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...you have officially been shipwrecked...

Now I'm not positive, but sometimes I get this feeling; the feeling that the earth is standing still, that time is slowing, that the lights are fading....

Weary, an awkward thrust settles me backwards. I've been pushed before and always with little consequence. Never before have I minded the gentle usherings of an intelligent and benevolent guide. Always have these paths been illuminated and suggested, well and in timely fashion of one another. Insignificant are the requests and nothing more than tedious to be complied with. Why then, this time of all times, am I fearful?

A static, profound and highly viscous, permeates my being, cutting a swath regretfully dense. Fear has left me frozen and fire proves an inadequate remedy. Fully enclosed and peering through a prison of eager teeth I stand defiant, refusing to be enveloped. The maw in which I find myself now has devoured many before me, many who were stronger than I, who were more courageous, many who would not be deterred, but died instead....

I assure you there are things worse than death.

And this time I would have died. My back was worn, my muscles strained, my mind fatigued. Holding my last breath wishing for a reason to let it go. But instead...I look out. I see. I see that I am not the only one being consumed. I see there are many others like me and that they are fighting! Roaring from an unseen depth, a strength comes to me. Resolute I stand broad, putting on a display in which Atlas himself would revel.

This is where I stand now...waiting. Others will come. We are here to build for our future, and anyone who is willing to help is welcome.

Come. Listen. Learn. Ponder. Post. It's that simple....

-Shipwreck