What would it be like to scale the highest mountain?

What would it be like to catch the rose before the curtains close?

What would it be like to stand on the podium in triumph and listen to the crowd adore your accomplishment, to be applauding you?

Yes, you!

What would it be like?

Can you hear them?

Listen, listen closely.

What would it be like to come home after a successful day, not having made too many mistakes, not having forgotten an appointment, not having been chastised or punished?

What would it be like to sit down, open your books and diligently work on your homework and finish it too?

Listen, listen closely.

Can you hear them now?

Take a moment, relax, and cut the chatter in your mind, focus.

I can feel the flames, low, smoldering, dancing waves of heat below; I can feel them grow more intense, warmer until they’re almost unbearably hot. The flames are rising, and I can almost taste the heat, so thick and pure. I can feel it. Can you feel it?

I say it so often, to never give up and to never give in. It’s so easy to do. To give up, to give in and to let the flames die, without feeding them, let them starve… futility.

Too many times I read things that are hurtful, painful and faithless.