Ah how time flies...

As I soak up the notes of psychedelic music and dream about scaling sheer marble cliffs I wonder if I will ever be anything special or amazing. I was nurtured on the word that your going to be an amazing person and a great hero and you are going to outshine the sun one day. Well I am waiting for my turn to shine so I can blind the world. I feel a power and restlessness welling up inside me and I am almost afraid of what's going to happen if I wait to long to push my self. I am pretty sure all its going to take is a little bit of self propelling and I will leave the uninitiated behind me. There are only a handful of people I feel share in the purpose that is my life and I almost fear for them. Don't get me wrong I am not the zenith of destiny I am a stepping stone and just another side to a very complex coin. One of those that shares this with me is my brother. The same face of a different coin or I am maybe a highlights of his reflection in the shade. An amazing person but one way or another he is going to be stuck with me. I don't know if anyone else in my life will be there but I do know I will know him to the end of it all. Pretty scary thought if your him or maybe comforting. I want to puss out but he is the reason I don't give up. I could not imagine leaving his side. There are a few who I know are in positions of influence but they will all be left in the grave before him and I pass and its a long and dark road ahead. Kind like getting the medal of honor posthumously for blowing up and asteroid that would eradicate the planet. Well good job your the greatest hero ever but you are also dead. Which is better? Leave the hero job so someone else who is not ready and live out my life happy or move forward down this path and die early a hero who will never have a name.