Too soon we forget it is from struggle that phenomenon is born. Not ashes to ashes, but from ashes to the light of the Phoenix. We must allow ourselves to be grounded to this great earth by our uncertain path, pain, and temporary maddening in the face of darkness, panic, and shortness of breath.
Too soon we forget that we only live one life; who are we to live free of the world’s weight on our shoulders, on our heart? It is the journey through the depths of darkness that inspire awe as we bask in the euphoric glow of the sun on our face atop the mountain they said couldn’t be climbed; or at least not by the likes of you.
Great books that tell the stories of better men and women are not written by those who stumble from man to majesty overnight. Our souls cannot be taxed…
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