Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.William Ernest Henley. 1849–1903
What an affirmation to the self, to the battle within and out. The turmoil of life, challenges, obstacles, oppressions and time. We can channel so much energy both good and bad to the world that taking some back means being selfish in others eyes. At times most people will see you as a warrior, readily able and willing to strike out and complete a task that you and everyone around you know it to be hard. Road less traveled, adventure unsought and yet there you stand in the bow of a boat that needs to move and you’re the lone oarsman.
You are that soul. That entity that has in them the will and perseverance to see it through to the bitter end regardless of what hardship is thrown at you. You have your eyes fixed at set goal or goals. You need to test your will, and wit against the unknown. For it is in the unknown that we are forged to being a more disciplined human being. We thrive in the dungeons of work, toil, labor, blood and bile.
Quitting is not an option for us select few, those few that rather than take the easy road will gladly give it up for the unbeaten and treacherous road ahead to lead the way where others fear to tread. We go to that edge, look over it and smile within knowing all to well that we have made a choice to continue forging ahead regardless of the voices outside saying the we should quit, we can not continue because that is what’s expected from everyone else.
You are NOT everyone else. You are that individual, that unbeknown to most of the population does revel in the pit of fire, labor, sweat, hard work and still have enough to lift up another human being to accomplish what you’ve worked so hard to accomplish yourself.
Welcome to the way we are supposed to be.