a New Path

I sensed a change...
a shift in consciousness back to a more familiar, less corrupt self.
Let love revive my resilience of character with a soft kiss; stir the warrior.
Wisdom and courage can be strong allies through the process of awakening.
I seek to enlist all resources available to me, both of the earth and of the mystical.
For those souls sincerely craving truth, it would seem that Aristotle lovingly offers the cuff of his robe so that they may wipe away the tears that first must be cried to allow for growth.
Fallen warriors whisper their secrets of fortitude and cunning to chosen souls.
Their words are delivered to us upon thoughtful, crisp autumn winds.
This wealth of ageless experience and insight more vast than the sky itself longs to be embraced, and demands respect.
Yes, honour thy wounds, but be cautious not to lament over them at length.
Pity is like quicksand, it can be an arduous grip from which to escape.
Our trials and certainly our defeats offer valuable lessons to be learned, lessons deeper than any ocean on this planet await off the battletorn shores of self-discovery and exploration.
Know that revolutions have been born of far less noble motives than reclaiming integrity and healing.
Leaders, true Kings would be well advised to use their influence to spread hope and empowerment among their followers rather than tyranny. There is unquestionably always a cost for cruelty.
There is a profound injustice within history when these ancestral accounts are reduced to fable and fantasy.
A foundational value of the knowledge passed on through history is that it encourages evolution through learning.
What have we learned?
Repeating history does not honour it, but rather demonstrates an apathetic disrespect, not to mention for our forebearers who toiled tirelessly.
Their efforts; the breath that gives life to the lessons so worthy of man's diligent  heartfelt attention.