Musings

I aspire to avoid joining the ranks of the beaten and dull, those whose fire has been extinguished by a continual inability to rise to the occasion or match words with action.  When I was younger I believed that enthusiasm and platitudes would propel me to victory.  But now I see that it is discipline that is the primary weapon which makes victory possible—the discipline to continually examine the evidence and ensure my beliefs/methods are as best as I can make them.  The discipline to wake up before the sun, and toil in the dark as the light dawns.  The discipline to take advantage of what little time I have left.  

To me it is a simple choice; the alternative to a discipline-rich lifestyle is simply unthinkable.