But That's No Matter

And as I sat there brooding
on the old, unknown world,
I thought of Gatsby's wonder
when he first picked out
the green light at the end
of Daisy's dock.
He had come a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it.
He did not know that it was already behind him, somewhere back in that vast obscurity
beyond the city, where the dark fields of the republic rolled on under the night.
Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgiastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter--tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further.
And one fine morning...
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
--F. Scott Fitzgerald
(conclusion of "The Great Gatsby")
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Colorado River at Mile 89
Desert Time Lapse
Thor Temple and Angels Gate