I am standing on a cliff, two voices sing in my head.
Thus the first voice saith, Jump and all ye worries shall be forgotten;
Thus the second voice replied, Jump and all ye burdens shall double.
And I stand, as the etudes sing in my head.
For ones perfection lies in action, and in action exist this etudes.
But even etudes spare not the cruelty of decisions;
And so I chose what most will not, taking the minor of etudes, I shall embrace!