Tнε Path of Faith

There once was a one who was fearLess and bold The tale has been told and is still is being re-Told He had the cojones of the land of Spartacus This, is the tale of L'entrepreneur Innovaticus.... Others stand at the Edge of the Cliff,  whispering amongst themSelves, pointing in quelle horreur at the Sharks clearly cutting through the Water beLow, directly above the Gold which lay piercingly visible against the Ocean Floor, glittering in a Hypnotic Fashion as it catches the rays of the warm sunLight filtering through the Body of Water, like the  dove at the  resurrection of Jesus the Christ , offering Aesthetic Redemption. L'entrepreneur is standing amongst them (not the sharks, the humans). They (sans L'enterepreneur) fantasise and make Shark jokes wishing they were Iron Man so they could swoop in and scoop the entire Gold off the ocean floor. Sharks can't bite through metal, or can they? I don't think they can bite through Iron Man metal though,

NEVER compromise who you are, to get what you want. Know yourSelf. Never sacrifice your Soul, in a bid to survive. Not worth the vacumn that will be created in you when your soul has left your building. NOTHING will ever fill that hole. Nada. Zilch. Life is a real b%#ch, you know? She makes you run the gantlet to experience her complex totalness (poetic license, sue me - PLSM). Embrace your Dark to find your Light. Quit playing it safe. Push through your crevices to the Purity of Enlightenment. To find Clear Knowledge. To meet YOU.