Sure. When a Man faces Life, he is beset on all sides by Ignorance, especially his own. Some of us have this inclination to jump headfirst into the fray without consideration for just how we might best accomplish the task of winning our way through the horde. (I here raise my own hand in acquiesance of the fact that this Knowledge is won by me through the bitterness of Failure). Now, the Man of Valour understands: there is a right time to act. He shall, of course, have to suffer many an indignity from the shit mouths of his enemies, but if he grits his teeth and bears the insult, and uses the time his foes waste inflating their egoes by deriding his own, in order to map out strategically their weaknesses and strengths, he shall discover that moment, when it occurs, as if by some trick of intuition. Then he shall strike, and win through. Nonetheless, he should expect to be wounded. He is, after all, one against many, and armed only with a club, while they will tend to have many and diverse weapons of greater and lesser efficacy. But what he has, that they will always lack, being only a mob of idiots ruled by the need of security in numbers, is an awareness of himself, and an awareness of them greater than their own. I have written this discourse in such a way that it can be interpreted both Mistickally and practically. Applying it in both ways is the key to Victory. Good Luck!
That's good, man. You're right, too, I'd say. I like the way you've structured that, with the question-answer sequence. It gives it a rhythm. I'm not sure I could read it out loud after a few tokes, though....
