Every so often the idea that routine is necessity rears it's distinguished and misguided head.
For men like me it raises the question of causality in relation to a routing of habitual commonplace. I believe many adventures are missed for the sake of stereotyped lives.
Everywhere in our society tales are told of men becoming legend by doing what is necessary rather than what is typical.
The only time you hear tales of the ordinary are at the end of a persons life. In a small circle typically consisting of family. It's a scene easy to picture... A man speaks at the funeral of a friend noting his consistency, his hard work, his attention to detail. Perhaps touching on his family life, but no one ever says this friend of ours challenged us, they inspired us to do things differently, to look through new eyes... they changed the lives of everyone whether the individual being changed knew it our not.
Forgive me but the next versing will be in semi-narcissistic prose.
I feel among those encounter few are exceptional, few are special. I don't say that to bring low the worth of others, or to make myself feel important. I say it because rarely do I encounter individuals with revolutionary lives, with ideas that push the fringes of the known.
I present a challenge, to design a new set of ideas rather than just refine the ideas of our fathers. You are capable of the same greatness that is written in history books... why waste it by doing things the same?
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