Seeking Mountains

Հայ | Poet | Father | Disciple of the Universe | Student of War

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-Brain Hum- (9/15/23)

Let it be known that I'm a man of the pen Yet I'm inclined to wield the sword My heart knows its greatest rage then But only when I've struck a chord

Life is like a soliloquy within the mind How it ebbs, how it flows with time As it breaks, as it binds, as it goes blind Let it speak, let it scream in its own rhyme

Sometimes I ask myself if I'm insane If I'm capable, redeemable or intelligent Unlike those days where I welcomed pain Perhaps that's what I need to feel competent

It's those quiet nights where I think the most Where I try to remember what it is I live for I ask if I'm really alive, a breathing ghost Doomed to repeat the same, forevermore

Then I'm pulled to the next buzz of the brain Like a child soon forgetting his toys in the rain

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This picture is a mood.

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The soldier who has died due to the failure of his officer is a crime before God. So study hard, young Lieutenant. Prepare yourself well. Burn the midnight oil so that in your old age you will not look down at your hands to find his blood red upon them.

General George S. Patton

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-Due- (9/1/22)

The climb itself is the best part of the journey It is a thrill unparalleled by any before The peak grants not only a view, but glory And while looking off you long for more You sit and ponder your next conquest Where to climb next, how to prepare What to bring and how to approach best While still here, you long to go over there As if the triumph of this is not enough You cant seem to value your present Despite your efforts, no matter how rough Everything is a worthless accomplishment You revel in confidence while you remain ignorant You don't know of the storm that approaches You only know to stay strong, to brave the torrent But the mountain is the greatest of coaches It will shake you to your depths, even humble you It will teach you to know the name of ‘Misery’ Her company is torture and her words true She will seize you, beat you, rob you of victory She will send you clean off the world's precipice Off to the dreaded, forgotten, foothills you go And you'll look up from the bottom of the abyss Wondering, how from so high, you ended so low And so after an eternal period of wallowing self pity, Of cursing the heavens and loathing your weakness You begin anew the climb, ascending above your city Above the sands and trees, the seas, and bleakness Yet this time, you harbor doubt, once it happened Surely, it can happen twice, or thrice; again and again Destined to fail, your sky will remain blackened And you'll dwell aimless forevermore among men The worst of the journey's suffering remains fresh It constantly tugs and pulls at your delicate mind Despite knowing the trail, you fear the trial's thresh Hence making the already lost impossible to find But the Gods provide and they smile upon you If you're to overcome yourself and the elements You will finally reach the summit long overdue Yet due nonetheless, you'll relish in fine sentiments Perhaps now you'll learn how to appreciate Even the shortest tribulations deserve respect So keep your wits about you and carry on straight To one day realize your heart's deepest prospect...

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-Meaningless- (7/28/22)

Pain like this stings so differently Something unique to friends It's the circumstances, really The way a great thing ends How it settles, how it twists How it turns and batters Gets lost in the morning mist And forgetting what matters Everything said and done Thrown aside as if it was nothing Nothing when put to comparison Against those who mean everything

All just meaningless, empty words.

Our journey together abruptly halted Commiserating in the bitter cold Pursuing rank among the exalted Back’n’forth doing what we’re told Enduring endless, sleepless nights Staring painfully at a bleak ceiling Starting everyday with sudden lights Our ragged bodies barely healing Losing our voices from the shouting Our teeth chattering voraciously Resolves tested, minds doubting Yet heads held high tenaciously

All just meaningless, empty words.

The facts as they are: once bitten, twice shy That applies directly to your comradeship too It puzzles you and keeps you wondering why How greatness so easily rises and falls through But if that’s the case, then was it ever truly great? Something written for us in the cosmos above? As if we were destined for it to hold no weight It burns more when the blade is brotherly love Trust only comes harder after the plane departs But it's not I who bought the one-way ticket out Losing sense after a few drinks and some darts No, it was I who stood fast and didn't rout.

But who cares anyway?

These are all just meaningless, empty words.

Right?

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-Weakness- (3/30/22)

Look into those eyes. What do you see? Pain? Fear? Fatigue? No, I see grit; I see tenacity. I see a man who has never been, Who has seldom conquered, Who has failed, time and time again And allowed his own mind to be an obstacle …the worst kind too.

I see a man who lacks. And if you asked him, he’d tell you that too. He’d say it so much you’d think he has no confidence at all. …he doesn't. 

But then you look at those eyes again and you see it. You see what defeat has begotten. What failure has caused. Where doubt was sown. And despite all of that, you see a glimmer The light of the fire within, Fueled by passion. Fueled by drive.

Hunger for something greater because he’s sick of being nothing. And that desire to be, To overcome mere existence and pursue life, That’s what he carries with him. 

So go on, look into those eyes again, Look past the misery of his doubt, Focus on the glint of hope pushing him to strive. Striving to climb, but the mountain is muddy, slippery. The rain is no friend and neither are his peers.

