The decision hangs directly in front of us no matter which way we look. Its as though we are caged in by it and our misfortune. We ask question like "why is it so hard?" Its an excellent question but here we sit dangling from a rope with hungry lions before us and a cackling God above sawing at the rope with dull knife. Will he pull us up or just keep cutting strands on the rope until we fall into unbearable pain. Here we hang in indecision with a decision that isn't ours to make. We are incapable yet the weight is entirely on us.