Unbounded

"I dreamed", he wrote, "that a flock of geese flew into the sunset. It was a most intriguing sight. Who tells them of the seasons?

How do we, humans, know when it is time to make such? As with the migrant birds, so surely with us, there is a voice within, that if we would listen to it, it will tell us certainly when to go forth into the unknown.

A man's duty is to this truth - to listen to his heart and to pursue his destiny; his monomyth. Beyond this, there is nothing to be said."