What remains after the human momentum has consumed all the body’s energy? Is there still something remaining that is uniquely you…your body of work? Did you protect and preserve the best part of your being? Or did you let them rape and ravage your spirit along with your flesh and bone?
For what reasons do the majority of men rise when the sun breaks through the darkness? Is it their stomachs, loins, intestines, or all three? Unfortunately, purpose and passion don’t even exist in their dreams.