There are bigger ways to grow, as if sizing life is not enough, as if I knew from the womb that aggression and imposition are fractal result of my alpha status.
For some, this ones of primal reaction, I had setup a life of ignorance and disdain, however I know realise they are also part of the larger equation. These are nothing less than the unthinkable tests of will, character, determination and commitment I have to surpass. These are my sins, signs and scars from the arrogant segregation I thought (immaturely) would solve a part of my life.
They range from personal to professional and from social to public life. They are my validation as choice and creed. They surely make me real. Exceptionally egocentric, humbly eccentric and deeply world centric.
They are not arch enemies, nemesis of any kind, they are a part of me as I am of them and exist only to prove themselves how big I can be. From my respect to them, even in the harsh moments (which they don’t understand competently) I can validate my tale and irrefutably correct my size.
Acceptance is the best way to live life learning how to die and from this awareness I know I am closer to the sage than those peculiar beings want to be and it’s OK to me.
Except for the ones I care and will never give up to cast larger shadows for me to rest.