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The need for adventure is such a curious thing. Whether to count it a blessing or a curse is lost on me. Coming to terms with the idea that I may never be content with whatever it is that I'm occupied with at a given point in time is nothing short of depressing. On the other hand, that discontentment will always propel me into my next adventure, and the future- while wholly unknown- has every potential to be so rich and fantastic, ever exciting.
It's likely that everyone has a need for adventure. In some it might be squelched and suppressed, and in others it is dim to begin with. In every case, though, it's there. I am one man and can't compare my restlessness with the next man's in any objective sense, but I know that I've got to keep moving.
The greatest curse of it all? I miss the people that I love, and starting over even if just temporarily is one hell of a task.
The heart of man is cold and blind. It can't understand that to help another is to help one's self. The potential betterment of the world which we all share is passed over at every instant for the moment of self-gratification or comfort. We don't give because it costs, when in fact that logic is absurd since by keeping for ourselves we are suspending progress. Things- time, talent, money, ideas- must be flung off into the world so that they can become other things, better things. The only progress made by keeping things is towards a lonely grave of wasted stuff. To not give is costlier than anything else.
The world is comprised of an endless set of variables, and each man is one. The result is a strange, sometimes frightening, dysfunctional product called Today, then Tomorrow, and then The Next Day. To be a part of such a preposterous thing is a wild notion indeed, and to go it alone is preposterous.
Create. Share. Help. Improve yourself for the sake of others. Not because you are virtuous (you aren't), but because you have common sense.