Inaction Is the Harbinger of Atrophy.
Wednesday, November 1, 2023
Welcome to November '23! May it be the prologue of 2024.
I've been cycling the existence of this website. At night, I want to tear it all down; in the morning, the pendulum shoots across the stars and I want to build the site up further. I'm going to have to trust one of these fellas. Since I'm writing this in the morning: "Hey, Night Guy. Keep this place running."
(—I'm sure he'll listen.)
These reflections are different at 45 compared to age 25 in 2003. I do not know whether my world is larger now or if it is smaller. I really hope it cannot be said of me that in 2023 I look back more than the 2003 me who gazed out onto the horizon at the adventure ahead. I don't think I have changed in that regard, though the destinations are different. At 25, my peers and I had bucket loads of vitality shoved into our pockets. In these days, can the same be said of all? A life of vitality is the life of a risk taker. And I've got that in spades. We just cannot play it safe. Inaction is the harbinger of atrophy.
And so it is, what I left behind for the denizens of Facebook:
So here, I stand, I'm ready for anything
Just, a man, but I'm giving everything
We're here only for a second and then
We're gone when we least expect it
So do more than survive
Let's live like we're alive-Nevertheless, Live Like We're Alive
The other day When I wrote Best Of, Volume I: the Rule of Three, I wasn't just talking. What I didn't do in that post is to scaffold it accordingly to show that it is the mindset that's important. And that mindset, a focus propels it over the finish line. Perhaps that's the chief end of this website.