And before he knew it, he took a boot to the face, Sending him right off the edge, so close to the apex, So close to his goal, he fell, and the ground was hard, Harder than it's ever been.

He failed again.

But unlike before, he stood back up His eyes still fixed on the summit...

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-Հաւատամք-

Ես մարդ արարած եմ։ Տիեզերքին ստեղծումնեմ Այս մոլորակին սրբագործված հողեն ծներեմ։ Այդ նույն հողը որ գետնին վերա տարածվել է։ Ես գետնինեն եկա եւ այլ գետնին պիտի վերադառնամ։ 

Բայց ոչ սովորական բան։ Փոխանակ փոշի կամ ավազ։ Ոչ, ատ որ հզոր ջերմութիւնից կը հետապնդ է։ Իսկապես մոխիր կը նախընտրեմ։ 

Այո՜:

Ինչպես որ կրակը կիրքոտ առույգութիւնով  կայրի, նույն ճանապարհով կյանքս պիտի ապրիմ։ Նպատակով հպարտ պիտի ծառայեմ եւ օրհնեալ ըլլամ իմ վարպետության մեջ։ 

Եւ ալ երկնային ուժերեն կը խնդրեմ առյիւծային քաջութիւն, խաղաղ միտք, ռազմական ոգու, ու Աստուածային ճշմարտութիւն։ 

Միջեւ վերջս կը'գա եւ ճակատագիրըս գոցվի։

Ամեն։ Translation: -Credo-

I am mankind I am a creation of the universe Born from the sanctified sand of this planet The same sand spread all throughout the ground. I came from the ground and to the ground I shall return.

But not to an ordinary thing, not to dust or sand. Instead I will become that which follows a mighty blaze. Indeed, I choose ash.

Yes!

Just as fire burns with a passionate vigor, I will live my life in the same manner. I will serve a purpose, and be blessed in my craft.

And from the heavenly powers I ask for the bravery of a lion, a peaceful mind, a warrior's spirit, and heavenly truth.

Until my end arrives and my destiny is sealed. 

Amen.

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-Prove It- (6/18/21)

Down in the deepest of valleys Upon the tallest of high peaks Adrift in the roughest of seas Lost in the wilderness for weeks

Fatigue engulfs the aperture Pain finds solace in the pressure Misery defines the culture Comfort is buried with pleasure

A reminder is warranted Convictions become tested Weaknesses boldly fragmented Competencies nearly bested

But such chaos forges heroes Promising them glory and growth Courage to face the worst of foes So long as they hold to their oath

So march valiantly unto Face the tribulations that prove Beat back the darkness within you And be the one they will approve.

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-Reflection and Renewal- (9/25/19)

I often ask myself what I'm doing and where I'm going

As if my subconscious has all the answers to these questions

Some days I feed into procrastination and find everything boring

Other days I seek out conflict and think everything a transgression

I long for the discipline I once had back when I was a cop-to be

When I had a deeply rooted purpose driving me without end

It was a simpler time, I was so different, one could clearly see

But life has quite a way of circling back around to mend

And one day I woke up to feel renewed like a phoenix reborn

It drew forth from deep within, from a place I thought long gone

I was ecstatic over this glorious new feeling for I was no longer torn

Every moment felt so invigorating, every challenge so perfectly drawn

My gratitude is boundless; I see no reason to complain or wallow

We grow strongest when in the petrifying presence of life's difficulties

Every little step and every leaping bound, pulls us further from sorrow

Once that perspective shifts, even the worst things seem like vanities

I feel like a new man today and it's something so nostalgic

Nothing seems to fuel me more than testing trials and making good

Because I'm tired of living my life in a fashion akin to automatic

And if you're feeling weary as well, follow me into true Knighthood.

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Through action, a man becomes a hero Through death, a hero becomes a legend Through time, a legend becomes a myth And by learning from the myth, a man takes action

Unknown

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-Can It Exist Without a Fire?- (8/5/19)

Can it exist without a fire? We are compelled to bid To one day hope, to be inspired Nothing truly centers life's lid

Men are forever burdened They're apt for complacency Surrounded by inner servants The fool thinks himself royalty

Passion in its purest form Purpose and ethos maketh the man It builds his resilience to the storm It reminds him of his place in the sand

Virtue only matters in death For life is too short for all of that Such error heralds the last breath Fair to incite the divine's just wrath

In this world of everlasting iniquity Man is lost in the wrong desires A blight that scorns all in ubiquity Can it exist without a fire?

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When you know who you are, your stillness threatens the enemy.

Winston Churchill

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Have an ambition to be remembered, not as a great lawyer, doctor, merchant, scientist, manufacturer, or scholar, but as a great man, every inch a king.

Charles Sumner

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The Gods envy us. They envy us because we're mortal. Because any moment might be our last. Everything's more beautiful because we're doomed.

Achilles, Troy