Pain is like beauty, changing in the eyes of the beholder. For some it is motivation, determinating inspirations through your trials and tribulations. For some, pain is neglected, rejected as a tragedy, they usually fall victim to the pressures of insanity. For others, it is expected, pain accommodates them, and they freely go to wherever pain shall take them. Ever since that first day that pain came, they reminisce, discomfort and anguis raping them of their innocence.

I have my own philosophy, of what pain really means to me, my Perseverance Against Intense Negativity. I say perseverance because I fight the opposition, knowing if I steadfast my position is uplifted, feeling optimistic knowing that I’ve been gifted, by the Father up above whose love is without conditions. So the option to surrender, forget it, I stand against it, trying to get me to understand your logics in it is just senseless.

The key is to keep pushing, regardless of the strain, dilemmas are only as hard as we make them in our brains. Consider the elephant and it’s fear of mice. I am the elephant, and the mice are no different than my addictions. Satan never gives up, his success is detrimental, with objectives and aspirations clear as crystal. I know the tension is intense but understand the intentions, God gave us pain so happiness is better comprehended. And obviously negativity comes with stress, but you have to go through pain to ever feel like you’ve been blessed. You couldn’t recognize insanity if you are insane, so you can never know joy if you have never known P.A.I.N.-

By: J-Will