The fake YOLO


The problem with the popularised mantra YOLO (you only live once), peddled by adrenaline junkies, gurus and people who have been sucked into the hedonistic vortex that the instant gratification culture has created, is that it fails to realise that this is a fake nirvana that can not be reached by leaping off a bridge attached to a giant elastic band. 

YOLO, so, what does that mean? For what purpose?

In order for us to move out of our current safety zone to a new one we need to handle our own fears and emotions, which is not some quick fix pill, popped and then we can suddenly live a life without fear and at warp factor 9 every day. 

The key to a fulfilled life is not a constant blur of JFDI milkshake, it is having goals that matter to us and then moving on at our pace to achieve them. We can only transition to a new safety zone when we feel comfortable and ready to do so and that can take time. 

However, we allow peer pressure to put us in a position, where even though on the surface, we are fitting in and living life at the percieved ‘edge’, deep down many wish they didn’t ‘fit in’. Uncomfortable in this forced fake place.

It takes bravery to stand out from the crowd and not succumb to the pressure to fit in and it takes more bravery to do it with patience. Ultimately, however,  it is more soulful and rewarding to do stuff that matters to us.

Real YOLO comes from being brave enough to do something different, to stay true to your values, to not fit in and to follow our unique path. It does not come from following the crowd heading to the instant gratification burnout of the mass culture fuelled by the short-term macho behaviour of thinking your ‘living it’.

You only live once but it is surely for purpose far greater in meaning than short term gratification. 

If we were guaranteed a 1,000 years

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I read an article a while back that claimed that the first person who will live to be age 1,000 has already been born.

If we were guaranteed a 1,000-year life, what would we do differently?

Would we plan stages to do different things and take in different experiences? Would we have several trial runs at things and until we got it right? Would we try to fit in as much as possible and use every single day as it if was our last? Would we do nothing for 990 years, then with just 10 left suddenly think shit I better get on with it now? Would we hate the certainty and hate the fact that there was no risk and so much time that there was no urgency?

Our lives are not guaranteed, much as we have this notion of teenage years, our twenties, thirties etc for each decade until our retirement of this expected life. We all sit and say ‘in my fifties I plan to do this’ or ‘in my retirement, I’m going to do…’.

I must have missed seeing my guarantee.

We do not have a certainty of anything.

Certainty is in our imagination, put there by a system that wants compliance and dependency on them to provide us ‘safety’ in return for that compliance.

It is not about how long we have got, it is about what we choose to do with it and how much we are prepared to exchange their imaginary safety for risk and the potential reward of something meaningful.

Why have a 1,000-year life if all you do is the same as now?