“I've often thought that there isn't any "I" at all; that we are simply the means of expression of something else; that when we think we are ourselves, we are simply the victims of a delusion.”
― Aleister Crowley, Diary of a Drug Fiend
As human beings, we are faced with a quintessentially large task: to leap over the chasm or not leap over the chasm. With reckless abandon, we start into the abyss and its dark eyes and unknown reaches stare back at us. Every decision we make is a risk. We often risk falling-- sometimes into unknown depths-- seeking our destiny and always pushing forward. What was the hardest decision you ever made? Did you reach the other side with ease or did you fall into the shadowy depths?