Dec 27, 2005 12:42
I'll blame it on how I woke myself up. But, then, that would be giving into something that I don't want to be anymore. It's playing on my long-dormant "warrior" nature. (The idea that ones existence is the constant brawl with those...that may not even want to fight.)
I still feel that I am wrought with fear. Not of where I am, nor what we are fighting for: those are abundantly clear. And not so much of the world's interpretation and later acceptance of us, but rather those that run the current system. I fear what they would do to everything if they felt that their ways might be threatened. Pull the plug, I think. For all the potentials out there, I fear for. Their well-being -- in a world ran by those that would make sure that their lives COULDN'T go on.
That isn't right. But, neither is the way that I feel for them. ::breathes:: I know what I am here to do, and the next stretch of time, I feel, will test me the most than any other. I once called myself a fighter for thought, but I see now, that I am a fighter for Life. For the right to Be, to live.