Speed
There are few things more exhilarating than speed. The thrill of moving quickly, the show of courage, the feeling of controlling space and time. It makes us teeter between invincibility and fragility, and dabble with vision and fear.
Life begs for speed.
Like a jockey prodding its horse, we are ridden by expectations to win a race being watched by strangers.
The faster we run, the more blurry the sights, the greater the feeling, and the more we toy with destruction.
Remember speed, in all its forms, will eventually kill its indulger. Whether by exhaustion or by oversight, it will become a quick and inglorious end.
I say this not so that you will only move slowly, but so that you will enjoy speed when the time calls for it. Knowing its power is an invitation to study it, understand it, watch for it, and occasionally, dabble in it.
Move slowly often.
Speed rarely.
And, when you do, be quick about it.