Thursday, October 3, 2013

Parks after midnight

Our entire lives we've been fooled by the game of baseball.  We have been led to believe that we receive just three strikes, three opportunities to achieve our intended goal.  The reality is our opportunity is inhibited only by our own willingness to endure hardship, pain and anguish.  The individual who can look beyond that immediate affliction and not allow themselves to fall victim to their own self destruction in times of discomfort will undoubtedly achieve greatness in all things.  
What separates us, what distinguishes us is free will.  If one possesses any belief in a higher power that belief must be framed in the notion that they/him/it granted you and I the ability to make our own choices, to choose whether or not divinity even exists is an argument that it does.  We get the choice, we can choose the pain that comes from trying and failing or we can seclude ourselves into the comfort of stagnation.  When we swing we may miss and with that miss comes inevitable disappointment, a sense of discouragement and even a little self doubt.  But in the simple act of swinging again these internalizations dissipate.  Even if the swing itself is unsuccessful it has shown us that we still have the ability to act, to use or free will in an attempt at deciding our own fate.  
Swing swing swing swing.... Do so with accuracy but not with concern for  failure for the greatest success occurs only when we remove the bat from our shoulder. 
In the order of things the best situation is not to achieve success at our first at bat but rather feel the disappointment of coming oh so close.  In that, our miss becomes the opposite end of the spectrum from our success.  Without ever knowing absolute failure it is difficult to appreciate the sweet taste of success. 

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