Welcome to the planet! You are 0.000000000149th of the human race.
Congratulations! Your human number will be 6782792918

People tell me they feel small when compared to the stars.
I don't feel small compared to those.
Stars can't tell jokes.
But I do ponder my comparison to all the others on
the planet.

So long as I know
I finally have a purpose.
And a motive.
And I'm living that poem.
That one on the wall.
I'm wanting to do a monologue voice over, and I can add
the images over it.
Cast it out artistically.
Talking about the power. Use some
visual effects to give a hint at
the amazing things to come.

And every once in a while a tiny bit of
self doubt would poke through.

But it's quickly covered up by knowing
that I'm set on these tracks, stuck to this course
for better or for worse.
By god I have to try.
And try I am with every minute of the day.
I really am focused these days it would seem.
Have I finally done it?
Found my balance?

Don't let it stop.
Let that focus bleed all the rest
of the painful distractions away.

Because in the end what I am is what I've done.
Not what I will do,
or what I could have done.

But what I have done.