“True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever cost.” – Arthur Ashe
I spend a lot of time inside my head.
I always have. I guess that stems from a childhood lived in a playmate-less neighborhood.
But there were comic books to read and 4 color worlds to get lost in. Filled with heroic deeds and villainy most evil, these stories spirited my mind away for hours at a time. I never realized why I truly enjoyed those stories (still do) until this evening as I made my way home from the gym.
It isn’t the dynamic nature of a Man of Steel, or one that can stick to walls and spin a spider web. It’s the idea of the grand crusade, a fight against a seemingly insurmountable challenge with overwhelmingly poor odds. To fight this fight, not only for yourself, but for others… Maybe it’s just for yourself, someone close to you or a complete stranger(s). The funny thing is, I don’t think it matters.
That is why in the age of wonders we live in… the age of ease… the age of now… so many struggle.
Why is it that so many complain or feel lost when there is so much… a time of plenty?
They lack their own crusade.
Life progresses forward while many feel like they are standing in place. Captive to modern wonders and technology which has robbed them of the fight they subconsciously seek.
I’m starting to ramble… time to heed this urge and be my hero… to find my fight.