Particulars

I think there is something to be said about those people that can best handle what is required. There is some bliss in the simplicity of life. I do fear however that we, as a whole, are beginning to interfere with yourselves as we continue to live. How many of us have looked and seen our own lives and compared them to another? If you were to rank the qualities of humanity that best equate to happiness or success, which would they be?

Foresight?
Dedication?
Ambition?
Self Awareness?

It is hard to say, I think. However, I am beginning to believe (like some many other things) that it is none of the above that makes us great. It is the will to do what is necessary that pushes us ever forward. Those that can most easily brush aside the simplest task, regardless of the requirements are the best equipped for success.

Imprisonment

What is it that makes ambition such a proud and wonderful trait? Is it the presentation of personal satisfaction to others? Or maybe the contentment that comes with the validated passing of judgment over others. We are all guilty of believing that we are meant for something greater than our current selves, but there is a point where this can no longer be true. There seems to be a place in time where we are no longer able to push ourselves to towards the greatness we all feel that we deserve. Does this mean that we can no longer reach the heights of which we had previously dreamt? Obviously not in all cases, as for many the pursuit of success is a lifelong journey that cannot be derailed by something as simple as failure. However, we are not speaking about the great, but about the average. We are not all great people, in morality or in achievement, so a different question appears.

If we cannot be great, what place do we have?

Failure, as relative as it remains, dwells constantly on the minds of those that cannot bring themselves to identify with real success, real greatness. Does this makes them weak? Absolutely, but weakness is not automatically a point of fault, contrary to popular belief. I have a hard time reconciling the idea of the achievements of others, or of myself, as a matter of superiority. Should we not celebrate human achievement rather than compare it to ourselves?

When do we decide that we can never be great, that we can never achieve all of the things our parents promised us when we were too young to understand? Can we ever really let go of that need to think that things could always be better if we just try that much harder?