Well,
good morning! We made it…here…finally. I'm not going to say that those thirteen
years of school wasn't fun, but I did not enjoy them in the slightest. Perhaps
in five to ten years I will look back on them with happiness, maybe even
longing, but if so, it will be solely due to mine own forgetfulness—erasing any
remembrance of how truly wretched it was.
However, here we are. A “new frontier” stands
before us—an open portal containing infinite possibility and untapped potential
is just ahead. Anything and Everything can happen once we enter into that
unknown ground—which is quite an exciting notion. Think now for these last few
minutes of what you shall make of such wondrous freedom, for soon, we mustn't resign ourselves to mere constructs of imagination. Soon, we shall have the
ability to exercise said freedom.
In just a few short minutes, we will
all, both symbolically and physically, enter this glaring unknown as a united
group, but we will depart from the far side of that threshold connected by
nothing more than our collective past. No binding links will exist between us.
Then, unbounded, we are free to make exactly what we choose to of ourselves.
There are no stringent rules that will govern our actions save the self-imposed
and those defining the concept of decency—and even they should not be seen as
impassable boundaries. For we must always be willing to subject even the pillars
of society to the axe if something worth anything at all is ever to be
accomplished. We have been given great freedom, but (this is the catch) it, therefore,
is our responsibility as members of society to do our darndest to make
ourselves great. Greatness isn't granted at birth. Status, maybe, but greatness
is something else entirely. It is a decision that one makes about their future.
People love to give you the “bad news” about your destiny. They consider
themselves enlightened, wiser, or just smarter than you and therefore feel an
almost responsibility to inform you that you will never make it. That you will
never do anything that anyone wants to remember. But no one ever built a
Fortune 500 Company riding on the predictions of their neighbors, snoody
uncles, and realist “friends”. So really what I am working on is a call to
arms. I am asking you all to make your decision about what your future shall
be. Don’t waste your future because, YOLO.
Food for thought, my friends.
~V 1.0~
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