CREATE!

“This is your life, and it’s ending every second of the day.”

There are an estimated 7 billion people on this planet. I can guarantee you there are over 10 people around the world who are just like you (and I mean literally); over 5 who are doing exactly what you are doing; and 1 who can do it better. 

What will be your trademark?

It may seem like you have a long time to do what you have to; accomplish what you’ve been told to accomplish, and be who you are told to be. Let me let you know something, you only have 24 hours.

24 hours, 1440 minutes, 84 600 seconds, every single day, and that’s it. Nothing else. Every day you wake up, there’s a portion of that time that you’ve wasted. As you’re reading this now, just ask yourself, what do you have to show for all the 24 hours that you have had?

No one is gonna do it for you. People can walk the path to your destiny with you, but they can never walk it for you. And you only have 24 hours, to make your destiny a reality.

24 hours. 1440 minutes. 84 600 seconds every day to make something of yourself. 

“This is your life and it’s ending every second of the day”

It doesn’t matter who you are, where you’re from, or what you have, just create. There’s probably someone with 10 times less than what you have, who is doing 50 times more than what you have done. People are hungry out there and its about time you developed the same hunger.

No excuses! No maybes! No buts! No what ifs!

Get up and do something. Anything! Start with wherever you are, with whatever you got.

My girlfriend told me a story about the Wright brothers. They invented what we now know as the aeroplane. These guys had started with the most ridiculous inspiration in the world. After doing a slight research on them, it turns out they saw a pigeon landing from flight, and were both inspired to make man fly (I know impossible right).

Sure they both had jobs. Sure they both could’ve chosen to stay in their little comfort zone, make their parents proud, work as a publicist for a ridiculous community newspaper, and the other an editor, or after quitting go on to be bicycle manufacturers for the rest of their lives, get married, have kids, have insurance and live a very comfortable and BORING life.

But the Wright brothers heard the call and rose to their prime. They cashed in their entire savings, from their previous jobs, and used the backroom of their then bicycles shop to design and test everything. 

They went from wings attached to a bicycle, to gliders, to the first ever motor powered airplane.

The Wright brothers didn’t care about anything else except getting man into the air. They received criticism, people lambasted them, but they kept on. They had no funding from anybody whatsoever until they made their first motor powered airplane. 

While on the other side of town, an engineer was given $3 million, and paid extensive amounts to do the same thing (develop an aircraft). He got the best architects, best designers, paid to get some of the best equipment, and still failed to develop an aircraft.

”Mentally you have to believe it before you can physically start it”

Do not ever underestimate the willpower of a human being. You’re powerful!

So decide now. I promise you, after you make a decision; when you decide to start living to fullest potential; when you decide that you’re gonna leave something in this world worth remembering, everything about you changes. 

You don’t speak the same. You don’t behave the same. You’re very careful about the things you let into your life, the people you allow into your life, and everything in the universe conspires to help get to where you wanna be. 

So start wherever you are, with whatever you have.

Because you only get 24 hours to leave a legacy!

24 hours! 1440 minutes! 84 600 seconds every day to be great!

How are you gonna use your 24?

I want to end this article with an excerpt from a commercial Micheal Jordan did, while in his prime:

“Maybe it’s my fault. Maybe I led you to believe it was EASY when it wasn’t. Maybe I made you think my highlight started at the FREE THROW LINE and not in the GYM. Maybe I made you think that every shot I took was a game winner. That my game was built on FLASH, and not FIRE. Maybe it’s my fault that you didn’t see that failure gave me strength. That my pain was my motivation. Maybe I led you to believe that basketball was a god given gift, and not something I WORKED for… EVERY SINGLE DAY OF MY LIFE! Maybe I destroyed the game. Or maybe… YOU’RE JUST MAKING EXCUSES!”