The hero who screams his name as great but is never bested, never truly knows his limits thus cannot improve them. To find the proverbial line, surely, one has to step over it and jump about for a dance or three. So for a heart never broken, it makes sense to say it’s a heart unsure of its limits and wiles. There is a shinning brilliance to the fallen hero who rises again, its even a major theme in all major religions. To lose the battle but win the war is not to show fallibility but understanding the ways of the world which outweigh one’s own and which are nature’s law instead of man’s ideas. As a person is beaten and falls, do they find nothing and it is there which allows, which forces them to create something new; and that’s how they find themselves. It is not the victory of the young buck, as adventure legends archetypes go, that can save the day due to brash, ignorant cockiness. What brings them a swift wind that can win is their minds are fresh and open to new ideas.
The decision to create something new is often the answer missing in an equation. We have faceted dynamics to us as beings: what we have, can do, what we know and how we see ourselves. The first three dynamics can be tested by the elements and outside world but only the last one can truly move the first three and only it can beat itself. So the decision to be bigger than that which has already proven better, is the very decision and the only spark that will lead to a new fire that reigns true. It is not the victory of the young buck, as adventure legends archetypes go, that can save the day due to brash, ignorant cockiness. What brings them a swift wind that can win is their minds are fresh and open to new ideas. There is no impossible because time continues forward and the universe changes constantly.
It’s essential that one not just create a universe of victory but of victory in the grips of disaster and the clouds of ease. Being prepared is reverent or vilifying to the future. Only once in the jaws of defeat and left for dying can one actualize their self and victory. Everything else takes place on somebody else’s coat tails with good luck and favors being a need of your victory rather than your sole will and cunning. After the world has shat on you and you feel bested, then are you free to change and only then for you know the reckoning of what is in charge. It is not a rebellion because it is destiny the moment a person decides they will have it no other way. This requires accepting one’s loss thus blessing wisdom and a full understanding of the self, as flaws are seen as integral yet they are not seen any longer as something permanent but an actor in need of a new role. After they’ve all called you broken, beaten, stupid, and broke, only then can you come up as pure you and show them you’re bigger than the accolades and cheat codes they’re aware of. You have punched their god in the face so they caste you out. And thus you’re truly free to be more than their mind knows, and thus you’re free by force to make yourself something new.
