BMX

Watching a movie about some BMX riders and freestyle skaters and some free runners in Arak at Amme Mehri’s.

And wondering still about the meaning of life.

Thinking about how did they manage to choose this way for their lives.

How much time and money they spent to become these and how much talent they had .

And what if they spend so much of their lives and they don’t get any recognition or money?

For a second it just occurred to me who cares? They don’t get rich! So fucking what? What do you want the money for? To enjoy life? So ok imagine you found the money when you are 40 or 50? Enjoy what life when you are old and tired and sunk in responsibility? You expend your life, youth, passion to get a money which is going to probably bring you happiness? You spend –in the sense of expenditure- time to get money and sometimes devalue yourself to get the tool that you hope to be enough to bring you happiness?

For a moment think about it? What would happen if you just enjoy your life, in the sense of feeling that you are achieving and accomplishing something and enjoy it anyways and if as a by product you got the money, OK! If not however you have enjoyed your life! At any given moment if you are dead, before getting to the money that you are so eagerly pursuing, at least you have enjoyed as much life you have had the chance to live.

Just think about it.

How would you enjoy life? 

What is it that by doing which, you enjoy and are proud of your existence? Is there anything, that you might become good at, better than you other qualities, even though you can not be the best of the world at it? 

Direction! Moving and endeavoring towards something. Any ounce of progress you make in getting to which doubles your energy keep going ahead.

How about a journey, just to go and go and go until you find and discover those things about yourself.

3 Azar 91

Arak – Ammeh Mehri’s 

10:27 PM