“We call them cool those hearts that have no scars to show, the ones that never do let go, and risk the tables being turned.
We call them fools who have to dance within the flames, who chance the sorrow and the shame, that always comes with getting burned...
We call them strong those who can face this world alone, who seem to get by on their own, those who will never take the fall
We call them weak, who are unable to resist the slightest chance love might exist and for that forsake it all...”
Throughout the course of our time here most of us will find only one or two things that we might actively fight for; a something that will tear us from our routines and the normalcy of our lives and motivate us to be better, to love bolder, and to chance what loss or heartache might follow.
Many of us won’t even take the risk, we may never even notice the opportunity as it compasses us, we’ll cling instead to what’s familiar and to what’s comfortable—to what’s habitual, as if life was meant only to be survived, paused within a long drawn out breath, gravely from the vantage of a treadmill in a fitness center, sometimes paced at a slow crawl and others at a dead sprint surrounded, still by idleness and perpetual atrophy, where we are shaped by the seasons, only and stale time neither experienced nor savored, just constant, day-in, and day-out, and empty; no, not safe, but numb
Because life is a test; an opportunity, it’s not something to be waited out safely withstood within the perimeters of systems and bureaucracy, indifference and Ardorless connections. We are vindicated by Risk! Without risk we are not challenged, and without challenge we cannot learn, and without awareness we cannot grow.
It’s easy to be desirous of a thing without intention or discipline or understanding or faith, simply to want and to justify the appetite with “love” and craving, to lust impulsively without growth, without awareness, without conduct, without valor. It’s paramount to recognize the distinction between your longing and the realization of that fulfillment.
When you challenge yourself to labor for what you’re passionate about, it’s true you may not prevail, at least accomplishment may not look like what you anticipated; there will be sorrow, and shame, and doubt, and injury you will get burned but your scars are a prize, in honor of who you are not who you were, living in our past denies us both of present and a future, and offers us only lingering prayers of a sought tomorrow, unrealized.
Throughout the course of our time here most of us will find only one or two things that we might actively fight for; a something that will tear us from our routines and the normalcy of our lives and motivate us to be better, to love bolder, and to chance what loss or heartache might follow. If, and when you find that something to fight for resolve to do so with all of your heart, all of your poise, and all of your conviction and regardless of your awaited outcome you will have gained, in the Risk and the Chance of having dared the flames.
“There’s this love that is burning deep in my soul constantly yearning to get out of control wanting to fly higher and higher I can’t abide standing outside the fire.”
“But you have to be tough when consumed by desire ‘cause it’s not enough just to stand outside the fire.”
“Life is not tried, it is merely survived if you’re standing outside the fire.”
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