Sterling Hayden

Jan 29th, 2012No Comments

Sterling Hayden was a famous Hollywood actor in 60′s-70′s. He had important roles among others in “Dr. Strangelove” in 1964 and “The Godfather” in 1972, but that’s not why I write, so I let his biography to wikipedia.

What is interesting is that at some point in his career he left everything and “kidnapping” the four children went sailing in the South Seas.

In his autobiography, “Wanderer” there is a step that has become a banner for all those people who are in search of freedom. Personally I was very impressed and I feel completely in it, but as in each wrote half of the work is the interpretation of the reader, it could make a completely opposite effect on you. For this reason I don’t try to explain why but I just hope that you too can read what I have read it.

To be truly challenging, a voyage, like a life, must rest on a firm foundation of financial unrest.
Otherwise, you are doomed to a routine traverse, the kind known to yachtsmen who play with their boats at sea… cruising, it is called.
Voyaging belongs to seamen, and to the wanderers of the world who cannot, or will not, fit in.
If you are contemplating a voyage and you have the means, abandon the venture until your fortunes change. Only then will you know what the sea is all about.
“I’ve always wanted to sail to the south seas, but I can’t afford it.” What these men can’t afford is not to go.
They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of security. And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine – and before we know it our lives are gone.
What does a man need – really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in – and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment.
That’s all – in the material sense, and we know it.
But we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention for the sheer idiocy of the charade.
The years thunder by, the dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed.
Where, then, lies the answer? In choice.
Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life?

Sterling Hayden

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