Rites, traditions and the future

I have my own and if I ever feel like following any, I will stand in the mainroad and walk, feeling my footsteps echo those of the millions of people who traverse here everyday. Where is there richer tradition except in the feeling of oneness in your own kind?

On another note: you stubborn fool. Whatever disappointment you feel is just fear and cowardice in a novel form. A little bit, yes, you are disappointed, but mostly you are afraid. How will you measure up to a thousand talking bragging people who are older and wiser?
The only advice I have is: Do, don't say. How will I respect myself otherwise. I hope I can.