Mason Wartman left his six-figure Wall Street job last year to open a pizza business which enables his community to help the homeless. A prime example that it isn’t always about the benjamins (money) and there’s always a way to help, whether you’re the one running the business that allows for these charitable contributions or are a contributor yourself.
By David K. William
Many choices we make in life—ranging from what we do, to how we conduct ourselves, and who we interact with—are subject to prying questions and commentary from those around us. Family members, friends, and even total strangers, it often seems like everyone has an opinion on the things we do, no matter how small or insignificant those things might seem to us.
“What would be really interesting to see is how beautiful things grow out of shit. Because nobody ever believes that. Everybody thinks that Beethoven had his string quartets completely in his head—they’d somehow appeared there and formed in his head—before he, and all he had to do was write them down and they would kind of be manifest to the world. But I think what’s so interesting, and what would really be a lesson that everybody should learn is that things come out of nothing, things evolve out of nothing.
If you walk around with the idea that there are some people who are so gifted—they have these wonderful things in their head, but you’re not one of them, you’re just sort of a normal person, you could never do anything like that—then you live a different kind of life. You could have another kind of life, where you can say, ‘well, I know that things come from nothing very much, and start from unpromising beginnings, and I’m an unpromising beginning, and I could start something.’”
You know, the tiniest seed in the right situation turns into the most beautiful forest, and then the most promising seed in the wrong situation turns into nothing. And I think this would be important for people to understand, because it gives people confidence in their own lives to know that that’s how things work.”
As written in Wikipedia:
Its translation is “adoration (namas) to Śiva“, preceded by the mystical syllable “Aum“. Om Namah Shivaya mantra is sung by devotees in prayers and recited by yogis in meditation. It is associated with qualities of prayer, divine-love, grace, truth and blissfulness.”
Haven’t heard the song before? Press “play” on the video and enjoy; read along with the comic for a better experience.
This story’s been around for a while but it’s a beautiful story well worth sharing time and time again.
Naturally the internet speculates if this is a real story and the trolls have ripped into it to the best of their abilities. Regardless of the truth behind it, however, the message is clear: ugly can be beautiful.
Many people want to be richer more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.
Judging from appearances/what you perceive alone is a terribly assumptive thing we all do to some degree. Stories like this are a great, and necessary, reminder that we never know the whole story about something unless we’re willing to learn it. Consider yourself reminded.
While waiting to pay for my lunch today a woman with her child was holding up the line. She was having trouble paying as her cards didn’t seem to work, so the rest of us were waiting for her to finish her transaction. After several failed attempts she was asked to “step aside” so the rest of us in the line could pay and leave.
There was an elderly brother-sister duo in front of me, the old man super shaky and needing some help from his sis to get stuff done. As he went to pay the cashier barked at the woman who’d held up the line to give him some space. The woman, already super embarrassed that her cards weren’t working, sheepishly moved away while desperately looking through her purse for something, anything she could use to pay. The old man paid for his food, then handed the distraught woman a $5 bill with his shaky hand. As the woman gaped in surprise he nodded his head, held the $5 closer to her until she took it, then he and his sis went on with their day. I then came up to pay, smiling at the elderly duo, and watched the woman go from surprised to realization, then she whispered an embarrassed yet humble “thank you” after them. As soon as I finished she quietly handed the $5 bill to the cashier, paid for their food, then left with her daughter in tow, still in a bit of shock. Continue reading