I have a question for you

When is it time to give up?

I don't know. I can't tell. When I pose the question to this reality, all I hear are the voices in my own head.

There was much eloquence to the idea of this post when I conceived of it earlier on. Most of it has been lost, but the idea remains and here is the question I attempt to ask. There are possibilities. There are hopes. And there are dreams. And then there is the ... reality that is in front of my eyes. How far must I walk down this path of thorns before I should just give up? Or should I never do so, engaging my will completely in the endless struggle to lay claim to that which I desire? Speak to me, silent masses and I will listen ...

Till I return with something less akin to a futile question.