The Mighty Oak Part 1
Perfection - merely a myth, an aspiration that challenges us to excel. To some it is a guide to others it is a desired way of life.
Over the past few months, I have come to realize that this mystical state of being is not only subjective but detrimental to our health if not taken correctly. For years, I spent my life lost in the fantasy of what could be imprisoned by the shadows of what had been. To some, I lived in a utopia that they themselves would be happy to entertain. To others, I walked through hell’s kitchen, met the devil and escaped, and they would have never survived. Respectfully both perspectives are subject to opinion. Nobody truly knows how they would react to such situations until they are placed in such a way where their response is warranted.
Regardless to the popular belief of others. It was the life I lived and it is these experiences that have shaped me into the aspiring man I am today. This liberation of mind and body has allowed me to begin a new chapter of my life. Although for many years, I was chained by the opinions of others; to include my family, friends, and most importantly society. I constantly thought the world was out to get me and everyone was doing their best to ruin my life. Encaged in a reality far from my own. I lived in a world fabricated by fear of rejection, failure, never being loved, never finding love, and turning into my father. Any time I tried to release myself from one of these shackles, another would latch on to me, bring me to my knees and hold me there.
Cornered and without a clear route in site. I did what any story teller would do. I became the hero of my own tale. I created a fictional persona to liberate myself from the cell walls that surrounded my every move. I envisioned myself as the warrior I strived to become. I desired to save those who were forgotten and be their voice of reason. I fought back against the system at all cost and never allowed the opinions of others to taint my reality. To me, their thoughts on how I should live my life were not only restricting, but they were insignificant and ignorant. I held myself to a higher standard than the rest. To me, I was chosen. I had to make it out and achieve the level of success bestowed upon me, from yours truly. This montage allowed me to win the countless battles that came my way throughout my tenure with the system.
For years, I had lived in the bliss of the future. Willingly, but unknowingly allowing the present to become the past. To quote the words of the great Gandhi, “You can chain me, you can torture me, you can even destroy this body, but you will never imprison my mind.” My body was present but my mind was already working towards creating a new life. One that I had envisioned for years. One where the past never existed and I had a blank slate to start over.
This alter ego got me through the forgotten forest. Only to be left with my hardest question yet, “What’s Next?”
“Thriving is optimal, Surviving is not optional.” – Nik