It’s Time To Redefine The Everyday Grind.

By Jessica Golich


Get a college degree, get a salaried job, get married, have children, pay your taxes, watch the telly, listen to the news, obey the law. Follow societal trends. Travel the safe path. Sweep real pain under the rug. Live in a straitjacket 2000+ hours a year. Read illogical books awash with “golden nuggets” of knowledge. Figure out what you are passionate about, pursue it relentlessly and become a successful middle-class citizen. No, thank you.

Scattered between your roaring left and raging right ear are inessential flying fucks bouncing off the walls of your cranium and an echo of incessant dissonance gradually driving you bat-shit crazy.  You cozily curl up in egyptian cotton sheets while puerile children sleep off their relentless morning labor in fields of reeking dirt. You ludicrously soak up rotten lies loudmouthed bimbos feed you on a daily basis as the toxic, musky scent of synthetic patchouli rises from your cracked clay incense burner. Day after day, month after month, you spend 40-80 hours a week eating your satanic bosses crooked heart out and having telephone conversations with antagonistic assholes seeking a coupon for a product that is overpriced and valueless. You fill the pockets of maniacal shareholders and CEO’s who don’t give a flying fuck if you get shot as you walk out of their colorless office as long as they hit their annual bonus. You flush your entire life down the toilet and sacrifice your true aspirations until your back hurts like hell and your liver has become severely damaged from regularly drinking away your pain. You cannot recall what you spent your precious time on every single day for 40 years while you stare down the barrel of a gun and say a prayer rather than take decisive action. Sigh.

Life is always changing. Your passion tomorrow may not be what it is today. Who does have “it all” figured out? Every human being has multipotentialites that develop, change, shift and mature as you become acquainted with what you have of of freedom (the NSA is watching) and acknowledging the fact that you are in charge of taking matters into your own hands. You are original, unique, innovative and unceasingly changing. It is worth it to spend years upon years fiercely practicing your craft and choosing to experience the so-called pain of discipline over the excruciating pain of regret. The wretched idea that you’re supposed to commit slow identity suicide and slave out years of living this grandiose, dogmatic idea of success that society has shoved down your throat makes me sick to my stomach. You are solely responsible for creating your own meaningful and authentically rich life.

Do whatever you want with your life. Seek out the remaining wild pandas living in the Qinling mountains. Sit on a bus with no destination in mind. Drink a bottle of sparkly wine for breakfast. Ride over The Fairy Chimneys in Cappadocia. Skydive and soar over the Victoria Falls in Zambia. Apply for a visa for an exotic country and live abroad. Know your rights, stand up for yourself and verbally challenge a puffed up police officer. Convert a van into a traveling home and adventure across the country. Don’t take any shit. Do not avoid reality. Tell the truth. Stop making fucking excuses. Practice extreme self-care. Crawl through a long tunnel of darkness. Tell me to shut the fuck up and think for yourself. Drop a logic bomb on a consumerist’s ass. Don’t fake a smile. Keep it gritty, real and raw. Get out of your comfort zone. Do not conform to the expectations of society. Exist. Fumble. Fail. Grow.

Refuse to live as a sleep walking coma trapped by mediocrity. Anything is possible. And while you’re at it, steer clear from human beings who have a situational value system and turn the charm button on/off pertaining to what the world has defined as the “status” as an individual as an accurate predictor of character.

If you are naively unsure of the value of your gifts and are under the assumption that you have nothing unique to offer to this world, your task requires more cunningness. Keep in mind that not knowing is just as exciting as knowing, as you have created an opportunity to embark on a wonderful adventure full of wonder, pain (real talk) and discovery. I am enthusiastically eager to observe your greatness come to life. And I am eager to watch that greatness transform your and our world.