The Emptiness of Success Part One.

       So let's continue our series, Unmasking Purpose.
Today I am choosing to target what the world perceives as happiness. Success whether it be fame, wealth, popularity, or a successful love life are what the world perceives as the ultimate goal of life. Before I begin to disclose the flaws in this thinking, Let me give you a list of names I have studied extensively:

• John D. Rockefeller
• Winston Churchill
• J.P. Morgan
• Andrew Carneigi
• Teddy Roosevelt
• Steve Jobs
• C.S. Lewis
• Donald Trump
• Cornelius Vanderbelt
• Bill Gates
• Henry Ford
• Thomas Edison
• Benjamin Franklin
• Thomas Jefferson
• John Adams

And many more
         
        All the above men, are men that in later posts I will dive into more depth to prove my theory.
But for now, Let me tell you about my story. Starting at the age of fifteen, I had the undying will to do something of significance. As a young adult, pursuing my dreams, I have found my obsession for this goal to be a driving force which has led me to a place not many 21 year olds can say they are. Throughout my childhood I struggled with many fights with my family. At the pinnacle of which, I left in a rage, never to return, tired of the constant assault.
     
        During this period, my landscaping company Sporting Turfs was growing at an astronomical rate. And my ambitious dream was leading me into Washington state. As I was packing ready to leave, I was offered a job from Viatek that after my salary and commission, it would have been a minimum of 55,000. (21 year old no college degree)

        The job I promptly declined, although grateful for the opportunity.


        I laughed to myself while packing my bags for Washington State. That just one week before I found myself in an assylum hospital in Atlanta, Georgia.
My depression over the last few months had spiraled out of control and I knew I needed change. My reasoning and logic behind the move was although I did not know a single person west of Arkansas, I had done it before and I would grow Sporting Turfs again; but this time more successfully.

       Fast forward eight months, 63 clients, two trucks, and five part time employees. I start my talks with John Deere of Tennessee to move home. With $10,000 on the table from another business in Washington, I happily accept and sell my landscape business.

I had just sold a business I started from scratch at 20 years old for 10 grand with under eight months of work.

        I should be happy, right? After all, Im accomplishing my dream to be significant, Im on the right track. 

The road to happiness is paved with purpose. I look forward to seeing you, my dear reader in The Emptiness of Success Part Two.