martes, 3 de febrero de 2009

There is no spoon...

what if I wanted to lower my guard for a second... and finally accept I'm tired of the whole "hurrr durr I'm a warrior and I'm oh so bad! I'm so bad I should be locked up... ph33r m4h m4d h4xx0r 5ki11z"?

what if I decided that now that got kinda old, and not comfortable anymore? What If I were to finally realize that I have absolutely no idea how to function without smashing the shit out of everything and charging blindly against all obstacles powered only by my pride and my "lack of other choices ? What if, instead of freaking out about it and escaping forward, I would consider it a challenge, a puzzle, some sort of a riddle with a very attractive prize? Would I have the patience, the art, the m4d h4xx0r 5ki11z required to complete this task without panicking and suicidally running head first into a wall while bellowing my battelcry if I don't get it right at first?

What if I knew what needs to be done, and I was just too much of a chicken to actually GET THE FUCK UP AND DO IT FOR ONCE... regardless of results, not expecting to succeed in the first try, and for crying out loud having a bit of patience, goddammit!?

What if i felt like I have the key to the gate, I'm standing in front of it, and it doesn't look that bad at all, but I'm scared to let go of whatever's left of the old road and... cross it, come what may?

What If my fear was not what is yet to come, but the fact that I know is just too good?

would I be up for the challenge?



Hope I am...




Todos los dias son hoy - Ricky Espinosa

Soy y nunca quise ser así
Un error puede hacerme vil
Hay alguien que sufre por mí, oh sí, la entiendo
Hoy podemos volver a empezar
dejo el pasado bien atrás
de todo lo que le hace mal a quien, yo amo
Hoy y todos los días son hoy, y todos los días son hoy...

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