Titanium Onion
In an effort to maximize my potential I have developed an internal mechanism gravitating towards increased independence and self-reliance.
This mechanism has had the dual residual effects of making me stronger against outside potential harm to my self and also of isolating myself from those who take a more embracing approach to the world and its players.
I largely credit the commonly used saying. "What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger."
Strong in what sense?
In the sense of self reliance I believe this is an accurate statement. The lessons and lashings which life's path has caused me to encounter have together made up the basis or foundation on top of which I have faced the world. Each encounter although in its time caused me much heartache, turmoil, disappointment and sadness, has each left me with a thicker skin- a shield with which to protect myself against those who would attempt or will any harm towards me.
I am now like the titanium onion, with layers upon layers disguising my true core. The heart and Achilles' heal of my being.
Like an onion one may only discover my core by peeling away my many layers, the difference of the titanium onion is that each layer resists its inspector from ripping it from its purpose- to protect and shield.
Also like the onion, with each layer one must endure a small portion of the negative impact that initiated the creation of an extended shield, an added layer. The literal onion sprouts unintentional uncombatible tears from its inspector eyes. The titanium onion procures a compelling response from its inspector as well, ranging from tears to rage to love and always ending in increased isolation for the onion and the onion's stubborn resistance to inquisitive and potentially positive outside forces. For those persistent and motivated enough to follow through with the quest of reaching the core of the titanium onion or the release of the layers, is amply rewarded, the onion although consistent in its punishments has a sweet and refreshing reward to be sought after.
I do not blame those that cannot or choose not to endure the various punishments from each layer which is uncovered, but respect greatly those who choose to endure to the sweet reward as they can only have done so with a determined belief in the existence of the reward for which they endured so much in pursuit of. This determination and high degree of faith in an undeserving onion is respectable and for these few is the strength of the many layers converted to something positive- a resource of strength, a life-line of support for those who can still be saved from compiling a great many layers to shield them from the warmth and goodness the world can offer to those who are open to it and still have available receptors with which to take in the outside.
This mechanism has had the dual residual effects of making me stronger against outside potential harm to my self and also of isolating myself from those who take a more embracing approach to the world and its players.
I largely credit the commonly used saying. "What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger."
Strong in what sense?
In the sense of self reliance I believe this is an accurate statement. The lessons and lashings which life's path has caused me to encounter have together made up the basis or foundation on top of which I have faced the world. Each encounter although in its time caused me much heartache, turmoil, disappointment and sadness, has each left me with a thicker skin- a shield with which to protect myself against those who would attempt or will any harm towards me.
I am now like the titanium onion, with layers upon layers disguising my true core. The heart and Achilles' heal of my being.
Like an onion one may only discover my core by peeling away my many layers, the difference of the titanium onion is that each layer resists its inspector from ripping it from its purpose- to protect and shield.
Also like the onion, with each layer one must endure a small portion of the negative impact that initiated the creation of an extended shield, an added layer. The literal onion sprouts unintentional uncombatible tears from its inspector eyes. The titanium onion procures a compelling response from its inspector as well, ranging from tears to rage to love and always ending in increased isolation for the onion and the onion's stubborn resistance to inquisitive and potentially positive outside forces. For those persistent and motivated enough to follow through with the quest of reaching the core of the titanium onion or the release of the layers, is amply rewarded, the onion although consistent in its punishments has a sweet and refreshing reward to be sought after.
I do not blame those that cannot or choose not to endure the various punishments from each layer which is uncovered, but respect greatly those who choose to endure to the sweet reward as they can only have done so with a determined belief in the existence of the reward for which they endured so much in pursuit of. This determination and high degree of faith in an undeserving onion is respectable and for these few is the strength of the many layers converted to something positive- a resource of strength, a life-line of support for those who can still be saved from compiling a great many layers to shield them from the warmth and goodness the world can offer to those who are open to it and still have available receptors with which to take in the outside.