Fear was his sickness.
Playing safe was risk too.
He used to do things, when opportunities came along.
He had periods of time when ideas would came  in his mind.
But his wisdom could not help him at all.
He felt it in his nerves, that he could do anything for his life to flow smoothly.
However he continued experiencing long dry spells.
Noone could raise the bar for him.
He tried to reject the reality and the tyranny.
But this was building castles in...