To rekindle your own raw masculinity, you must become comfortable with those most familiar of masculine friends: struggle and pain.
We live in the most perfect of all existences.
Our good deeds are always rewarded, even if we don't notice. If we truly did someone a kindness – including ourselves – it will be rewarded in that moment or in the future.
Likewise, justice is always doled out in perfect unity, even if we do not always see its consequences.
The fruits we sow always come to fruition, no matter how far we run. Even if we isolate ourselves atop a remote mountain, away from any external, hostile threat, the most dangerous judge of them all, the one within ourselves, will crawl its way out from the depths of our being and ravage us as ruthlessly as we have others.
Existence is perfect.
But it isn’t always pretty.
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