Slogging it out and getting by is not way to live authentically. Unless. Unless it gets to long into the journey your options get reduced to a choice of one or nothing at all. But more of the same. Then what brilliant sage? Then what?

Your words, their message in this essay struck a cord where music has gone to die. A salient truth is what I am speaking to.

The truth is, how much is too much... alas, more a question leading to the truth, then a truth per se. I am beyond there. And have been for some time. While trapped in a box the size of the state I live in. I am planning an escape. While again, I am optionalized by externals out of my control. What does one do wise sage? What does one do? When trapped in a state where limits are so bound with externals and the limits on one's mind? What does one do? I have a plan. Sorted or not. I have a plan without a compass per se. Just a territory that has few bounds. And there is where I will make my stand. As a elderly man with his share of wits about him I have but one life to give. And give it all I have is all I can do. What have you done in similar occasions wise sage?