No other choice

When initiating action, judge not its legitimacy by its desired or imagined outcome; simply begin. It will unfold as it must, as it has been ordained by destiny to evolve, to evince, to resolve. Disembroiled from the ravelled, choking maze of caution, it has no other choice.

Conceivabilities, eventualities, feasibilities, potentialities abound; certainties, not so many. Destiny may not be coerced, cajoled, or counted on. Therein lies the quandary. Live, therefore, as if your life depended on it. Your only other choice is death, in professing freedom, in liberty granted, with no one but yourself to blame. 

Immediate gratification demands mediocrity. Obsession takes time. Loathing, abhorring, despising mediocrity, I am left with but one choice, ineluctable – infinite patience, steadfast persistence, unfaltering determination, obsession.

When presented with easy and with difficult, I choose difficult. If anyone can have it, I refuse it. If anyone can do it, I forbear. If everyone thinks it, I think differently. If everyone wants it, I deny it. If the choice is between two evils, I choose the one left yet to try.

Begin at the beginning, continue ’til you come to the end, then stop. You have no other choice. The moment you now refuse, you will never see in your life again.