It seems we are content wandering aimlessly about in clouds of indifference and fogs of snake oil reason. For the most part we are docile citizens content on following the stringent yet puritanical dogma of our founders. Our ancestors sought to escape the tyrannical yet well structured old world to bravely step from boats into the greatest unknown.
It is the thrill of discovery and the beacon of hope that shines from the source that invites us to take that fateful first step into potential oblivion. The chance invigorates us and charges us onward regardless of the threat.
We are paradoxically powerless and completely in control.
For once we are reconnected to the innocence of preadolescence, the very origin of our spirit. That moment when we felt simultaneously clueless and wise. We penetrate the darkness abound with the light from our long dormant souls.
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