If only Icarus wore Gucci loafers

He would have landed on his feet, in style.

There is one thing that we all should be able to do and that's operate through life with a bit of flare, a touch of finesse. Style is permanent there are no two ways about it. Going down in an absolute ball of flames has to be better than walking through life at a snail's pace, meandering through a constant sea of beige whilst drinking hot mugs of Bovril. No, this cannot be the way forward. Don't be a brick in the wall - play with fire, get burned!

Why play down the straight and narrow? What's the point? Everyone thinks that you should shoot straight, keep your head out of the clouds and drive on the lefthand side of the road. The combination of style and substance is one that is always a bit of a tricky conundrum to try and work around but if you put your mind to it there is always a new way to play the game.

Society says to play properly. Rules govern our every movement from when we are at school, to the home structure, through religion and even to a certain extent pushed at us in the media. All the way throughout our lives, we are slapped in the face by all these laws and orders that are enforced on us by antiquated government and hierarchy.

Now let's not get confused between law, rules and ethics. Hell, this is why Tiger Woods is now in such a pickle.

There are times when you will just think that this world can't throw more curve balls at you. At the end of the day, it will never stop being challenging. Unfortunately we are all doomed to go throughout life and struggle against the currents in the sea. As Icarus felt the wind push hard against his wings and he couldn't keep up as he went higher into the sky, closer to the sun. I'm sure it looked fucking cool but the problem was that he was doomed, although looking great doing it.
All the greats who people have remembered didn't end in a sea of peaceful bliss but they have been remembered.

We all come into this world kicking and screaming - why not carry on as you started?