You believe wholeheartedly in the calling, Nation. Perhaps not without doubts and hesitations, but you do. And I actually do too. Sometimes, I feel called and I follow; walking confidentally even, and it seems to me that I know where I am going and I feel good about it, even better and better. I walk and everything favors me along the way, although the way is not necessarily simple or easy. I may not always have the strength, but I know about the goal, that it exists and that it is worth every sacrifice; even if I do not reach it, it is necessary to strive towards it, stumbling along the way. Despite opposition and mockery, for future glory.

Though sometimes, the goal, like a mirage, is not there and not what it seems to be, and the whole journey and effort turn out to be a pathetic, embarrassing misunderstanding. Not so rarely. More often than one would be ready to admit, right?