I often find that I fall into love easily with those who are able to smile when pain and doubt sit right in front of them, taunting, begging and pushing for them to quit. The ability to gather strength from distress, power from darkness, and grow brave by knowing, even if it is subconscious, by truly knowing that the only thing that can defeat them is death itself. When knowing Death is not a defeat, but an eventual, inescapable path we all end up walking, it no longer holds any power to hold one back in this life, because it is not the end, but a new beginning, that absolutely NO ONE can define, but does exist. The bravery I see in those who define themselves as weak is such a heartbreak when I see the potential for the same people to effect and change the world. Your power is only taken away when you allow it, no one else will put a value on it higher than you. I believe in each of you. I believe each of you that reads this knows you have it, but just havnt been told in a long time, you are valuable and you have purpose. I hope you feel it, its all there waiting to be used, or ignored. Peace.
Posted on: Tue, 12 Nov 2013 16:32:54 +0000
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