I've decided I'm going to live forever. But never will I see it. I think when we're strong enough to leave behind an impression we never really vanish. Footprints are only footprints when we step away, until then they're my place on planet Earth.
There is so much to say, so much to do and so very little time to fail miserably. I've gotten to thinking lately that it's not about the time; it's the desire, the raw will and actual actions that do or don't.

I wanna be remembered. I wanna do well. Be a greater man than before. Stronger father than my own. More loving husband than hers. Wiser grandfather than I'll be. How can I hope to do this? How can anyone even dream of achieving the impossible?
I refuse to be forgotten. When I'm forgotten I'll die. So long as one person remembers me for passing on knowledge, leading the world into a new age, saving lives, telling a story....I will live for all time.

Still, tonight, I'm having a hard time accepting my place and taking what I want. Maybe that is my place. Maybe not. There are things we must all come to agree upon, and then there are not. So what makes a man more immortal than another? Is it the way he's thought of, or the treasures he seeks? It can't be. It can't be because nothing is worth that much effort. Everything we've ever wanted has been in our laps all along.

In success I will fail, because I cannot stand until I've tasted the true bitterness of dirt. Day comes when that man does stand....but not for a while. Let me fall. If I fall there's no reason to miss this one chance, this perfect moment, just let me fall. I'm going to live forever, or die trying.

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