Not because you are weak. Because you are brave enough to let it all go.
You stop praying. Not out of anger, but out of exhaustion. You realize God is either silent or laughing. You tear the holy books. You scream into the void. The void screams back. You stop asking "Why?" and start accepting "Why not?" The Paradox Here is the secret they don't tell you: Only the Borbaad are truly free.
When you are Borbaad , you stop playing the game. You stop trying to save face. You stop trying to be respectable. You stop fearing the fall because you are already lying at the bottom, looking up at the sky, realizing the view is actually pretty good from down here. So, what will it be? Will you spend your life polishing the brass on a sinking ship? Or will you light the match?
Not because you are weak. Because you are brave enough to let it all go.
You stop praying. Not out of anger, but out of exhaustion. You realize God is either silent or laughing. You tear the holy books. You scream into the void. The void screams back. You stop asking "Why?" and start accepting "Why not?" The Paradox Here is the secret they don't tell you: Only the Borbaad are truly free. The Borbaad
When you are Borbaad , you stop playing the game. You stop trying to save face. You stop trying to be respectable. You stop fearing the fall because you are already lying at the bottom, looking up at the sky, realizing the view is actually pretty good from down here. So, what will it be? Will you spend your life polishing the brass on a sinking ship? Or will you light the match? Not because you are weak