The search starts within...

Mankind.

Are forever on a quest to search for or to search out something.

There's an interminable desire, to conquer new frontiers, discover new lands, confront limitations, unearth possibilities, chase dreams.

We don't rest. We never rest.

We just want to go on and on and on. Unceasingly. Pertually. Unrelentlessly. Onward, forward, march. Into a new thing, a new world.

And we leave behind an impossible trail of the past, the unwanted, the things we want to forget we ever had, we ever were, we ever did.

Trying. To forget, to ignore, to disremember, to relinquish. To pretend.

We say. We're putting the past behind us. We're moving forward. We're gaining new ground. We're picking momentum.

And so we plod on and on.

We search but we can't find. We eat but we're always hungry. We cover ourselves but we're always cold. We laugh but we're not happy. We say we're good but our hearts expose us as liars.

We are beautiful on the outside, but inside we are fading, failing, withering, disintegrating, crumbling, corroding. Minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day.

And one day, the grandeur, the brilliance, the superbity hat we present to the world will show itself for what it really is, merely trappings of a hollow and empty inside. And that day is soon.

The search starts within.

On our insides lie the beginning of every good thing that can and will happen. If only we're willing to look deep enough, hard enough, long enough.

It demands that we put aside everything else that distracts, that we look unflinching into the face of truth and integrity.

The process is uncomfortable. It's scary. It's humbling. It's heart-wrenching even.

But there's really no other way, to start on that journey really, then from within.