don't

Questions are a pitiful mistake. You know what is to be done. You know what you want, don't you? Take it. Have guts and take it. If you ask you might be refused; most of the time. It's a punishment for asking a question, a lesson to shut up next time and do. Will you take it or will you keep asking?

Confidence. Certainty. Knowing beyond doubt. Knowing beyond the scope of intelligent arguments, informed opinions, thorough research. Knowing with your gut, like an animal.

fearless

If I were fearless, what it would be like? The shocking bluntness of my remarks, the neck-breaking laughter, laughter of a madman that fears no thing and no man. What would I say?

How about now, shell I just start now? What's with the what-iffing and waiting? Am I afraid to be fearless? Absurd. Terrifying. True. The beauty of that falling, following a path from which there is no turning back. That has to be my last acrobatics, my last step, step into the abyss; from there all there is left is free falling. Nothing to do anymore. No planning, no doing, just falling.

Falling.