They say ambition is needless, breeding discontent with the inescapable way of things. They say arrogance is ugly, shown only by those fated for death from overreaching. They say destiny guides us from birth, leading to jobs and homes and illness and the settled-for "one." They are comforting, reasonable, softspoken and polite. They drift along the corners of acceptably intoxicated parties, trailing the grey that is their home.

We are rude, loud, burning brighter and faster each day. We look ever upwards, tunneling behind our eyes.  And we are the future.

Greatness is never rational.

Live big.