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the shore when all else has slipped away.</p><p id="7c86">You dared, I’ll give you that, you dared to take on the better part of wisdom, making my lies come true, honesty real, and my dream just a dream.</p><p id="b0da">That is why I’m here. Did you not know that I would come? Did you not understand the meeting on the beach and the boy who came yelling and screaming as though his hands had been plunged into electricity? A boy running toward you and playing with his own destiny as though it were his best friend.</p><p id="d025">They tell me everything comes to he who waits. So I wait. Fearful of what <i>everything</i> might be but with the courage to take it on anyway. Let them find me. There’s no remorseful person waiting to confess all, only the same tight, arrogant, chip of a lad who will turn winter into summer with a toss of a coin.</p><p id="93d8">This writer is capable of holding a mirror up to himself, to his work, in order that he can see the present and the past.</p><p id="fa4a">This image in the mirror is not me, this is someone else, it is who I could be. It is easy to drop the mirror to my side and be the person you see.</p><p id="53f2">What I’ve learned is that only the men with the greatest courage, the champions, God’s men, can hold the mirror and tell themselves — <i>this is me</i>.</p><p id="0c87">Be careful, gypsy heart, for to dance is to entertain. Dance with me at your peril. No homemade prayer will save you from my heart because I alone will kill monotony, bring a better life to want, smother loneliness, strangle fear, and conquer death right here, right now.</p><p id="edd9">A new warrior is born.</p><p id="718b">Stronger than love, more irresistible than romance, a stranger walking through blue in starlight, hotter than the fiery whisper of breath on your cheek.</p><p id="666d">I offer no mercy, cut no stone, and enter no bargaining, mediocrity is doomed.</p><div id="cd35" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/about-me-harry-hogg-ad20755b5a04"> <div> <div> <h2>About Me — Harry Hogg</h2> <div><h3>There’s not much to know. I’ve been fortunate. Now I write.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div>

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The World is Full of Mediocrity

But I am not.

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My mind contains no tricks, no treasures, no secrets not known to you, perhaps save one; one last secret I have been unable to share.

The silence was never made of snow, but never again will I voice my friendship to those who edit my work. I should never have become so comfortable with them, thinking they, too, would help to keep me safe.

None of it, for these people, are prepared to sell me out without remorse. Right now, I just want to be here for you, I don’t need testing out or doubting, I don’t expect you to have to prove anything and anyway I won’t ever let you down in any great way, but you cannot know me and expect me to give what I cannot, there are no right angles in my life, only the sweeping bends I would wish for us to go round together, to explore sights and sounds we’ve never known before.

I have managed a lifetime of detours, taken just for the hell of it, which is the best reason in the world to take on anything. I remember the boy on the shore when all else has slipped away.

You dared, I’ll give you that, you dared to take on the better part of wisdom, making my lies come true, honesty real, and my dream just a dream.

That is why I’m here. Did you not know that I would come? Did you not understand the meeting on the beach and the boy who came yelling and screaming as though his hands had been plunged into electricity? A boy running toward you and playing with his own destiny as though it were his best friend.

They tell me everything comes to he who waits. So I wait. Fearful of what everything might be but with the courage to take it on anyway. Let them find me. There’s no remorseful person waiting to confess all, only the same tight, arrogant, chip of a lad who will turn winter into summer with a toss of a coin.

This writer is capable of holding a mirror up to himself, to his work, in order that he can see the present and the past.

This image in the mirror is not me, this is someone else, it is who I could be. It is easy to drop the mirror to my side and be the person you see.

What I’ve learned is that only the men with the greatest courage, the champions, God’s men, can hold the mirror and tell themselves — this is me.

Be careful, gypsy heart, for to dance is to entertain. Dance with me at your peril. No homemade prayer will save you from my heart because I alone will kill monotony, bring a better life to want, smother loneliness, strangle fear, and conquer death right here, right now.

A new warrior is born.

Stronger than love, more irresistible than romance, a stranger walking through blue in starlight, hotter than the fiery whisper of breath on your cheek.

I offer no mercy, cut no stone, and enter no bargaining, mediocrity is doomed.

Join Medium.com and earn some income for your effort.

Hello, this might be of some interest. If you would like to join Medium as a Member, giving you access to every story I write and the whole shebang of talented writers on Medium, and you want to join up, read, or earn yourself a few coins writing, please think about using this LINK to become a member. Cost $5. You’ll be gifting me a cup of coffee and treating yourself to the wonderland of Medium.com💜✍️

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