Mountain

I stand at the edge of the precipice
on the tip of the razors edge
which separates the sin of underachievement
from unrealized potential


To the right of me 
I see a world of restless boredom
complete with all of things of substance
that a normal person desires.

To the left of me
I see a fantasy world
filled will grandiose plans
limitless potentialities
and the possibility of abject failure

A step to the right means safety
unending predictability
and a life marshaled by the status quo.

A step to the left means danger
incredible excitement
and a potential fall from the heights.

After meditating on the possibilities
I step to the...