The Blood & The Bones

Can you really know the weight of life, it’s true brevity, if you have never held death at your disposal?

I believe that a man who has felt the pressure of each and who has known when to follow the light and when to govern darkness is both a warrior and a god.

And then there are men born in the dirt who use knowledge to rise up into gold. Knowing that the power of wisdom and philosophy is infinite and cannot be taken away from you.

Lastly, there are men who understand what burns in them or who at least want to. Who learn to regulate the things that fill them up, that drive them, that make them human.

And my favorite are the ones who are all of these things. Intelligent men with violent tendencies who know the path of the heart. Towing the line every day. Learning, loving. Living as half mortal, half immortal. Like a modern day Hercules.

We unknowingly walk amongst these men everyday… men who have seen hell and chose to walk through it rather than turn back. Men who go to the fields of bloodshed, the sand dunes of death and are often damned for it. And yet, they still go.

If that doesn’t inspire you to find your path and forge your way through fire, then what can?

LL

the blood
& the bones