Possessed by Desire They pronounced “Failure” and stamped it in their records: it was to be my legacy. I never would qualify to compete in their rat race: they made sure I understood that I was “Different!” Time passed and I played the game by their rules: I had been assigned a proper Place in the Order of the Land! I remained what they made me until I realized it's their negative judgment feeding in vicious circles that trap those who are “different” inside the maze of “Failure.” I learned to defy the odds, to forge on, run with the moon, embrace both light and darkness and while society slept in smug assurance, I confronted the ghosts of fear; and set my own spirit free. I discovered I possessed the desire which neither weakness nor society's glib forecast of failure can ever hope to stop. I moved through rock slides of doubt, blizzards of confusion, floods of setbacks proving to myself, if not to the world “success” is a subjective subject!