not necessarily. But if you, like me, want to leave a lasting mark on the world, then you should pursue it. First, what’s not great? It’s mundane.

Being ordinary is either just normal or downright dull. Ordinary people don’t stand out, they don’t change the world, and they’re easy to forget. A mundane life has no flavor, no color — essentially it’s a life that fades away.

The point of living is to follow a calling — a calling that pushes you to trade the easy life (9‑to‑5, hobbies, a glass of whiskey) for something bigger.

I think about these callings in terms of what I want people to remember me for at my funeral. Pursuing a calling means writing the most compelling story ever told. If no other story excites you, you’re probably chasing the wrong thing.

Stories often look alike—that’s normal. Knowledge is a shared resource, and similar ideas tend to surface at the same time.

But that’s fine. Your work should first resonate with you. Ideas may sprout from the same seed, but how you grow them — that’s what sets you apart. It’s your execution, your narrative, and your life.

If everyone tapped into their inner artist, the world would overflow with rich stories — far more exciting than the fleeting show‑off of bodies or wealth online. It would be calmer, more beautiful, and more thoughtful.

The world needs art.