No shame is greater than meeting death unrealized.
Dying with more latent than manifested.
Yet such is, has been, and will be the story for far too many.
Too many never find fulfillment, for they never live full.
They are never fully exerted, always stifling and stunting themselves.
Yet all weak lobsters die wishing they had stood tall.
Blinded by the shrouds of "thou shalt's",
The hunched will never see the true limits of their self.
Destined to leave their highest hope forever latent.
And so I plead with you, let this not be your story!
Live a life fully exerted, live at your edges!
With your wit and your grit wage a mighty war against your limits!
Is such not the story of all greats?
Stories of sheer spirit and ability overcoming previously held limits.
All greatness is the story of great overcoming.
And so I beg you, pick your domains and overcome your limits!
Muster your grit and your wit and charge to your edges!
Charge into battle with your limits, uncover what lies latent!
Reach your edge, and you shall be full.
Live at the borders of your ability and continuously expand.
Here lies the line between order and chaos.
The old and frail are haunted by what could have been.
"What was outside my borders, what could I have expanded into?"
Haunted by the horizons that were dreamt of, but never marched to.
And so I pray, that on your last day, your life shall sparkle in your eyes.
For you lived full, stood tall, awoke the latent and overcame your limits.
I pray that in your final reflection, your eyes know not shame, but rather pride.
~ Stormy sea with lighthouse - Carl Blechen - circa 1826
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