The Iron Way -- A Poem of The Enduring Pillar (And an "Enduring Pillar" Directory)
Updated: 6 days ago
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Here is a poem I created after a recent realization of mine on the way we either choose or are taught to see life's many pains. As someone who used to experience emotions more intensely than the average person due to a former sensitivity, I found myself suffering strongly to things people take for granted.
This is the lesson I have received from my contemplations on pain, and I hope you will not only understand through this, how life can be for highly-sensitive people, but also see the logic of why we should embrace the suffering we receive. Embrace it, in order to become not only more resilient, but stronger in body and mind.
Cower away from the ability to endure pain, and you will not learn its lessons. Wisdom may often be gained through pain. And it is through pain, that I grew wise beyond my years as a 25 years old man. Hence why I no longer regard pain to be a bad thing by default, but a chance to expand my intellect. Expand it, in the name of Philosocom and its readership.
Lastly, the original melody is from a theme composed in Imperial Japan of WWII, called "Shussei Heishi O Okuru Uta". Look it up for this poem's melody, pace and structure. If you enjoyed it or at least find agreement with it, feel free to share and spread the word. Thanks.
Of which I was so terrified from,
The time, to embrace, has rightfully come,
To cope with that the world shall bring.
No longer a child, or a sensitive teen,
Once again I've become a better me,
And march, march, march on.
I had enough, being such a passive man,
The one I learned to idolize in school.
No more benefit, no more benefit it can,
Bring to my hermetic rule.
As the smith strikes the weapon so rightfully,
And it becomes, stronger, finally…
Now I shall accept the suffering that strikes within me:
The suffering,
Accept it,
And march, march, march on!
Each, action, that is pure with joy,
Is one that can weaken the mind.
And even, if, happiness such man will find,
He shall still be as soft as soy.
Fool, the one, that says life should be easy,
In a world, filled with merciless apathy!
Now it's time to bring this aspect to Rubinshteinic philosophy:
The suffering,
Accept it,
And march, march, march on!
(The, suffering, accept and accept, doses of it you better expect!)
One of a very bitter nature.
It goes to show you can easily deny the rapture,
At the expanse of preparation, against adversity.
Escapism, is giving up on opportunity,
Even if it entails a sugarless black coffee,
The suffering,
Embrace it,
And march, march, march on!
There might be always, at life, countless people,
But although, remorselessly, your serenity will cripple,
There is a better, painful solution in store for you:
Prepare, your body, and mind, for life's many careless strikes,
Although some may hurt as unforgiving spikes!
Endure, rest and endurance repeat:
The suffering,
Accept it,
And march, march, march on!
The world, of today, is filled with weaknesses,
A product of a better comfortability.
But while, it brings fun, as millions can witness,
It also decreases our mind's capabilities.
The ability, of the mind to be reforged,
A stronger mind is key for greater choices and demand:
The suffering,
Accept it,
And march, march, march on!
