Uploaded December 2017 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
The Lamplight Address is where I share my (formerly) private thoughts. This one is about life itself, perhaps with a thrust of motivation for the new year. Comment your musings below, I'd love to hear them.
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Transcript:
Do you ever think about the fact that you got this life for free? You know, you didn't have to get one. At all. Out of all the people who could have been but just aren't, it's you who gets your life. No one else does.
And every second is a splintering fractal of possibilities. Totally unique to your personal existence. And you get to choose from among them like some infinite bazaar of potential realities. You see, you're sculpting the very fabric of the universe as you live. Carving into it with your choices. And nothing around you now or forever afterwards will be the same because you were here.
And this unimaginable influence you get to direct with the flow of your life, this awesome power, the most precious of gifts, the keys to infinity: just bestowed upon you.
For free.
And you can choose to float around, carried like a leaf on the wind, or you can be prodded and herded by those who would yoke your life. Or you can draw a map, and follow it by the light of the stars, and when they're shrouded under the canopy of the jungle, by torchlight, until that sputters down to a glowing ember, and hushes to a cold hunk of char, then you can cut through the vines and underbrush, guided by something in the back of your mind that says, "there's something important here." And so you keep driving, deeper and deeper into the jungle. To a place only you know exists.
No one else can find it. No one else can see it.
Because it's your vision; and it can't be found.
Because you're not discovering what is; you're creating what will be.
Ah, do you see what I mean? All of this possibility: the adventure, the beauty, everyone you love, everyone you lose, the blissful radiance under the sun, the exquisite inky sorrow swirling in your veins. All of it. For the taking. For free.
So, what are you going to do with it, this life you've been given?
The Lamplight Address is where I share my (formerly) private thoughts. This one is about life itself, perhaps with a thrust of motivation for the new year. Comment your musings below, I'd love to hear them.
Patreon: patreon.com/sahergalt
Facebook: facebook.com/sahergalt
Twitter: twitter.com/galtmusic
Transcript:
Do you ever think about the fact that you got this life for free? You know, you didn't have to get one. At all. Out of all the people who could have been but just aren't, it's you who gets your life. No one else does.
And every second is a splintering fractal of possibilities. Totally unique to your personal existence. And you get to choose from among them like some infinite bazaar of potential realities. You see, you're sculpting the very fabric of the universe as you live. Carving into it with your choices. And nothing around you now or forever afterwards will be the same because you were here.
And this unimaginable influence you get to direct with the flow of your life, this awesome power, the most precious of gifts, the keys to infinity: just bestowed upon you.
For free.
And you can choose to float around, carried like a leaf on the wind, or you can be prodded and herded by those who would yoke your life. Or you can draw a map, and follow it by the light of the stars, and when they're shrouded under the canopy of the jungle, by torchlight, until that sputters down to a glowing ember, and hushes to a cold hunk of char, then you can cut through the vines and underbrush, guided by something in the back of your mind that says, "there's something important here." And so you keep driving, deeper and deeper into the jungle. To a place only you know exists.
No one else can find it. No one else can see it.
Because it's your vision; and it can't be found.
Because you're not discovering what is; you're creating what will be.
Ah, do you see what I mean? All of this possibility: the adventure, the beauty, everyone you love, everyone you lose, the blissful radiance under the sun, the exquisite inky sorrow swirling in your veins. All of it. For the taking. For free.
So, what are you going to do with it, this life you've been given?
