Walking The Line Of Vengeance
As we walk the line of vengeance, we see ourselves reflected in the opposition with which we encumber ourselves with. Fighting amongst ourselves, the fight spills out into the streets of reality. Sooner or later one must reach the point of no return where the self lacks the opposing self in which to do battle.
It is a fine line by design, but the results are well worth the pain the sorrow that must be appreciated before the design utterly fails us. To know the result is not the journey that requires us to walk the turmoil of “Life”.
If getting there is half the fun, what other rewards await our “discovery”? Would it not suffice to cease the journey and become a Finder instead?