I have this urge to just talk. Not about something philosophical or metaphysical, but just plain ordinary life (no this is not some god metaphor).

Its like you been going about, acting like you know everything, got everything under control, but... you been pretending, denying, looking every which way but in front of your own eyeballs, acting like what is there is not there.

And then one day, as big as life, it plants itself in front of you, totally blocking your path, offering you no escape, forcing you to acknowledge that you have to acknowledge its presence, its being, its reality. And then and only then you have say, yes it is there, I have to own it, it belongs to no one else, I have to deal with it and come to terms with it, there is no other choice.

You then have to take a deep breath, let it out slowly. You embrace and accept that reality, hold your head up high and say I have met you head on, I will not let you beat me up or beat me down, I will acknowledge you and walk proud and tall past you, you will never defeat me, because I am me and I believe in me and there is no other truth which matters at this moment.

And then and only then, you will have grown, in wisdom, stature and maturity. And you can continue on your journey.