The Ways of the Seafaring Tribes

I am more comfortable leaving a harbor, than navigating within its restricted waterways...

I feel a greater sense of safety as I depart a harbor - heading out for deep ocean, than approaching land - or entering a harbor (unless I am fleeing the edge of a a storm at sea)

Being far off at sea - looking around at nothing but water - with no ships or land in sight - fills me with peace - and after the third day at sea - I enter into "a state of grace" with the sea.

I am more comfortable among those who are masters of their own ships - than navigating the ways of some of the dirt dwellers.

For those who seek the sea, must be, by necessity, self-reliant and able-bodied.

Those among the dirt dwellers - who are always dependent on a hand-out - will never be able to know the ways of the sea - for she demands an entry price before she grants the boon of passing over her waves.

For those that seek to always blame others for their own unpreparedness - who would embark upon a journey or venture without proper forethought, preparation, and planning - who fail to master the required skills of their craft, equipment, and tools - could never possibly last long upon the sea.

To be sure, there are pirates and scoundrels upon the sea - but there is a great filtering process that impedes their ranks from growing unbounded - which is not so readily found among the tribes of the dirt dwellers.

The sea judges all - and its judgement is absolute and final. There is no favoritism shown - no advantage bequeathed by power, title, lineage, or who you may know.

The scales of judgement are fair and balanced.