The lyrical hero was well aware that his thoughts were galloping relentlessly towards one idea – how to free himself from his own mental prison.
Let’s go back in time a little – he had understood that in order to move his own destiny forward he did not have to be inactive, but on the contrary, with the eagerness of a dog and the conviction of a child that he would receive his most sublime gift for his efforts, the proportional application of effort and the right time in the occurrence of a situation were always required. He knew this for sure, given his life experiences, and he was so convinced that this was the right path that every time he was asked, he answered with “Maybe, but that’s how it is”, or with “Wait a minute, but most likely it’s exactly how it is”.
And now, bearing this in mind, at the present moment he seemed to have forgotten that spark of upsurge, or rather, and this now occurred to him, the right time had come from another perspective of his gaze – or in other words, of his eagle gaze, as he liked to mention – now was the time to act in the direction he wanted.
By the way, it was not that he stopped wanting this particular time, but what was needed was the new approach – calm, confident and having already taken his previous lessons in a whirlwind of a peculiarly exalted and somehow paradoxically calm emotion, challenging himself with his favorite phrase that nothing had “killed him, but made him stronger” – and here adding, “and as stubborn as a donkey.”
Given all these thoughts, if they were set out on a sheet of paper, they would seem like totally meaningless chatter, but the core would always be this – the moments in life that are presented with suspicion of our own capabilities, then we must remember the core of our essence.
The lyrical hero knew this all too well, but alas, he had to remember it too – and even do it often, it became a habit for him, to speak it in his sleep, to be always read in the eyes of a very purposeful calm face in reality.
This is how this is repaired, the broken, that there – time “in us, and we are in it” – so said a revolutionary, so wise, so idealistic that legends always remember him with his angelic face in portraits.
And here, it is already sunrise, the lyrical hero feels his hope with the first rays of Helios. Dare.
4.10.2025
