CHEFINZKI

“Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams.”

“And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”

When I was a young man, I wanted to change the world. I found it was difficult to change the world, so I tried to change my nation. When I found I couldn’t change the nation, I began to focus on my town. I couldn’t change the town, so I tried to change my family. Now, as an old man, I know the only thing I can change is myself. And suddenly I realize that if long ago I had changed myself, I could have made an impact on my family. My family and I could have made an impact on our town

A Warrior does not sleep, a Warrior exists in various states of consciousness. Always on, always aware. The Warrior leads a life of solitude many times. Countless hours training, refining, thinking. Should the Warrior let his/her guard down for a moment, it could be last time it happened. When you have doubts, rest assured that if you have balance, vision, and purpose, you can find courage and strength to take another step. Training and execution is your craft, your way of life. When the Warrior puts down the weapons of destruction to make peace, the Warrior must disband, because his/her original purpose for existing has been accomplished. Until that changing of the guard happens, until there is peace, until you can sleep without doubt, and act without hesitation, and know that each action of yours has a purpose, you must train. You must persist without question. There is no middle ground for this being. The Warrior will witness and behold the power of the one who makes worlds collide, and approach without fear, ego, or malice, and ask "what can you teach me". Wearing no material armour of any sort, and purely relying on the essential experiences of the past to give rise to the events of the present moment. Utilizing one's calm mind, uncontainable spirit, to manifest the future through proper thoughts, and proper action. Needlessly shedding spiritual anchors, to be an inevitable example of strength, agility, intellect, and grace in this world.

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream—and not make dreams your master; If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!