The Blood & The Bones

Let man be brought the edges.

For you cannot know what you were made to do without them.

I pray every man finds the edges of his will, his strength, his mental capacity, his physical ability.

And then I pray that he falls in.

I pray for this simply in the name of his rising.

For how can he learn to fly, how can he understand exactly what he is capable of without falling and failing and ultimately rising from the ashes again.

Modern man has been conditioned to a life of ease. He is asked to look for smooth roads and quiet living. But how can you appreciate these things without feeling the rock under your feet or the climbing the mountains? Without lifting heavy things? How can you enjoy silence when your mind has never weathered the storm?

They say to meek will inherit the Earth and I too believe this. But meek is not synonymous with weak. A meek man is not a soft one, with soft hands and a soft mind. He has callouses. He has been hardened through trials and tribulations. He has earned his inheritance. It was never meant to just be freely given.

A man can never be worthy of the title if he has not taken his mind and body to the edges and pushed it well beyond to know just what he is capable of enduring.

So, I ask you not to live your life on the easy path. You cannot grow from it. Push your mind and body to the limit. You were built for more than this world gives you credit for or wants you to believe. they have tried to strip this honor from men more in modern days that ever before. For they know if they push you down far enough you will never rise again. And that is exactly what those who want to suppress and control you hope for. Don’t give it to them.

the blood

& the bones