bitter sweet state of mind

It is all wonderful to belong to a big organisation, make lots of friends, and enjoy your life. Then comes a day, when as you thought you`d have earned your good reputation and people respect you, that someone says something about you, a few tails get added and then some more tails, and at the end off the day you get multipile stab wounds from behind. So severe that you feel like it is the end. And maybe it is to a certain degree the end, or have you been chosen to serve a higher purpose? Thus I feel intreuged by the thought, as I have noticed certain things I have been prepared for without knowing them. And so concluding that I was prepared for all this turmoil. It s like keeping a snake in a cage, feeding it and learining its ways. Then comes one day and that snake gets released. Now you have to survive, and learning its techniques and habits prepared you to deal with this snake. It is like the owner becomes the hunted. Yet the owner, becomes the hunter. Thus what life has taught me in the past 6 years, or even longer, will get me through this time of exile. Already I am finding myself slowly starting a new page. Maybe not all as I wanted it to be, yet it is a new start to a lifetime of great stories to be told. If it all was perfect, then there would always be something to hinder that perfection. And create some defect in its purity.