In times of despair it is oft that a man can lose his way.  
It is easy to succumb to the fearful whirls of chaos.  
It is natural to feel as if one's hope has fled in a hasty retreat.  
Yea, it is merely logical for him to overwhelmingly desire surrender, an end to all of the fighting.  

Man is but an exhaustible creature as are the many other beasts of the land.  
The difference, however, is in the species’ resolve to overcome these feelings and push forward past seemingly insurmountable mountains.  
Whereas the beast feels compelled to lay down when all options have been exhausted, man is oft characterized by his foolishly blind refusal to simply stop and allow the happening to occur.  
There lies not logic within this equation.  
There is a deeper emotion that oft quickly and violently surfaces with the event horizon.  

Resolve is this deep, driving force within him.  
It lays dormant for a majority of his life.  
And there are also those belonging to mankind whose determination has failed to surface.  
And this failure has oft been directly attributed to their deaths.

One must understand that it is possible in this world to fail at an attempted task.
Failure is merely the absence of or inability to conjure one’s determination.  
But one must also comprehend that if man can look within himself and manage to reach the axis in which determination surfaces that nothing, my friends, is impossible for him.