Chivalry, is knowing when to use courage or bravery.
Nobility is having the fortitude to follow through your conviction in both.
Honour is not straying from the code.
Honesty is the light that the code is illumed by
Truth is the gnawing at the soul that flat lines your ego.
Love is the energy that fuels all.
I hope that whatever I teach you or whatever I leave behind become firm foundations for you to build mountains upon and your progeny to build mountains on but no matter how mountainous you all may become, you remain grounded in the valleys of humility,
being exemplar with the codes of being men,
of being human.
Do not forget that to be harsh when it is needed even in the face of relentless scrutiny is far nobler than laxity to please the lazy folk,
the deprived of soul.
Know that kindness and gentleness in the face of a storm of violence and ridicule is more praiseworthy than siding with the masses.
“An optimist is simply a man who hasn’t heard the news.”
OR woman for that matter.
No it’s not someone who doesn’t watch the news. Let’s not all become literalists now, rather it’s someone who is so tunnel visioned that they block out all unnecessary feedback, all input, all incoming data streams to purify their thoughts and only focus on what they want.
Granted, the news is one cesspool of negativity, I have no idea why intelligent people actually indulge in it…… Hang on, they don’t.
Next time you wonder why your state of affairs is in disarray, hold the mirror up and take a long hard look at your indulgences. TV, news, slapstick shows, cinema, media etc…… well you know your answer.
I am often burdened by the immense responsibility I have for my ability to use words to suit the agenda, to stimulate a mood or to elicit a response and when the burden overcomes me, the truth of silence rescues my soul. I apologise now for my past and future words. Forgive me for hurting you, making you think, making you not think or making you roll your eyes, my intention means nothing as grand as it may be if it cannot be received well by you. My silence would much better suit as the chariot.