meeting in the middle

Maybe it’s a revolution I am trying to start. I don’t have the weaponry as Jester, but I think I can match his wit. At least our goals are the same in preventing mediocrity, like some lost gooey eggshell in the matrix of 2010, but will challenge any attempt of trying to be cool and meeting them in their long journey to the middle. I am not heading there, but rather climbing the cowles mountain of every journey. I wont be able to here those cheers as a marathon winner, but I’ll be able to toast the dos equis of life’s process as at least an interesting man. Hendrix may have reached his pinnacle and lived a it to the fullest, but he wasn’t honest with himself in even telling his story. Honest with his music? More like honest with a revolution, and like many heroes, he achieved his status, carved in stone without ever asking for it. We call that modesty, egotistical, maybe, but definitely revolutionary.