One Apple A Day #294
“If a man has not discovered something that he will die for, he isn’t fit to live.”
In the last weeks, this quote from Martin Luther King came out a few times. In my conversations with others and my daily self-reflection.
I asked myself that question a lot of times.
What I would be willing to die for?
Honestly, I haven’t found an answer yet.
And in this quest, other questions pop out.
What does this say about me and my life?
What if that “something to die for” is there, inside me, but I just can’t see it?
Maybe it won’t be visible until my life is really at stake?
Is it the same as having a burning passion for something?
I have no answers. I’ve been struggling with this kind of questions all my life.
I have friends and siblings who know their passions since they were kids.
Some of them live it, others don’t.
But they knew what to answer when asked about what they wanted to do as adults.
I still don’t know. I haven’t found that burning passion.
So, I have to create it.
Experimenting every day.
Making mistakes, taking wrong turns that force me to go back to the beginning.
Countless times I felt wrong for me not knowing my passion.
And while I write this.
In this very moment.
I realise that maybe my quest is my passion.
To protect my and your freedom to explore the unknown universe within and without us.
That is something I would die for.