Motivational truth by a childhood friend

Through the eyes of a child. There once was a time in your existence, when you saw the world with greater clarity. When the prism through which you viewed life was clean, free of the muck and waste society relentlessly kicks on your lens. You were curious and were in touch with wonder. There was eagerness and enthusiasm in all of your days. You were free of the oppressive weight of emotional baggage, your outlook on life not yet jaded. And then, over time, the shit started to pile up—the loss, the struggle, the failure, the disappointment. It beat you down, tearing at the very fabric of your spirit. Here you find yourself today, lethargic and blasé, cynical and unmotivated, grinding yourself down just to get by, “living the dream” as a buddy of mine would sarcastically say. But it doesn’t have to be this way. You and you alone are the keeper of your soul, the commander of your destiny in this world. Sure, fate and fortune play their role, but in the realm of that which you can control, you’re the fucking boss. Life can be arduous and thankless, but it is your decision to allow it to continue on as such. I strive each day to remember the lofty standards I set for myself in my youth, to touch the gorgeous naiveté that convinced me that anything was possible… The stubborn idealism that would settle for nothing less than what was the best that I could conceive. This unyielding honesty and electric imagination need not be dampened and drowned by the dark clouds that hover above. For the storm shall soon pass and brighter days will surely follow. As in the promise that comes with each rising sun hides a celestial vigor and vitality capable of propelling you forward. Powerful enough to compel you onward to achieve the great things for which you are destined. It is there for you to use, for you to behold, for you to sculpt and to mold… If you’d only allow yourself to see it, through the eyes of a child.

Devan E.