truth.

there is no deception in flying. there is no unforseen thing that will jump out and get you. there is only the truth and the mistake; what you know and what you dont; life and death. there is no chance that it wont reward with you its most luxurious riches if you give it everything. there is also no chance that you will live if you dont. it doesnt have any secrets, it doesnt hide anything from you. the areas of real bad air are clearly marked by the clouds, and if there is any question, just look at the latest weather. you cannot auger into a hillside and say "that hill just jumped out in front of me, out of no where!" no it was always there, you just didnt see it. there is only truth in flying. there is no marketing team that will find you and thrust you into glory, you have wings for that. there is no guy sitting in the back dissecting your performance and patting you on the back saying "keep at it kid, one day youll make it" because if youre in the air, what else is there? youve already made it.
there are no lies. the sky wont make promises it cannot keep. it demands respect and has the ability and the authority to make you pay for any lack thereof. it wont run off with your best friend, nor will it not let you in one day because its tired of you. it is constant, it is truth, it is love. you will always be worth it, and so will the sky.
i know where i need to be.