Complacency

Something Less than Decent

by David King on April 27, 2013

We have become complacent. And in error, we desire to be content, above all else.

In my early twenties, I had come to the conclusion that judgment was indeed something to be avoided, at least consciously, in so much that I had no right to compare my losses to those of others; no right to judge my experiences as better or as worse. By extension, I had no right to offer advice either directly or narrowly, for to do so required a judgment of what was best for someone else. Such judgments once seemed reckless, for who was I? Whether it was complacency per se, I am not quite sure. But despite its original intentions of respect and political correctness (as well as a recognition of the natural variability in human experience and perception), my commitment to all suggestions absent … Keep Reading Here

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Forever Bound: An Adventurer’s Angst

by David King on March 18, 2013

I’m a romantic, but not in the way that’s restricted to love and relationships. I’m a romantic in the most traditional sense of the word – I have a spirit for adventure, a need for excitement, and an eye for mystery. I want to see things that have never been seen, do things that have never been done, and feel things that exceed the ordinary and mundane.

I want to scrape the stratosphere with the soles of my shoes, dance with the darkness of the deepest seas; I want to climb the highest mountains and keep climbing higher, for to stop is to become complacent, and complacency doesn’t mix well with adventure. Nor does the modern world.

From what I can tell, the world has all but extinguished real opportunity for adventure. Discovery is a near relic of times past, … Keep Reading Here

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