Earlier as I was wondering what to write I really could not find any topic to argue about. But then I started to wonder about my originality. I was not feeling original, I couldn’t think of anything original to say.

Have you ever had that feeling? The feeling of lacking originality?download

It’s strange isn’t it? What are we? If not a combination of our parents, our friends and the particular set of experiences that happen to us through life? And yet, we are so profoundly different from one other. Why is it hard to be original at times?

This leads me to think, why the hell would we want to fit in? Isn’t that idea crazy? I mean, we’ll only be here for a while, why not yell as hard as we can who or what we think we are?

“I won’t tell you that the world matters nothing, or the world’s voice, or the voice of society. They matter a good deal. They matter far too much. But there are moments when one has to choose between living one’s own life, fully, entirely, completely—or dragging out some false, shallow, degrading existence that the world in its hypocrisy demands. You have that moment now. Choose!” 
― Oscar Wilde

So many mighty people, it’s amazing. It’s so amazing I’ll use another quote!

“Every select man strives instinctively for a citadel and a privacy, where he is FREE from the crowd, the many, the majority– where he may forget “men who are the rule,” as their exception;– exclusive only of the case in which he is pushed straight to such men by a still stronger instinct, as a discerner in the great and exceptional sense.” 
― Friedrich NietzscheBeyond Good and Evil

I agree with Friedrich. There are men of stonger instinct that make us think twice about what we are doing, and that feeds us with greatness, makes us more, original, and in a way, better.

Back to originality. Its seems to me that the man that worries about being original in any term, loses his originality. Cool does not chase cool.

Moments of genius arrive only in spontaneity.

Think of the times were you have been more alive and vibrant and I can assure you that what you were the least concerned about was wether you were being original, you were just rocking it.

That is the issue with originality, it just comes, it just is. When we look for it, it flees. When we no longer care about it, it comes back. Don’t try. 


This is sort of a relief isn’t it? Originality and authentiity come without force, without push, it just flows.

Now, Just as Seneca did with Epicurus, I’ll use some of his words to end this!

“Begin at once to live, and count each separate day as a separate life.” 
― Seneca

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