No one doing something beautiful ever got there by complaining about things not being fair. They were too busy working towards something beautiful. Too busy painting the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, too busy sculpting David. Too busy taking the first steps on the moon, too busy writing ‘Stairway to Heaven.’

And right now, while you are complaining about things not being fair, someone else is too busy to complain because they are working towards something beautiful.

Life rewards those who rise above the meddling conversation of comparison, to whom the term ‘level playing field’ is a talking point for politicians debating in favor of the mediocrity of their constituents.

We weave ‘fairness’ into our human constructs, as some kind of desired middle ground to give everyone a chance because we think we can control such circumstances. But life itself unfolds against those constructs, since nothing about life is fair. Good people are taken too soon, often by bad people who are left here too long. Nature has no sense of ‘fair,’ and in fact nothing in nature has so refined a moral compass as to determine what fair is or what it is not. Are natural disasters fair when they take out innocent children? Of course not, but nature keeps on happening, and contrary to the more hubric (WHAT DOES HUBRIC MEAN?) among us, there is nothing we can do about it.

And that is a liberating thing, because you don’t have to carry the burden of depending on what is fair. Unload the constant weight of comparison to others, the never-ending search for a level playing field and take your talent and develop it and rise above the level playing field, above the ordinary fighting over what is fair, to something beautiful.

Because when life is not fair, when it is truly extraordinary, it is beautiful.

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