This is me; having realized that no matter how much of a writer, hippie, or bohemian I am, I am also a guy who enjoys success in business.
After all, you wouldn’t want someone else to judge you through a single lens or label, so why do it to yourself.
You are not this or that. You are whole. And to recognize the parts of you that exist seemingly in direct opposition to one another is the essence of wholeness.
The trick to happiness and inner peace, for me at least, is living in a way that holds the opposing parts together – not neglecting one or the other, but living in a way that honors both the billionaire and the Buddhist in me.
The Young Actuals of this world are those who understand that freedom is not meant to be wasted living a mass produced life in which we are at best imitatable – and at worst: miserable imitations.
For the Young Actual, to fear what others think is suicide; to envy others: insanity; for we believe in our own originality, and in the quiet intuitive knowledge that God was always only ever an archetype for man.
And, tired of living with the results of backwards myths, we have no Gods but our highest selves.
Our religion: the private experience of living a personal myth.
Our existence: a creative rebellion in which art is once again made loyal to man’s interior truths, through which the invidvidual once again hears her own inner voice.
For we are not products of the collective, but the producers, and the stewards of consciousness itself.
Young Actuals ethos inspired by Ayn Rand, Albert Camus, and Ralph Waldo Emerson.