What you're really agreeing to, and it's good to be clear on this, is the submission and investment of your life and freedom into the continuation of life and the development of freedom. Real freedom grows with each successful cycle, bringing the whole closer to being truly free. The hard work is a willingness to sacrifice all, time and life, to throw this new life, healthy and wise, out from the crucible of the present past your own vanishing point in the future. In your failure, do not despair. In your success, do not regret. These both are bitterness, abandoning the future in preference of the past. Laying these small things aside, do the big work. Most importantly, hold this new life back until the right time, when you have planted the seeds of the true freedom and poisoned the roots of the false. Close the wrong doors. Open the right ones. Don't trade real love and joy for fleeting pleasantries or manic thrills. Be the teacher, accepting the shallow hatred of misdirected outrage, knowing that it burns out quickly. Always look down the long road. Trust your good work to come, when youthful rage is spent and foolish distractions are put aside, to fruition. Love is not something you say. Love is not something you feel. Love is that new life, running away from you as fast as it can, carrying you with it unaware. Love is tomorrow.
