Ones quality of life is not determined by a tangible, measurable, comparable, product of worth
But what we are can be determined by what we accomplish
Not by a certificate, title or position, but by the triumph over reservation and mastery of ourselves
Our minds naturally welcome doubt, embrace it like an old friend
Lingering on what we want but can’t have, while the disbelief in ourselves further saturates our core
Staying here, comfortably covered by a blanket of indifference, we wither into only the shell of something real
Our worth defined by a certificate, title and position, averaged out because of our passive influence on this perpetual world
We must petrify the thoughts, take away their voice, keep them still
For each moment of disbelief is a stolen moment of action
All we need is a miracle, some inspirational idea, word, event, to spark, shock and jumble our thoughts to recover that passion within us and activate our true strength
We can fight, you and I, send that permeating doubt into a fleeting panic back into the dark site it bread from
As we triumph over our own reservations and master each intricate part of ourselves.