in the name of the best within you, do not sacrifice this world to those who are its worst. in the name of the values that keep you alive, do not let your vision of man be distorted by the ugly, the cowardly, the mindless in those who have never achieved his title. do not lose your knowledge that man's proper estate is an upright posture, an intransigent mind and a step that travels unlimited roads. do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. check your road and the nature of your battle. the world you desired can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it's yours. but to win it requires your total dedication and a total break with the world of your past, with the doctrine that man is a sacrificial animal who exists for the pleasure of others. fight for the value of your person. fight for the virtue of your pride. fight for the essence of that which is man: for his sovereign rational mind. fight with the radiant certainty and the absolute rectitude of knowing that yours is the Morality of Life and that yours is the battle for any achievement, any value, any grandeur, any goodness, any joy that has ever existed on this earth. you will win when you are ready to pronounce the oath i have taken at the start of my battle and for those who wish to know the day of my return, i shall now repeat it to the hearing of the world: i swear -- by my life and my love of it -- that i will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.
--end of john galt's speech in atlas shrugged by ayn rand
I'm not entirely sure where I lost myself.
I abandoned my old self,
But my own ghost still haunted me.
I was the type of person,
To hold onto things too tight.
I always thought holding on,
Was worth the pain it takes.
In loosing things, I'd lose apart of me too.
I would become someone, my heart no longer knew.
Striving to find my way, I had nothing left.
Just Broken pieces that I tried to mend.
My biggest mistake was losing myself, to love you.
Come to think of it,
I'm not entirely sure I ever had myself.
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