hip to the jive

I realized long ago that someday I will die cold, hungry, and alone.

But sacrifice and compromise are not the same thing. This life is nothing but sacrifice- always has been and always will be. And everything I have learned from all of that tribulation and trial boils down to never, ever compromise. The more compromises one makes, the more their victories lose all meaning, all importance. It's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees, right? Sacrifice is the religion that bridges the gap between art and survival. Compromise is a weakening of self without any spiritual or psychological growth about it. Sacrifice makes one whole, while compromise wears one away. Objectivity says "Do it right the first time or get the fuck outta my way." Objectivity has a very valid point, just as nothing can match the kinetic momentum of the guiltless conscience short of pure, unadulterated hellfire finding its intended target.

All the same, it's a backbone, not the mighty oak. I can take a punch whether I had it coming or not, but subservience will always be for the birds.