ascendence

Greatness is a thing I have craved for as long as I can recall. I remember the first video game character I saw, and immediately thought “I wish I were like him”. I remember the first TV character I saw, and immediately thought “I want to be like him”. I remember the first man I met that I thought “I would give anything to be like him”. As a child, it was easy to believe in my own potential.

There has been a continuing correlation between my age and my growing disillusionment with my ideal. As time rolls on, the more estranged I feel from that possibility, yet the greater I feel the need to become that elusive man that wanders the halls of my memory, and my imagination.

I have lost him.

I must find him, and become him, before I myself am lost.