But to vanish over the horizon into the true unknown.
Trials and tribulations almost beyond imagination.
Loneliness near the limit of human endurance, feelings of utter despair;
a constant struggle with the insidious destroyer, self doubt.
Yet to know oneself, is there a better test of a man's soul?
Until you've stared into the abyss you are but a tourist.
Apathetic and fastidious projections create solicitude;
an omni-present complacency.
Devouring the sprit, malevolence is always near;
do not succumb but realize and overcome.
Embrace the difficult; thrive through vivification.

by J. Edward Armstrong

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