A FAT Life

“Live life to the fullest!”

We hear this quote quite very often. In this society, those set of five words are blatantly used as some sort of a mechanism as a motivational phrase for finding self-worth and for justifying its proceeded actions.

Do the best you can, sieze the opportunity, follow your heart’s whisper, savor every moment’s magic, live up to your dreams and desires… blah blah blah…! Carpe diem!

I say, absolute load of crap.

I don’t think that very many of us fully understand what those words mean. What does it mean to live life to the fullest? How do we know to ‘live’ to it’s greater potential? And my favorite part… the fact that something has to be ‘filled’ denotes that it does indeed have a capacity. A limit. An end.

Take a look around. People are doing what they do in life because of what we deemed important (what is important?), driven from goals and aspirations, or maybe the lack thereof. We have been doing this since childhood.

We learn to play our favorite sports, try to be one or hang around the cool kids at school. Show off our cars, trophies and other goodies to others. Then we might continue on with higher education, graduate with a degree and land a prospective job, ready to play the game of corporate ladder ass kissing. 

Along the way, maybe after a few encounters and experimentations, we then pursue a relationship, trying to find that significant someone. Get married, have 2.5 children and a dog, live in the suburbs, kiss some more asses ’till you get that beach house along the coast, sending the brats away to their own while you take a sip of your salted golden margarita on the rocks while you lay on your hammock by the back porch overlooking a golf course ahead. Awesome!

Then what? What else is out there for you?

You die. Just like that.

What a life. What a ‘full’ life you’ve had, huh?

When I die, I certainly don’t want to, and definitely won’t be remembered by my material worth, bank account, social status, career achievements, and everything I’ve accomplished under my belt. All-time records will always be surpassed by somebody else, top notch recognitions and accomplishments will always be stored away in books, ready to rot in libraries, to be forgotten. Everything under the sun will cease to exist.

When I die, the only legacy I can leave behind is my essence. When everything under the sun cease to exist, my character will shine to the people in my life, to all of my family and dear friends that I love and absolutely care for, and to ones that I will encounter in the future. Don’t ever, ever take them for granted. Nothing can take away that moment whenever you take a moment to say ‘thank you’ whenever someone holds the door for you. Or calling somebody to say you care and want to spend time with them. When was the last time you sincerely told someone “I love you“? Little acts of love greatly kindles a fire of passion. So go ahead and live life to its fullest. Full in a sense that is in never-ending pursuit of far greater than of this world. No limits, no end, nothing at all.