Thursday, May 16, 2013

Rhetoric: You can't lose at a game, unless you choose to play it.

Real life lesson people. Whoever is out there. I enjoy what I do. I don't expect to be payed.

They were right. I can't win that game. It's rigged. It's been rigged before I started playing.
I lost. They win.

Perhaps there is something beautiful that comes from defeat; A struggle, lost of words, however emotional, is transmuted into another element, and ingrained within the flower that blooms after its fall.

This rose, this thing, that might happen in the future, it's a beautiful thing... but I cut myself on its thorn in order to have it.

And that is a price I am willing to pay.


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