I dream of good company but in this I am not settled.  My younger friends all find cynicism in consideration of the world we must live in.  I know there is truth in this, a kind of frustration with the difficult conversation.  We lack the words to describe our shame in not finding the ideal that inspires a reasoned passion; then words fail and faith remains unproven or merely a fleshy accident.  We are not only words but ideas that have been born and now walk in a world of fog and clouds through all that has come before and made us into a kind of illusion or maze.  We do lose our way yet the future remains.  There is no unity without action and no meaning without unity.  The future remains and beckons our distraction with music that we hear and lift beyond to something greater than the whole of what has come before.  The new faith - the future remains something greater than what has come before!