A force that deserves to be reckoned with.
My eyes are misty and my insides fiery--both phenomena springing from elation matched only by longing, activity matched by anticipation, a mind-body integration so exhilarating that I can only be still, and yet feel as if I am racing the earth.
There is nothing superior to an integrated purpose, expressed in part as a sense of urgency about one's time, one's effort, one's life. The sense that every value is at stake is the concomitant of the sense that every value is attainable--not yours to be "had," but yours to be earned. Are you willing to make yourself worthy of what you desire?
Although sleep is requisite to wakefulness, I find myself rebel