Amor Fati

The idea of loving one’s fate is a rather new concept for me as it goes in direct opposition to progress. Pressfield’s book War of Art could be translated as doing the work against your fate. Of course, “resistance” as Pressfield describes is there whether it adds or subtracts from your fate. I think that’s the idea of fate. If you’re fated to struggle, you will. If you’re fated to take the easy way out, you will. If you’re fated to be successful, you will be. This may be a different take on it, but that may be why you shouldn’t be mad at yourself for living the life you do.

I shouldn’t be writing this one. You don’t have to look hard to see hustle culture. It’s not toxic in and of itself, but like anything the ideal has bread toxic behaviors among even the messiahs of the movement. Not going to mention any names, you know who they are. They build social media accounts on this stuff. Some sell self-help courses. Most fail or rationalize or worse, don’t care as long as they’re making money.

When I was younger, we just called hustle hard work. To that note, Pareto’s principle or as some know it the 80/20 rule (even though it’s more close to 99/1 in some cases) dictates success mathematically more than whether you can change your life or not. Most people won’t become billionaires or millionaires… unless (and when) the money supply reaches whatever comes after trillion. Then sure, maybe most people will have to be millionaires just to live in America. Those that can do. Those that can’t won’t. In any case, amor fati.

Now, I’m not saying that I can’t go out right now and change my entire life. I can. I can make 180º different decisions and set myself down a whole new path, good or bad. Would that be my fate? Or, would the fate of Jonathan Poland be in what happens along the journey? Enough… Take care.