We are born. We have no choice but to be born.
We were not asked to be brought into the world.
We do not know of the place before birth.
Our lives are entrusted to our Creators.
We are nurtured. We are loved simply because we exist.
What kind of world is it that we inhabit?
What kind of place offers eternal and unconditional devotion?
Soon we begin to grow.
As we grow, so does our role in this world.
We soon discover the world is endless.
When we begin to venture into it, a realization occurs.
We have to earn it. We have to earn everything.
Unlike our entrance, our exit cannot be predicted.
We must learn. We must conquer this world.
We begin to fall in love. Both with people and power.
We must not judge, but love all the same.
Power is gained through experience.
True power is the power of the self.
When you know yourself, the world is yours.
You cannot conquer the world until you conquer yourself.
You are your first test.
We must be patient. We must be truthful.
We must have faith. We must not be afraid to love and be loved.
The first test is difficult.
The second test is the world.
You will succeed. The world is yours.
Make it what you wish.
Leave it as you entered, Surrounded by love.
And you will be eternal.
A contest entry
- A Reason to Care by Hypocritical Oath.
850 points, ended November 6, 2007, 11 entries
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Love it!
Wow, what you write here echoes so much I have read before from some great writers of history, and what you say speaks volumes, good writing, good luck!

