Showing posts with label journey in life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label journey in life. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Blue Pill or Red Pill?


A stranger approaches you and asks you, "Blue Pill or Red Pill?"

A blue pill will give you a chance to go back in time and reset everything. You still retain all the memories and knowledge that you have accumulated until now. 

A red pill will make you an instant ultra-rich person. 

So, you were given a chance to choose. 

What is your choice?

My choice is to take the red pill.

Okay, first, why not the blue pill?

Because no matter how we reset our lives, how we go back in time, we are all still the same human beings capable of making mistakes. Over and over again. Because that's what we are. To err is human. As love and kindness make us human, too. 

Most people want to go back in time to undo those mistakes that they've done. They want to undo those regretful moments. 

But in our most difficult journey in life, there are good circumstances that come out of it.

The sweet serendipity. 

The good accidents. 

And undoing our mistakes will undo those good things, too. 

Owning your own failures, mistakes, and regrets make you a stronger person. It also prevents us from making the same mistakes all over again. 


Well, unless you are potato- head and cabbage-head. No offence to potatoes and cabbages.

Now, why red pill? They say that money is the root of all evil.

Yes, it is. If it's in the wrong hands. 

But then, if I'm financially independent, I can do anything good that I want to do. 

 I can help a lot of people because I love helping people. I love the act of giving so much that it warmths my entire soul.

I can also travel anywhere. Seeing all of the great places in the world will open up my eyes to what beauty this planet of ours have. Meeting and befriending strangers will make you see an entirely different perspective of humanity. That there may be cultural differences, we can still find a lot of similarities. 


So, how about you?  Blue Pill or Red Pill?






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