The will to try...

A bit of rampant, even militant enthusiasm done back when I was regularly posting on Unglued America:

Sometimes fatigue overtakes us so that we fear we must languish, must fail, must succumb to the sucking entropy that would consume us utterly...

Yet, for me at least, these are passing moments, only speed bumps on the broad boulevard of optimism upon which my course is typically charted. Like Luke in the photo, straining against the sword that's buried so deeply in the proverbial stone, I dedicate my energies to the higher cause, the larger dream, the road less traveled.

Who am I to expect such rarefied return on the intestment of my faith? I am the one who dares -- to try, to strive, to be, and to dream.

And who are you to doubt my suitablility for the task? Am I not mind, body and spirit animate? Am I not working in miracles? Am I not perfect in composition and poetic in constitution? Who are you, too, to doubt that you are any less? Do you not bear the same spark that fires my own breath, being, and imagination? Do you not feel the same sun on your face? Does your heart not pulse to the same eternal rhythms? And does your soul not flutter and flap against the bars of its temporal prison, as it yearns to return to its eternal home?

We are one, you and I, kindred spirits and wayfarers on this arcane journey through time, space and being. Ours is the same breath, the same path, the same dream. To cite the noble Tennyson:

T'is not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."

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