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Purpose and Scope

This medium [Wealth of Actions] is a test or battleground for myself. It is a channel to express my thoughts, theories and ability to communicate them.

I have recently become aware of the length of life itself, and how much can be achieved in the later years of life. Life is a marathon, not a sprint. Cultivating good habits like writing take time.

I write here in pursuit of truth and wisdom. I accept that my views on any one day, post or period may be wrong or misguided. I acknowledge that we must all make mistakes in order to grow and evolve.

I have been reading a lot recently, and plan to continue on this path for the decades ahead. It has come to attention that reading and writing should compliment each other, as too much of one puts off the balance between nourishment and cementing the knowledge that has been learned. This is why I am starting to publish.

Through the process of penning and editing my thoughts, I first and foremost clarify the thoughts in my own mind, and secondly provide some interesting reading material for any who come across these words.

I am also curious about the writing and editing process. This is the first piece I’ve written which I will publish online. I do have some hesitations about privacy and exposing my writing style and thoughts to the internet, but the bet i’m taking is that the benefits will outweigh the risks in this case.

To complete this piece, my process has been to:
Set a countdown timer for 15 minutes on my phone.
Write anything that comes to mind, no major edits or re-writes
Include quotes from books or sources i’ve been reading
Do a first review/edit 15 minutes
Do a second review/edit 10 minutes
Post

Farewell, and here’s to the future 🍾

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