Friday, March 7, 2014

“Everything you have thought about has already been completely thought through”


You really can believe whatever you want.
Do what’s best for you.
Fix your mind for beauty.
Live for the health of your body if that’s your thing.
If you’re into more than one, combine them.
Look at the conquistadors.
What was it they were looking for?
The fountain of youth.
They came all the way from the rug that runs under the Spanish throne to Gulf’s face of the globe.
The thing is, in this world, that fountain exists.
It’s real, and everyone at a point in their life has the pleasure of seeing it.
BUT.
Do you believe that those explorers really believed that a fountain wielding such power should be found in the thick of some uncharted and majestic land?
And that their fleet could find it by faith?
And upon their discovery that by simply consuming the contents from the fountain’s cache immortality would course through each man’s body?
And then—poof—unending life. Youth revisited.
Think about their Queen’s expectations.
Then, again, consider her hired travelers’ ideas…
The difference between them—
A queen loves a fairy tale ending.
The thought of this monumental adventure to the heart of paradise.
Marvelous.
The enlisted sailors and their indebted grunts, however, probably didn’t share the same level of excitement as their royal employer, especially when they set their eyes on the great wide ocean with mere myth at the other end of the map on their mind.
The journey alone would break the men.
It would break any man.
But they went.
And on the far side, after having been left destitute and disillusioned by the great wide, the explorers found in their darkest hour amidst the dreariest of dreams…
A fountain.
And at first sight of that very fountain youth began coursing through them.
Not time, but hope.
They most certainly drank from it, too.
And all those conquistadors felt new life.
Not immortality, but life. The life they forgot they’d already had.
There’s a regenerative energy in these vistas that, when we want to see them, is inspiring.
Call it beauty, serenity, quality, peace, calm, a moment, or one of those things you can’t describe.
Suit it how you feel best.
I call it truth.
And it’s all true.

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