Inside me awaits a beast.
This beast is fueled by passion and purpose. It values resiliency, dedication, knowledge,
and strength. Unlike other beasts, it is
empathetic and good, much like a domesticated dog. Unlike the hound, however, the beast has no
master. Only answering to itself, no
master could tame the beast. And who
would want to do so? The beast, while
ferocious, wants only to help and move, grow and learn. The world needs to know this beast.
But what happens when a beast is locked inside a cage? Well, I believe lights in its eyes go
dim. It becomes anxious, isolated,
depressed. It will never have the same
gumption it once did. Precious time has
passed for the beast like the energy it spent banging on the hard iron bars on
either side of it.
But even so, when the time is right, the beast still fights.
Much Love,
Me
