Thirteen

My truth has been a long time refining. I've explored and drilled for it with hope and intuition, filtered and condensed it the best I could with reflection, then run it through my engines, wary at first, to see what would happen.

There have been a few backfires, all right, an explosion or two on the racetrack when I learned how volatile any home-mixed philosophy must be. Sooty but wiser, I blinked a while ago to realize I've been running my mind on this peculiar fuel much of my life. Even today, cautiously reckless, drop by drop, I'm gradually raising the octane.

I didn't choose to brew my own facts for the fun of it, however, or because I never filled up on regular. Passionate to discover reasons to be and themes to live by....
Richard Bach, Running from Safety