What is a man?

What makes a man?

It's not age. A boy sometimes stays a boy. Years are not equivalent to experience. Is it experience then?

Perhaps. Experience makes a person grow. But experiences alone may turn a boy into something else other than a man.

What is a man?

A man is strength. Physical, not necessarily. A man is strong of mind. His will is iron. He has principles that are fair and uncompromising because he knows that they're right. A man is dependable. He is an anchor that holds a ship in place as it tosses about in a storm.

A man is responsibility. He has the ability to take action when it is needed of him. He has the capability to pursue goals for his own benefit and those around him. He is action and he does not wait for other to do his job for him.

A man is sacrifice. He knows what's important, and what is not. His life is lived for others first. His self takes second priority. He does not grow attached to things that would have to be someday cast off. He gives these things up unhesitatingly.

A man is pride. If nothing else, a man is pride. He takes pride in being a man. It is the only vanity which he allows himself.

A man is love.

My Special Sun.. and other nonsense

“My special sun”

Was how I described her.

I mean,

It was how you described her.

I see her everyday

And I think to myself

That woman is special

Everyone can see it

But she’s even more than that

To me…I mean, to you.

The way she walks,

The way she talks,

Even the way she sits and writes,

You love everything about her.

And that smile,

That smile saved

Your life.

In short,

you love her

in the most impossible way.

I wish she were mine.

No, I meant, I wish she were yours.

I wish she were mine.

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Yeah... and now i break my almost one year hiatus. Believe it or not, i actually check this blog regularly. I just didn't feel like exposing myself for whatever reason, however irrational.

What you read above is actually something i wrote a very long time ago. It was very personal at the time, or so i imagine. I don't actually quite remember exactly when i wrote it, but i remember why. In any case, it's quite irrelevant now. I just wanted to share something about me (or something that was about me.)

I've been quite dead for some time now. Well, not dead. But a part of me has been hibernating for some time now. Dreams, i think they call them. I've become the thing i swore i wouldn't be. Mindless, aimless and worse of all, unaware of how truly lost i was.

Fortunately, the Cosmos hasn't given up on me. I've been given a reminder of what i aspired to be, and of my previous efforts to reaching that goal. So, thank you, God, for your patience.

I am back on the road to infinity.