Philosophy

It is hard to quantify the freedom and joy that comes from loving failure. 

Like what an absolute rockstar privilege it is to fail and fail again. How else do you earn or elevate or expand? And what (Nietzsche) IS happiness, but the feeling that power increases, that resistance is being overcome?

The price for what remains given is an equal quotient of desperation that will rot your soul from the inside for so long as you do not find the edge of failure from where to begin. 

zero to one or zero.