Life is like a mountain …
Imposing, massive, comprised of many layers and unable to vanquished …
But, a mountain, like life itself
can be traversed and by virtue of this…
Those secrets can be laid bare for those who would dare to make sense of them.
In that there is no easy way to ford it other than moving gingerly and using our lessons as stepping stones to save us from plunging into the swirling depths.
Reaching the other side is a reward in and of itself.
But like life … Time spent marveling ones ingenuity is time wasted.
Pressing ahead is a stark contrast to the expense of staying stationary with the
of being overcome by the