I’ve always been fascinated by this statement.
Wars are fought by the bold.
Many people die in defense of the bold.
Many people celebrate the bold.
Large amounts of people are killed as a result.
“The meek” I always thought that meant “weak”.
“Feeble”
Not capable of anything.
I don’t consider myself in the same boat as “the meek”.
Maybe I’m translating that word wrong.
Maybe it means those who think. Those who wait for an opportune time.
Strategic folks who typically are women.
The other night I saw some suspicious lights on the horizon of the NYC skyline.
I forgot that we’re in an evil timeline and Facebook no longer requires fact checking.
I saw a post that aliens are soon approaching to take over.
I of course equated those lights with alien ships.
My first thought was, oh fuck! This is how we die!They’re coming to harvest my womb! Jokes on them! It’s not even a thing anymore!
But also, what can I do to play nice with them. Maybe they’re here on a fact finding mission?
Not, how can I kill them.
Is that “meek”?
I don’t think it is.
I think it’s strength.
I mean to survive through anything and in any way I can.
Bring it on!