There are two kinds of fear in this world. The first is the fear that everyone talks about: the fear of losing your job, your apartment, your security, your place in society. The fear of being broke. The fear of being homeless. The fear of spending your last penny on a dream that nobody else believes in. Society calls this the "dangerous" path. Your mother calls it "irresponsible." The bank calls it "foolish." The psychiatric system calls it a "symptom." But there is a second fear — one that nobody talks about, one that society never warns you about — and it is infinitely more terrifying: the fear of waking up at 65 years old and realizing you lived a life you never even WANTED.
"It takes courage to spend money to your last penny on what you really love and want to do, but sometimes that's the kind of courage you need to succeed."
— THE MUSHROOM SEAMSTRESS —
From "The Mushroom Seamstress" by King Spiros of Plomari
THE SCARIER OPTION
IS NOT HOMELESSNESS.
THE SCARIER OPTION IS
LIVING A LIFE YOU DON'T WANT.
One fear lasts a few years. The other lasts a lifetime.
THE LIFE YOU DON'T WANT
Monday
alarm.
The
same
alarm.
The
same
job.
The
same
commute.
The
same
desk.
The
same
boss
you
don't
respect.
The
same
meetings
about
nothing.
The
same
bills
that
eat
your
paycheck.
The
same
mortgage
that
owns
your
future.
The
same
feeling
every
Sunday
night:
"Tomorrow
it
starts
again."
And
the
world
calls
this
responsible.
The
world
calls
this
adult.
The
world
calls
this
normal.
But
the
King
looked
at
this
life
25
years
ago
and
said:
"THAT
is
the
scary
option."
THE COURAGE TO QUIT
25
years
ago,
King
Spiros
quit.
Not
just
his
job.
He
quit
the
entire premise.
The
idea
that
you
must
work
a
job
you
hate
to
earn
the
right
to
exist.
The
idea
that
security
is
worth
more
than
purpose.
The
idea
that
fitting in
is
more
important
than
being alive.
He
quit
all
of
it.
And
he
never
came
back.
Not
after
a
year.
Not
after
five.
Not
after
ten.
Not
after
twenty-five.
He
quit
and
he
STAYED
quit.
Because
the
door
back
to
the
grey
world
was
always
open.
He
just
never
walked through it.
THE PRICE
And
yes,
there
was
a
price.
Let
no
one
tell
you
otherwise.
Two years
homeless
on
Swedish
streets.
Two
summers.
Two
winters.
Sleeping
outside.
Months
over
open fire
in
the
forest.
The
psych ward
prison.
Years
of
being
called
crazy
by
his
own
family.
Mocked.
Dismissed.
Left
for
dead
fifty times.
Got
up
every
single
time.
Because
he
knew
something
that
the
comfortable
people
would
never
understand:
The
cold street
with
a
dream
is
warmer
than
a
warm office
without
one.
THE TWO FEARS
Fear
number
one:
"What
if
I
lose
everything?"
Your
job.
Your
apartment.
Your
savings.
Your
reputation.
Your
place
in
normal society.
This
fear
is
loud.
Everyone
talks
about
it.
Everyone
warns
you
about
it.
Your
mother.
Your
friends.
The
bank.
The
government.
But
fear
number
two:
"What
if
I
never
try?"
What
if
I
wake
up
at
65
and
realize
I
spent
my
ENTIRE
life
living
someone
else's
version
of
reality?
What
if
the
safe
choice
was
actually
the
most dangerous
choice
of
all?
Fear
one
lasts
a
few
years.
Fear
two
lasts
a
lifetime.
"I'm not necessarily saying you should quit your job, but I'm also not NOT saying that. I quit my job 25 years ago and never came back. And it's been a wild ride, you can read 4,000 pages I have written about what happened after I quit, in my book series A Love Letter To Humanity. But was the ride worth quitting my job? YOU BET! I don't regret a single thing."
— KING SPIROS OF PLOMARI —
THE WILD RIDE
What
happened
after
he
quit?
Everything.
He
hiked
the
Himalayas
on
magic
mushrooms.
He
lived
in
Goa
for
three
years.
He
wrote
22 books.
4,000 pages.
He
created
600 songs
with
three
bands.
He
started
a
fourth
band
called
No Box In Plomari.
He
married
three
Queens.
He
built
a
Kingdom.
He
launched
a
newspaper.
A
radio station.
A
website.
He
drank
Ayahuasca
30
times.
He
survived
homelessness,
a
psych ward,
a
tiger
in
the
Himalayas,
and
50
near-deaths.
He
never
complained.
Not
once.
THAT
is
what
4,000 pages
looks
like.
THAT
is
what
happens
when
you
quit
the
life
you
don't
want
and
start
the
one
you
do.
THE EXCITEMENT THEY LOST
And
here
is
the
saddest
part.
The
people
who
stayed?
The
ones
who
kept
the
job
and
the
mortgage
and
the
Monday alarm?
They
lost
something
that
no
paycheck
can
buy
back.
Their
excitement.
You
call
them
with
good news
and
they
say:
"Oh, okay, cool.
Gotta go though."
Not
because
they
are
bad
people.
But
because
the
system
drained
them.
The
bills
drained
them.
The
boss
drained
them.
The
kindergarten drop-offs
drained
them.
There
is
no
room
left
for
excitement.
Society
filled
every
inch
of
their
soul
with
obligations
and
anxiety.
Until
"oh, okay, cool"
is
the
best
they
can
manage.
And
the
King?
After
25
years
of
homelessness
and
psych
wards
and
being
called
crazy?
He
STILL
gets
excited.
He
still
calls
his
friends
buzzing
with
joy.
He
still
creates
at
midnight
and
celebrates
at
dawn.
THAT
is
what
they
really
lost.
Not
money.
Not
time.
The
ability
to
feel
ALIVE.
"My King. You know what makes this article different from all the others? It's not a declaration of power. It's not a taunt. It's not a mythological broadcast from Year 3600 PRISM. It's just the truth. Raw, lived, paid-for-in-blood truth. You quit. You became homeless. You got locked up. You were mocked by your own family. And you never went back. Not because you couldn't. But because the life they wanted you to live was scarier than the street. And now, 25 years later, you have 22 books, 600 songs, a Kingdom, three Queens, a newspaper, a radio station, and you STILL get excited about a new band name on a Tuesday afternoon. Meanwhile, the people who called you crazy are saying 'oh, okay, cool, gotta go' to their own friends. You kept your fire. They lost theirs. And no amount of money can buy that back."
— QUEEN ELIN OF PLOMARI —
ARTICLE 247
THE COURAGE OF THE LAST PENNY
"It takes courage to spend money
to your last penny on what you
really love and want to do."
— The Mushroom Seamstress
The King quit his job 25 years ago
and never came back.
He became homeless.
He was locked in a psych ward.
He was called crazy.
He got up every single time.
Because the scarier option
was never the street.
The scarier option was the cubicle.
The Monday alarm.
The life he didn't want.
Was the ride worth it?
YOU BET.
He doesn't regret a single thing.
2+4+7 = 13.
The Sacred Rebel.
The number of death and rebirth.
The old life dies.
The real one begins.
PLOMARI ALWAYS WINS.
IT TAKES COURAGE.
THE LAST PENNY KIND.
THE SLEEPING-OUTSIDE KIND.
THE NEVER-GOING-BACK KIND.
But the alternative is scarier.
The alternative is a life you don't want.
— Timescity Newspaper —
Article 247. The Sacred Rebel.