Whales are Scarce as Hen's Teeth

In Herman Mellville's Moby Dick he refers to "The Mast-Head." I feel all individuals have their own personal mast-head in their life--a somewhat contrived place or thoughts of escape:

"There you stand, lost in the infinite series of the sea, even as ships once sailed between the boots of the famous Colossus [huge statue; one of the Seven Wonders...lost in the infinite series of eh sea, with nothing ruffled but the waves."

I often find myself on the cusp of envy when driving by a small farm or visiting an undecorated hospital room. This is because of the perceived simplicity of life. Living in a bare cement room or beneath a lush tree on a small island seems refreshing and enlightening. There would be nothing to do except concentrate on what supposedly matters the most. Post-simple thought tells me there would be no way to maintain a sense of dignity if I were not anxiously engaged in a good cause. Life is beautiful because it is full. Life is even more beautiful when it is shared by the Good Lord and a loving family.

"The tranced ship indolently rolls;the drowsy trade winds blow; everything resolves you into languor. For the most part, in this tropic whaling life, a sublime uneventfulness invests you; you hear no news; read no gazettes; extras with startling accounts of commonplaces never delude you into unnecessary excitement; you hear of no domestic afflictions; bankrupt securities; fall of stocks; are never troubled with the thought of what you shall have for dinner--for all your meals for three years are snugly stowed...your bill of fare is immutable."

Life is not meant to be walked alone. However, a mast-head for all is necessary to escape the immutable roar of busy life to be able listen to the beauty of God-given life and be thankful.

"There is no life in thee, now, except that rocking life imparted by a gently rolling ship; by her, borrowed from the sea; by the sea...But while this sleep, this dream is on ye, move your foot or hand an inch; slip your hold at all; and your identity comes back in horror"

Don't drive drowsy.