..and I have nary a thing to say, save for this:
Be
who it is you know
in your heart that you are
and compromise the spark
which kindles your fire
for nary a Soul nor obstacle,
for, in this mortal Life,
there can be no greater Sin
than to let it all go to waste
just to soothe the pain within.
The Obstacles in Life
merely provide opportunities,
to which one can rise
or in spite of which one can fail.
But,
though it may seem a losing battle,
there is e'er a way to prevail.
Perseverance
is the sound of optimism,
in the name of betterment:
Perseverance
is the cry of mortal Warriors,
battling 'pon this battleground
rife with Life's adversity.
To the victor,
the spoils.
To the defeated,
what they deserve.
Harsh
though it may sound,
truly what you get
is relative
to your chosen
perspective, attention and intention.
If you intend
to lose the battle,
it is already lost.
If you intend
to be victorious,
nary a thing
shall stand in your way
for very long.
Heed this, please:
I speak in mythic words,
metaphor, symbology:
battle not Others
for selfish gain
or in the name of demagoguery,
rather,
battle constructively
within your Self,
that you may harden
your resolve
and become truer
to your true Self.
In such a way can you transcend this mortal World.
In such a way can you be happy and free of it's tyranny.
In such a way have others pointed to Enlightenment.
In such a way be Heaven and Hell creations of our Selves.
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 4:06 AM UTC
..and I have nary a thing to say, save for this:
Be
who it is you know
in your heart that you are
and compromise the spark
which kindles your fire
for nary a Soul nor obstacle,
for, in this mortal Life,
there can be no greater Sin
than to let it all go to waste
just to soothe the pain within.
The Obstacles in Life
merely provide opportunities,
to which one can rise
or in spite of which one can fail.
But,
though it may seem a losing battle,
there is e'er a way to prevail.
Perseverance
is the sound of optimism,
in the name of betterment:
Perseverance
is the cry of mortal Warriors,
battling 'pon this battleground
rife with Life's adversity.
To the victor,
the spoils.
To the defeated,
what they deserve.
Harsh
though it may sound,
truly what you get
is relative
to your chosen
perspective, attention and intention.
If you intend
to lose the battle,
it is already lost.
If you intend
to be victorious,
nary a thing
shall stand in your way
for very long.
Heed this, please:
I speak in mythic words,
metaphor, symbology:
battle not Others
for selfish gain
or in the name of demagoguery,
rather,
battle constructively
within your Self,
that you may harden
your resolve
and become truer
to your true Self.
In such a way can you transcend this mortal World.
In such a way can you be happy and free of it's tyranny.
In such a way have others pointed to Enlightenment.
In such a way be Heaven and Hell creations of our Selves.
Not really much to say
but what I feel neen't be said,
though it seems so obvious to me I opt to share it
in hopes
it falls not
on blind eyes
deaf ears
and numb minds.
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