Must youth burden a gentleman's heart, in which he begins to fulfill the outer trimmings of a gentleman; or more commonly, his response to allusive demise. According to Webster's dictionary, demise is "death; conveyance of an estate by lease or will. To transfer, to lease; to bequeath." Men are constantly sold on the notion that the wearing of a gentleman and the makings that follow along in the process, is as confusing as finding Waldo, a reliable counterpart that indirectly gauges the audience while lacking a direct response in doing so. Waldo speaks with eyes and not the mouth, whereas gentlemen, this explicit rule must create a standard quality. It may not appear relatable at first glance, but the silence I commit to explaining for myself involves critical observations from my standpoint of what emasculating an idea means to the beneficiaries of progress, namely, the same driving force of the term "audience." What do I mean? What is the point of tying Waldo into a conversation with words? I answered three questions that asked the basics to location, process, and result. In essence, what process am I looking for to find the best resulting explanation, to carry the weight of what setting a moral guide can do for a young soul bothered by life spoken without sound. In my pledge, there is no speech on the location of this gentleman. I do not put action behind the process of his findings or finding him, yet, results only appear to either give the next one words to say or words to ask. Ask properly may I and without disclosing surrender, as if I gave my life for nothing in return.
Though speech doesn't always lead to action, speaking into self-existence does. Facing adversity provides a great difficulty to this point as a first measure. To look oneself in the eye, and confidently state that they are a failure, is almost essentially worse than death, itself. One can talk themselves down so much, that catching back up to where he or she began is a distant memory. The pool of great divide is a place that produces irresistibly sound and alluring waves that crash creative minds deeper, and deeper into the abyss of uncertainty. It's an easy task to begin the conversation, to finish in words, or exemplify positive aspects of character, but how one understands each level of that platform well, is what breeds the integrity of challenge. Adversity is the exact place where art must be studied, studied well enough to make a personal connection to the understanding of self. To understand self, a gentleman understands that surpassing his predecessor becomes a significant task, a relentless work ethic. The point at which, one is considered a gentleman, is when the viewpoint of others turns into a shift away from normalcy and belief. The silence that extends an offer to the hands of perception is the resilience it takes to keep those others, wondering if this type of acclaim is reputable. If successful, individuals then believe his body language deserves credibility, his tone is righteous, and his eyes already match the words some would try to speak for him.
One of these words asks location and where this appearance comes from. With grace, the gentleman slowly surpasses what is thought of as the prior hiatus, to be in existence without question of how recognition became secure. When a gentleman chooses to guide himself gracefully and without the foresight of mistaken belief, he effectively bridges the gap between reality and stillness. In other words, a still reality is in congruence with surrealism. Surrealism is defined as "the principles, ideals, or practice of producing fantastic or incongruous imagery or effects in art, literature, film, or theater using unnatural or irrational juxtapositions and combinations." This must be a practice that occurs daily until it is characterized behavior that intertwines a motion not following the crowd's direction. Thus, the gentleman is a surreal character within my age, and if age matters then are treating this type of thought too early for young men?
Again I reflect, but this time on a quote, the end is always near the beginning. To look incessantly for this surreal character isn't enough to invoke a general reaction to finding him, the search only becomes harder and more unnerving. It is this way because there is no process actually to speak on behalf of. Silent behavior leads to spiritual actions being felt, eventually transmitting a result. The result of someone else wanting to follow is a desire of such magnitude that it reminds me all too well of the poem "Nutting" by William Wordsworth. A boy is coming into adolescence learning of all he can from an observational relationship between man and his response to such a distinct nature. But as a boy, the question inherits a different meaning and form. Wordsworth states, "when, in the eagerness of boyish hope, I left our cottage-threshold, sallying forth with a huge wallet o'er my shoulders slung, a nutting-crook in hand; and turned my steps tow'rd some far distant wood." Three aspects of this line point themselves out to me.
