After each writing, I paste it into a LLM to get tags for SEO. For yesterday’s writing the AI prompted me to reach out to a crisis hotline and my queen checked in to see I was OK. Yesterday was not a reflection of how I felt in the moment, but those were dark thoughts in the past to give people a glimpse into world they might not know. Most of society lives in the middle, by definition, it’s where men and women play nicely. While I may be able to create success in the comforts of society, it’s not where I’m comfortable. The call to adventure is to explore what’s beyond the horizon and that draws me to the extreme edges of society. There’s no laws or decorum, people are killing each other over a mound of dirt; where might makes right. The purpose of a hero is to out and bring back treasures like the known world has never seen. The oil in our cars or any of our many resources comes from taming the wild. Eric Slover was awarded the Medal of Honor this week for his service flying a helicopter in the Maduro abduction where he was shot multiple times in the legs. The cheap oil at the pump is paid for in blood by men like him, yet the reality of his actions would scare and disgust a majority of the people benefiting from it. We want the hamburger, but don’t want to know how it’s made. I get it, it’s rational. When John Henry beat the railroad spike driving machine, he went home that night and heart exploded. I always wanted to be John Henry, or Achilles. How can a rational person understand that? The inevitable result of going on one too many adventures.
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