It is so hard to live your ideals. Strike that: it’s impossible to live your ideals, because ideals are impossible to reach. But above all, we strive.
I don’t think there’s a human on earth who is not driven by their idea of what a better world, a better life, a better existence would look like. Each of us does our best, in our own way, in our own world. Everyone’s life is a sermon, a poem, a song that stretches over the decades, starting before we are born and fading into the distance some time after, its echoes slowly dying as new songs arise.
In this way we all sing together: we are each other’s angels.
What is your song? What is your sermon? What is your life’s work?
I’ll be rebranding J.H. Fearless sometime soon. I’ve rediscovered my mission, unburied my mojo. I’m putting all my faith in creativity. This blog, and all associated with it, will be dedicated to the cause of creation. I’ve realized that, for me, it’s the only song worth singing.