Leaving home reflects a sense of growing up or sign of maturity. The boy wants to take the world into his hands as we all feel at the time of exercising an official rule. In that stage of adolescence, we often forget how our thinking overtakes us. We want to modestly equip ourselves with the purest knowledge that may deem us capable of exploiting the right tools to get by. The adolescent excuses this behavior because he is immature and left to walk a path without experience, there is no reason to be passive or think of resisting, only adventure. Despite all, we remain to continue moving forward for the sake of fulfilling a pleasure, which maybe as a man, also feels it's his duty to triumph and conquer stillness, but by letting go. If he sees it, therefore he believes it; and he takes a step to look even closer for what he already found. So, is masculinity just a segment of life, a small role played by the living bodies that quickly form a rebellion against a bitter judgment, yet continue choosing to embrace their identity with such disdain? And if not, how does one grow and know that it transpired? This perhaps is the clarity needed to stay true and fervent, because time never waits or stops for any one man, but the study and observation of those who do great things, affect the moment. That moment is where I contemplate the actions of my own and ask myself what creates desire.
When fusing both creativity and desire together, one constantly looks at things. And when one looks at these things, they include what characteristically changes the man into a gentleman. I hear now my Grammy stating; you must find a good woman. I adhere to her promising speech, and I say promising because, at this point or segment of my young life, nothing has seemed more imperative. Devout, true and wise in my gentlemanly behavior, in all aspects of life that I partake in; I've always contemplated over the when, to ask a woman's hand in marriage properly. How important is this to the overall gentleman's character "when" the search is for him to prepare? Confidence is a separating factor in this address; it is a small feeling that things work themselves out, but much differently than we already anticipate. Does a gentleman properly assume? Well, to each his own, but If I didn't have this life to live, I couldn't write this piece. For a gentleman, my confidence speaks reproach or "to change severely with a fault; to censure." In judging upon this matter seriously, I find that attitude leads perception. Once you've chosen your character, the action is no longer necessary because it's inclusive; rather upkeep is a much harder task to complete those actions into a standard.
So what do I mean by Second Calling? What I mean is that by this definition of the man, gentlemen increasingly travel along a misguided pathway to other obstacles, those of which one has to navigate himself. Asking questions like what is a situation that is harmful to me? What is the right way to protect others and myself? And why must I be indebted to such responsibilities and expectations? These questions circulate in a world far bigger than one's own, so the struggle to self-identify requires various levels of difficulty are passed and key lessons learned. Of course, we don't need a thousand children to come from one man, but not producing at all or significantly lower rates, creates unease. A feeling that is mentally rooted in a stereotypical view that corrodes the possibility of being an honest man before some of us even have our first wet dream. It is this definition that some don't find themselves comfortable with because of their journey to establish themselves.
Naturally, man breaks himself down, being directed by his biased views toward women. It is her that poets love writing so much about but from the pain and agony of wanting to know and find out what the hell true love is. This glowing epiphany only made to torture a man's crying eyes to rest. Keep in mind that we are still, the majority of the letters that comprise the word in the first place, whether some feminists agree or not. What do I make of this feminist anyway, what is she and who does she, herself, represent? Maybe it's to bring more booze to drunken men at a saloon, while she stuffs her corset with dirty cash and watches them shred to pieces, a well-done steak for the night; this was only if it was served and cooked well, no pun intended. Ha, what a dick! We've been sleeping among a plateau of deconstruction for quite some time, and it is the gentleman that seems to hold his merit regarding the height at which young men and young working class men alike, feel the need to resemble their stature.
After being pestered by our parents to dismiss our playing at the time of devotion, demanded to finish homework by school teachers and help old ladies and the elderly cross the terrible traffic of busy streets, we ask a question. It's not a question, but rather a frustration that we replace society with. We just didn't realize what all of these things were, which appear as simple chores and responsibilities in our older age, maybe soon I may need help along the crosswalk; because in my opinion, the trivial nature of man is a response.
