How do you build a life of meaning?
In this book, I don’t want you concerned with making money. Too petty. Or converted to a rigorous religion. Too constraining. Or engaged in toxic masculinity. Too selfish. I want more for you.
I want to rip away the comfort now enslaving your potential.
And imagine if one man’s want could threaten your life of ease.
You’ll find this book is a hybrid memoir with a self-improvement theme. Because why would I ever write about myself without trying to help others? Why would I ever try to help others without using the lessons I’ve learned myself? I’m not a boring theoretician after all.
Ask yourself:
“What would the most optimistic person who’s ever deeply loved me wish for me?
What if one win could wash away all my excuse-filled losses?
Am I willing to evolve into the kind of man who can one day bear the responsibility of a family? Or God-forbid an entire company of families?
Can someone else’s hope revolutionize my hopelessness?”
And within those questions, your potential lurks.
In the shadows.
In the murkiness of history’s dusty shelves and the gloom of broken hopes.
Perhaps your vices, virtues, convictions, and proclivities – the ones you’ve been told were worthless and should bury in a box – could be resurrected as valuable treasures if they were just noticed from the right angle.
Perhaps you were just always misunderstood by those misled men who whispered weakness in your ears because they felt threatened to ever live with passion in their hearts.
You see, my friend, I believe if a drop of hope exists somewhere, it threatens all threats everywhere.
And I suspect hope now lurks in the dark with a desire to blaze forth the infinitely valuable possibilities of what you could achieve with a couple of these steps.
Rick
