In this life we lead I always believed that there were two absolutes that can be gained from any situation or experience. Lessons or blessings.
Blessings, it seems, happen out of nowhere, on the fly. They are positive feelings, thoughts, material. Anything that brings a 'feel good' sensation of enlightenment, peace or general pleasantness.
Lessons, are slow in deliverance and cause, at a minimum, feelings of discomfort. At the worst, traumatic life changing pain or other devastating reality.
I always felt and truly believe that both of these things can actually be categorized as blessings but the lessons are the true and hardcore REAL blessings.
So fuck you world. I want more pain. Throw your worst at me, i don't give a fuck. Keep it coming, if I survive your bullshit you will have provided me valuable learning opportunities.
You hurt me and I will learn, grow and become strong.
Someday, after my final lesson has been learned. My scarred body and mind will not be broken but merely marred to remind me of what has been learned.
Someday, I will learn all the things that everyone else already seems to know.
Someday, I will earn the right to die. Hopefully, I will have the honor to die for something or someone.
Keep the lessons coming. I am even more adaptable now that I have no one that needs me. I can take risks. I can disregard my safety. I can be reckless to prove a point.
Yeah, I WILL learn more. Blessings are nice but I require lessons.
Bring me more pain motherfucker.
Blessings, it seems, happen out of nowhere, on the fly. They are positive feelings, thoughts, material. Anything that brings a 'feel good' sensation of enlightenment, peace or general pleasantness.
Lessons, are slow in deliverance and cause, at a minimum, feelings of discomfort. At the worst, traumatic life changing pain or other devastating reality.
I always felt and truly believe that both of these things can actually be categorized as blessings but the lessons are the true and hardcore REAL blessings.
So fuck you world. I want more pain. Throw your worst at me, i don't give a fuck. Keep it coming, if I survive your bullshit you will have provided me valuable learning opportunities.
You hurt me and I will learn, grow and become strong.
Someday, after my final lesson has been learned. My scarred body and mind will not be broken but merely marred to remind me of what has been learned.
Someday, I will learn all the things that everyone else already seems to know.
Someday, I will earn the right to die. Hopefully, I will have the honor to die for something or someone.
Keep the lessons coming. I am even more adaptable now that I have no one that needs me. I can take risks. I can disregard my safety. I can be reckless to prove a point.
Yeah, I WILL learn more. Blessings are nice but I require lessons.
Bring me more pain motherfucker.
