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Notes: * Summary Of Post Is At The Bottom * Didn’t proofread or write artistically forgive spelling/grammatical errors. * Shout out to Pypes and Bdog for creating a platform to express ideas. * These are genuine ideas conceived after an accident this week. Feel free to critique or voice an opposing opinion. @josh Before the rise of the industrial age, people were forced to fend for themselves. They were forced to focus on survival and the process of building community in a world full of risk. Risk of disease, uncertainty of supplies or necessities as basic as food and water. They were forced to come together to accomplish the ultimate goal of survival. I believe that the world falls apart as the human race becomes increasingly comfortable. Comfort distracts us from the true beauty of reality, and the preciousness of life. You see, humans instinctively and subconsciously crave risk, they crave to lose control, they crave to live in uncertainty, all without knowing it. This is definitive through the way world has found its own methods to indulge in unnatural risk. The loss of control through alcohol, the risk inherent in gambling, and the uncertainty of experimentation with drugs — all of these activities bring us back to our instinctual past, and satisfy our longing for uncertainty with an insatiable addiction to the unknown. The void we all feel in our lives is filled by these unnatural forms of uncertainty. The alcohol, the sex, the violence, the gambling. The only difference between the unhealthy experiences of uncertainty and our natural ones is that in the latter, fear and anguish come first. The world rewards us for persevering through our trials, whereas the unhealthy forms reward us first, and punish us later. Comfort skews our perception of the precious nature of life itself. We become apathetic and docile — Causing us to fight fights and begin wars – which, through their violence, fill our need for uncertainty, and thus the vicious cycle of comfort and unnatural submission to our desires begins. Empires rise and fall. They rise as humans indulge in natural risk, and fall as humans indulge in unnatural risk – first caused by their comfort. The most frightening thing is that our generation is certainly most vulnerable to this theory. Our grandparents were close enough to struggle that they could effectively engrain within their children (our parents) childhood stories about the risks and the hard work of their ancestors. Now though, we are so distant from our uncomfortable past that we don’t even believe it exists. Thus creating the couch potato Generation Y. Us millennials between the ages of 15-35. So how do we avoid this problem? Living through risks and uncertainty and near death incidents inspire us to be grateful. It inspires us to be thankful, to spend time with family, to live in community. It inspires us to use love, it gives us joy, in the aftermath it fills us with peace, it allows for us to have patience. Our experiences show us that the best way to compose yourself is through kindness. It fills us with goodness and faithfulness, gentleness and most importantly self control. By stepping out of our personal comfort boundaries, we improve the world through improving our character. Summary Of Thought: • Life was more meaningful before we became obsessed with being comfortable. • Comfort may in fact be the root of all evil. • Being uncomfortable more often inspires us to value what is truly meaningful in life. • Our Generation has no concept of what our forefathers went through, and this have no respect for the preciousness of life. • Take More Risks. It will create better entrepreneurs, better businesses, better people. And who knows … Even government may become relevant.

I could’t even believe this. In 2009, a unique event changed my life. As meangingless or materialistic as it may seem; the turning point in my character, beliefs, ambitions and what I understood to be possible was sparked by my first encounter with an exotic car. I was in Calgary driving on an overpass when I spotted the car that to me, had only existed in the posters of my bedroom walls, although this time it took the form of a yellow dot several kilometers away. I frantically advised my taxi driver that our predetermined route was no longer my first priority, and he would be compensated for extending our trip so that I could get a close up gaze upon the car of my dreams. As we arrived at a small Calgary Auto Dealership I could not believe how much more significant the car looked through the lenses of real life. The long and short of the story is this: The General Manager was kind enough to drive me and a roaring V10 Lamborghini through the streets of Calgary. You see, at the time I was battling a severe anxiety disorder and depression. The feel of exhilaration in its purest form that this particular car provided for me (essentially a roller coaster that you can steer) allowed me to escape my anxiety. It allowed me to forget everything and feel renewed. Obsessed with my experience and upon arrival back in Winnipeg I began searching for Dealerships within my own city that had anything similar to a Lamborghini in their local inventory. I came across one article in the Winnipeg Sun about a dealership who had the exact same car I had experienced, only in a different color. There was a short video that displayed the President of the dealership showcasing the car. I had this deep desire to spend my time around these glorious machines and I made a commitment and a goal to my grade 9 self that I would one day work with this man in his dealership. This is where the story becomes really crazy. As I was browsing the internet yesterday evening I came across that same Lamborghini article that was posted five years ago! I then immediately remembered the goal and commitment I had made to myself that one day. I wanted to work with this man in his dealership. As I began watching the video again I was absolutely shocked. The man who was showcasing the Local Winnipeg Lamborghini was a man by the name of Daniel Mickflikier; my current boss. I absolutely lost my mind when I realized the dealership that I had once committed to working for 5 year ago was Vickar Mitsubishi. The dealership that I Began working with in November. I realized that I had achieved my goal without even knowing it. And the man I wanted to work for is now my mentor. Goes to show that with hard work, persistence and the visualization of a goal and the attainment of a desire things begin to fall into place, and you begin to create your own luck.

“An artist is someone who uses bravery, insight, creativity, and boldness to challenge the status quo. — I don’t think the shortage of artists has much to do with the innate ability to create or initiate. I think it has to do with believing that it’s possible and acceptable for you to do it. We’ve had these doors open wide for only a decade or so, and most people have been brainwashed into believing that their job is to copyedit the world, not to design it. If you become someone who is uncomfortable unless you are creating change, restless if things are standing still, and disappointed if you haven’t failed recently, you’ve figured out how to become comfortable with the behaviour most likely to make you safe going forward. — Alas, there is no pain free way to achieve your goals”

Games 6 and 7 of the 2006 NBA finals were to be held in Dallas, giving the Miami Heat a massive statistical disadvantage against the Mavericks. Miami Coach Pat Riley understood that in order to win the championship it was vital that Miami sealed the deal in game six. In order to inspire his team to take the championship on their first night, Coach Riley made an unconventional command towards his players. “Pack only enough supplies and clothing for one day.” He demanded. “One Tie, One Shirt, One pair of pants.” This solidified Riley’s belief in his team and built a desire and a visualization of attainment in a goal within his players. The Heat won in game six, and went down as one of the best NBA finals comeback teams in history. Desire-Passion-Visualization-Realization.