The surgeon chooses a scalpel as the poet uncorks a bottle. At war with the odds, stacked high in constant battle.
The pen or the knife, a tool for gifted minds. Everyday a constant battle, the hustle and the grind.
Years of dedication raise you up above the rest. Let the haters do their worst, it’s all part of the test.
The lives you’ll change will be untold, unless you go give up and fold.
Think it through and imagine it true. A leader will rise up.
I’m talking to you.
A full manifestation of primal visceral rage followed by zen state conscious transforming meditation. Culminate both in the human experience and only then are you awake to the spectrum of futility in the eyes of our existence. Your ego as grand as the tallest mountain.
They laugh at you as you’re banished from all written existence. An ounce of fresh water kicked into the ocean from a long pier. Sunset delves to darkness on choppy waters. Achievements and pillars of your success dispersed amongst the masses that surround you, shouting the same in every tongue. Once important and manipulative, you’ve become gray in a sea of black. Incapable of shining brighter than those who pull you down, still invoking your tried and true tactics as you seek to emerge from the bucket of mediocrity. The only way out is admission of fault. Repentance of the soul and a willingness to learn.
Reborn with a purpose. The path to warmth is love. Endless wrenching moments have purged the evil from you at your deepest and darkest depths. You’ve become vulnerable and pure. Open to receive what it has to show you. Ascend to the light, become a being of peace. Live again once more, only now with an unconditional love for others. Offer an unemotional response to those who seek to judge and challenge you, for they have yet to know the depths required to stand as a whole being. One of fault and recovery. Your love for them will calm the rage, confusion and hurt inside them. See in them what you’d once known in your former self. Be the safety net they’ve longed for yet hadn’t ever known to seek.
The true purpose of existence is to pass along knowledge. Invoke an ongoing realm of cyclic progress. Regardless of the commencement moment, seek culmination of fulfillment into peace and happiness by way of enlightenment. Accept you’re drops in the ocean and embrace your divine purpose.
Educated Rambling 