Famous characters. Different philosophies. You might ask what they have in common - if anything at all. Nirvana, Wealth and Heaven. All end states of different logical frameworks.
Instead of subscribing to a common idea, they all created a new path, choosing solitude in thought. Buddha spent his nights trying to figure out how to be present, Ayn wanted to understand how to serve her own self-interest, and Martin did not accept the monetization of his belief.
Martin stated that reason is a whore, the greatest enemy that faith has; it never comes to the aid of spiritual things, but more frequently than not struggles against the divine Word, treating with contempt all that emanates from God.
On the other hand, Ayn though that reason is an axiom, a divine truth that everyone should live by. This formed her view; I swear, by my life and my love of it, that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.
While Ayn accumulated fame and wealth as she lived out her philosophy, Buddha concluded that this was the root for his suffering. To be present, he had to stop being concerned by his property, and the adjectives he used to describe his I. Buddha understood that what we think, we become. Later becoming a victim of his own understanding.
Contrary to their fates, most are forgotten. People are too afraid to do what they did. Most people have grit, but they contemplated it, and choose to look another way. Ease is not something shameful, and can save energy if handled right. Yet many fall in the habit of comfort, clutching together with likeminded shaping a clog in our common thought.
Original thinkers have simple ideas. They often start by asking the most humblest of questions – why? Just like you once did. The difference is that they nourished their seeking. Curiosity turned into motivation, passion, slowly misleading them into a state uncomfortable for most. Loneliness.
They all started with a simple notion, focusing on it so much that they did not pay attention to the diminishing light around them. What was seeded with an idea soon shaped the root of a framework - a stem to make order of the world. Their frameworks gave them meaning, which motivated them, and led to an obsessive passion.
When Martin Luther walked over to the Castle Church in Wittenberg and nailed a paper of 95 theses to the door, when Buddha reached his 49th day of meditation under a fig tree, and Ayn wrote her 92-page radio speech for John Galt in Atlas Shrugged - they were all trapped - trapped in their own reality.
Perhaps many of our celebrated minds were lunatics, they had such devotion that they preached their subjective reality. They all perfected their talents, to express themselves in their beliefs, and thereby revealing the very essence of self-expression.
Many people are too afraid to do what they did. Solitude trickles. It starts with your spine, later stuffing your lower back, ties, filling your mind with anxiety. Thoughts then multiply, leaving your gaze in emptiness to finish in a voiceless scream.
Their strength endured the discomfort of monophobia to the point that they could harvest the fruits of their own philosophy, making their framework the opium of their daily lives.
Many people comfortably spend time on things that they do not like. Others have sufficient achievements without any meaning, and only a few harvest the fruits of their own philosophy.