Getting Up

[grim23]

I train Karatedo. Today, I became Self. Every day, I meditate about fear, and dying, and failure, so that when that happens, I WILL NOT STOP. I faltered, and forgot my training and my resolve. Once again, I learn the painful lesson.

The chestplate is cut off. The arrow is yanked out. I breathe. I refuse to let this Old Way of self-indulgence beat me. Lose Self. Become Will. Breathe again. Stand. Pick up my sword, raise it high.

I have things to do.