“You have to pick your path and tread it like your life depends on it” said the Sage, “because it very well does” he then muttered to himself. And then i thought hard, i had already narrowed it down to two, battle between heart and mind, heart won. I chose this path was because it allowed my insanity to flow more freely; it was a crazier road, more full of beauty and wonder; The other path lead to power, but a crude power over dead boxes, it seemed like commandeering an army of dead souls, tireless warriors but ones who neither cherish victory nor moan defeat, This road seemed like a treat of wonder to the senses, allowing me to be a a creator, a GOD. Creating designs, schemes, plans, shaping pathways for others. Will this be the right path for the young monk? Alas, we may never know, but we sure won’t forget to have fun along the way.