Break
In my life there has been a lot of "new" and with it much confusion.
Despite the many tasks needing accomplished during this break from school, I feel I have been able to step back again and take a small break from that confusion. In this break, I have learned so much about myself. I have understood so much I did not dream of. I have accepted so much I was afraid of...
...I have realized so much. My eyes have truly opened a small fraction more. Still there is a lot to do and learn before eyes can be wide open and the world can be seen in all facets. I want to be able to see everything, so I will begin with the finer details and workings (the ones I am capable of understanding).
I fear I will not have enough resolve and strength on my own to do everything I must. That is a somewhat stupid fear. Not because it isn't with good cause; I know I can not do everything on my own. It is very misplaced, though. The more stupid fear is that of taking action and, even more so, of accepting help.
I heard somewhere that with great knowledge and understanding comes great responsibility. My hope is to continue growing and understanding the truth in the world, so I may teach what I know...and pass on pieces of an immense responsibility to the youth and the future... to those I will help surpass me.
Often the responsibilities that fall on you are the ones you would rather avoid or shirk from. You realized you can help someone, and make a difference to them... but fear of failing ails you. Doing nothing, with such knowledge and ability, should be the greater fear. If you hesitate, with nothing but irrational fear in your way, you may lose your chance. Giving up that chance, in a moment of weakness and hesitation, would come to be a bigger regret than charging into battle... there is so much to lose, but so much more to win...
...if I fight for you, will you trust me? If you do not trust me, then I alone fight to protect you. You can choose to defend yourself and fight with me. Or... I really hope you make the best choice...
I feel so much that has happened has been fated. Everything, it seems. But fate is a somewhat detached idea from reality. In this world, it is easy to ignore or overlook fate...
Some times I wish the hand of fate was a little more firm.
...if it was, I wonder if I would break?
Despite the many tasks needing accomplished during this break from school, I feel I have been able to step back again and take a small break from that confusion. In this break, I have learned so much about myself. I have understood so much I did not dream of. I have accepted so much I was afraid of...
...I have realized so much. My eyes have truly opened a small fraction more. Still there is a lot to do and learn before eyes can be wide open and the world can be seen in all facets. I want to be able to see everything, so I will begin with the finer details and workings (the ones I am capable of understanding).
I fear I will not have enough resolve and strength on my own to do everything I must. That is a somewhat stupid fear. Not because it isn't with good cause; I know I can not do everything on my own. It is very misplaced, though. The more stupid fear is that of taking action and, even more so, of accepting help.
I heard somewhere that with great knowledge and understanding comes great responsibility. My hope is to continue growing and understanding the truth in the world, so I may teach what I know...and pass on pieces of an immense responsibility to the youth and the future... to those I will help surpass me.
Often the responsibilities that fall on you are the ones you would rather avoid or shirk from. You realized you can help someone, and make a difference to them... but fear of failing ails you. Doing nothing, with such knowledge and ability, should be the greater fear. If you hesitate, with nothing but irrational fear in your way, you may lose your chance. Giving up that chance, in a moment of weakness and hesitation, would come to be a bigger regret than charging into battle... there is so much to lose, but so much more to win...
...if I fight for you, will you trust me? If you do not trust me, then I alone fight to protect you. You can choose to defend yourself and fight with me. Or... I really hope you make the best choice...
I feel so much that has happened has been fated. Everything, it seems. But fate is a somewhat detached idea from reality. In this world, it is easy to ignore or overlook fate...
Some times I wish the hand of fate was a little more firm.
...if it was, I wonder if I would break?
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