Necessity and Dream

There is something about passion, several people wouldn’t be able to comprehend. Reality, that is. The universe, which shows little interest in few selected people for their passion, somehow trains them to do what they must do. This universe exists in these few people who hide their emotion and seem good at every common skill set. In this very abundant universe, they are drilled in mud and stone.

Their muscles become hard enough to knock out people in one punch. Their mind is so critic and cryptic that they are capable of processing huge amount of information, including every possibility, even though they weren’t born smart and genius. They do not have what is called luxury and time because they only have what is given. “Given the circumstances …, given the time, … ” is something usually found within their conversation.

Not that they are sad people or slave. To do what necessary is already set inside their mind. They desire something else, sometimes but universe says different. They might have accomplished several achievement people would be envious for but for them, if they were to be asked, t’was their job and they do their best.

Tears usually never come and in rest hour, they do what pleases them most: to rest in peace. A rest is something they would earn when the time comes. This is also given and if it is hasn’t been, they might never reveal their names. For them, there are thin and yet clear lines separating desire and duty. In this universe there is no such thing as pleasure or disappointment.

They always say that they do what they do and people sometimes mock them without even looking inside, which is impossible since they cover their tracks very well. They have a switch which allow them to explode and hurt everything around them and is very difficult to be used.

A fictional and legendary mentor once said, “I do what I must.” not “I do what I desire.”

 

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Author: anwari

stay low and keep your head down

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