The worst people kill the best people. And when the best people stand up for what is truly best and kill the worst people, as in World War II, 75 years or so later it is like the worst people won that war. And the Civil war never ended. It has to be re-fought daily because the worst people don't really die and never go away. The best people have to steel themselves for their task of getting up each day and going at it full bore in the service of Truth, Justice, Equality, Freedom, as though it were the very first day, because the fight is never over. It is always only just begun.
Do not look for anything "out there" to pick you up and keep you going. We are only going to find that "in here." We live organically, from the inside out and the bottom up. It would help to know that from the start. "What would like to be when you grow up," wouldn't be answered with "A doctor," or "A teacher," but with "Honest," or "Perceptive," or "Wise." We were born to be a certain way, to do certain things, with tools specifically included to do the things that are ours to do. We are equipped for the adventure that is ours to have, for the work that is ours to do-- and we have no way of knowing what any of this is. That is what parents are for, but, they don't know either, what is theirs to do, or how to help us find what is ours to do. We all have to knock around for a few years experimenting, exploring, investigating, learning to listen to ourselves, to sit with the silence and see what emerges, to find out where we belong and where we have no business being. But. We aren't handed a few years and told to go on a vision quest and not let anything keep us from seeking to see what we look at and knowing what we know. So. We have to work in the search on the side. Exploring on the sly. Experimenting in ways that make it look like we are going along with the crowd, but always looking, watching, searching, listening, feeling... "Not this, not this," is the easiest thing to know. Keep looking. Keep listening. Listening particularly to our heart, to our body, to our nighttime dreams and our daytime flights of fantasy, noticing what attracts us and what repels us and where our interest and our aptitudes lie. Our life is a hunt for what matters, for what we love most, for what we do best. It's the Hot and Cold game from daylight to dark. Now we're getting warmer, now we are freezing to death... We live to find our life and live it. To find the Way and live in accord with it. To know and be who we are. Everything that happens is an opportunity to know more than we knew before it happened. Over time, we narrow our search, homing in on what calls our name. Knowing what it is not is a step on the way to knowing what it is. Keep living. Keep looking. Keep seeking. Keep searching. Becoming more like we are to be each day than we were the day before, throughout the time left for living-- knowing that we are living the adventure the entire time. The adventure of being alive, in search of the treasure that is buried deep inside each of us, waiting to be found, whispering to us, calling our name.