We accept the verdict of the past until the need for change cries out loudly enough to force upon us a choice between the comforts of inertia and the necessity of action.

We accept the verdict of the past until the need for change cries out loudly enough to force upon us a choice between the comforts of inertia and the terrors of a too-little-explored future.

We accept the verdict of the past until the need for change cries out loudly enough to force upon us a choice between the comforts of further inertia and the anguish of action.

We accept the verdict of the past until the need for change cries out loudly enough to force upon us a choice between the comforts of inertia and the irksomeness of action.

We accept the verdict of the past until the need for change cries out loudly enough to force upon us a choice between the comforts of further inertia and the irksomeness of action.

jefftweedy

Twilight Overtime

It's a fight against nature, probably, to turn your back on something that sustained you for so long.

We accept the verdict of the past until the need for change cries out loudly enough to force upon us a choice between the comforts of inertia and the necessity, or duty, of further evolution.