Before you drop that blade,before you allow yourself
to feel it slicing through the layers
of anger and frustration,
pause.
Pause,
and sense the hunger in yourself,
the thirst for blood,
and,
deeper still,
the hunger for acceptance
that drove the lifting of the blade.
Find that longing,
deep inside,
and then go further in
to find the abundant love that lies beneath
Now.
Lower your blade,
and feast on that abundance.
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2 comments:
I wonder, is he thinking anything at all? It's difficult to tell but he seems to be trying to be almost expression-less. Or is it he's determined?
He's very focused; it was a time trial...
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