“If”- the conscious remix.

(what) If

What if you can keep your head when all about you others are losing theirs and blaming it on you? Would you confront them on twitter, facebook or instagram? Would travel miles across borders to physically fight with them? Or will you just remain in your safe space and verbally threaten them, hoping that your mean mugging and YELLING IN TEXT…will somehow make them change their opinions of you?

What if you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but you wisely make allowance for their doubting too, by seeing the bigger picture? That maybe their doubts are either a reflection of their own fears and insecurities. Or perhaps their doubts are because they see no good in hue-manity? Perhaps you yourself have disappointed them once too often and now they have given up on you? Does that affect the trust you currently have in yourself and should it?

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What if you could wait for long periods and not be tired of waiting? What if you are being lied about, but refuse to deal in lies? Or being hated on, refuse to give way to the irrationalities of hating back? What if this stance doesn’t make you look too good? And your plain talk makes others feel you’re not being too wise? Would you be able to continue to do this? For one day? For one hour? Could you? Could you do it just for the stress relief it brings you? For not meeting others negative expectations of you? Would you?

What if you can dream big – and not make big dreams your master? What if you can think – and not make thoughts your aim? What if you can meet with triumph and disaster. And treat those two imposters just the same? For your dreams and thoughts are but the beginning of the journey. And the journey is to make the dreams and thoughts a galvanizing force in changing your life. What if mastering your dreams means to not be so overly consumed by its immenseness, that you end up becoming paralyzed and unsure of where to start and how to begin? Thus making the dreams and thoughts become the master of you?

What if you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, only to watch them end up being twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools? What if you  watch the things you gave your life to, end up broken? Would you sigh and gear up, and and stoop and build ’em up, with worn out tools? Would you be that patient? Or would you think such a thing  the domain of fools?

What if you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss? But you end up losing, and have to start again at your beginnings? What if you never breath a word about your loss? Would you have the courage and fearlessness to do it again? What if you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone? What if you dare to hold on, when others think there is nothing left in you,  except the WILL which defies defeat and shouts to them: “Hold on”?

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What if you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, or walk with kings – and not lose the common touch? What if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you? because you know your purpose and you have presence of mind to guide you? What if all men count with you, but none too much? because only a few will see your vision and fewer still with the balls to follow your path? What if you can fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds’ worth of a distance run ? Living each minute without a care for what went in the past. And giving the maximum effort as if its your very last?

What if you believe yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it?  And what if you treasure the moments and efforts you apply to each single moment in time? What if you can endure, those slings and arrows? Those barbs horrors? Would you then consider yourself a Man under the sun?

Sometimes the warrior needs to be alone, meditate and remind himself of who he is and who he wants to be!

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