I have come to accept the fact that to people, I came off as someone of a soft nature. Thus, people around me who do not know me all that well assumes me vulnerable and soft-spined.
On the contrary, I fancy myself being a strong person. My will is strong. My spirit resilient. My best friend in the world even attributed perseverance as one of my best qualities; she deems that I persevere in the face of challenges that befall upon me. I like that. Deep down, that is what I aspired to have and have always been trying to be. Contrary to the people around me, whose belief is that I am weak, I proclaim that I, indeed is weak in my countenance. My demeanor demure, for that is how I am raised by my mothers. I, however, is very unmoved inside when I am set onto believing something. What I aspire, I try hard to manifest to the extent of doing this when dallying with the littlest of things as well.
This, I have learnt, is best used as my weapon. Revealing it here disputes with that reality, giving you readers a weapon against me. So, this I am doing might be self-destructive, but I must say- in Sun Tzu's art of warfare, you must be smart as to play with your enemy's hypotheses. Outwit them by tricking them to belief that you are weak when you are strong and strong when you are weak. Enemies here, not in the sense that they are humans. As the matter of fact, enemies in all the sense that it could have been. Anything, really. Your biggest desires, your trivial lusts.
Always be mindful. Look back, reflect.
**been a while huh? :) I know. I have been vastly occupied! My apologies for those who have been waiting. I know how words can be addictive and left you wanting for more. My heart goes to you who desire for mine; life happens and I, human, am unable to fulfill my zeal to spurt the flurry of words from my cognition. Even now, I am forcefully writing on the phone from the bed on my morning stay-in. I desperately need this rest.
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