To fulfill your destiny

Every concept once upheld by man is now dust, and every new one will carry an even shorter lifespan. The only structure is that of nature. Welcome to a life of no plans.

The world has turned you into a problem-solver, a skill-acquirer, and a goal-chaser. And you just keep levelling up, don't you?

The person you've become ... you are very effective ... for living a societal life taking on societal roles and being one with the daily fabric; to earn dollars and eat.

Destiny, however, is fulfilled a different way.

Time reveals your destiny without any effort on your part. You can try to force the picture beforehand but just know that it's all for nothing.

There are movements, personal to you, that must first happen. Personal to you.

And once you finally begin to walk the path of your destiny, the story is unofficially over. Because from there, things just happen in perfect sequence. Perfect does not necessarily mean smooth sailing, but in this new world, there is little room for prolonged confusion.

Every 인연 fits in every dimension whether you can see it or not. Life is finally allowed to unfold.

It's about going the distance and putting on a clinic that you enjoy every second of ... all while creating the environment where the knockout blow arises without effort. A bit of delayed vindication.

But from where do you find such stamina? The answer is simple. If it's in line with your destiny, you will be handed an infinity clip every time. If it's not, then ... eventually ... you will tire.

Betray your nature and the body reminds you in creative ways, from illness to disarray ... things you think had the typical and standard root causes.

It may be said that the body tends to function at its greatest when there are genuinely things that need to be done.

Move in alignment with the Way, your Way, and deep down, you know that nobody is fit to judge your work ... not because it's perfect ... but ... because of its unnameable, unexplainable, unknowable impetus.

Curiosity is stirred, but the heart is moved.

There are no secrets capable of being held except for the pellucid space forming the cytoplasm of your soul.

What will you do when you realize every mishap and misstep in your life was squarely your fault?

One could say ... you have emergencies because you are, either for now or forever, the type to have emergencies.

When you look around, you can see who tends to float and who tends to struggle. And there are people to whom, upon examination, you just know that no serious harm can come.

The serious move, thereafter, is to ruthlessly examine yourself ... and see if you hold the same plot-armour quality to, say, destiny your way out of an unfavourable circumstance ...

I realized something not too long ago. How I’m living now, I could have even living five years ago by just rotating about a few axes ever so slightly. Time and space are really something.

Some things are simply reserved for you, whether you claim them or not.

And nothing can kill you ... except that which is meant to.
Your end and beginning are written.

There are no secrets capable of being held except for the pellucid space forming the cytoplasm of your soul.

Every journey is a tributary. You may not know the connectedness now, but you do know yourself ... at least you once did.

Destiny meets you at the front door when you are ready to reach your final form, your original form, your true form. Such form, however, cannot be reached by one who is here ... simply ... to keep levelling up.