There is momentum about, a captivating path now forming, now leaving sparks to the left and to the right. What begins as a jerk away from a predictably impotent way of life finds focus on an omega point in the distance. It shines broadly enough to show how very much ground there is to cover. What a long journey it would be to that goal, that aspiration, that realization; and what loneliness and doubt threaten the aspirant, were it not for our fellows along the way. Those who do look to their left and to their right give more than just encouragement to another. To look on another's struggle without blinking or shirking away, but with the honest attentiveness with which one looks at one's self in a mirror, that is the point itself. And it cannot help but grow. In the body, only disease can spread, because health is a passive absence of sickness. But in the hearts of men, where disease is still subject to will and faith, healing can spread with a fury no cancer can rival.
And here we are, next to each other, no longer content with pretending to be free agents only. Now all things are at stake, because we can take stake in every man's story. God knows what towers are bound to topple when the bonds of self-interest are shaken off.
The line it is drawn, the curse it is cast
The slow one now will later be fast
As the present now will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.
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