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Learn to Starve Yourself

Before their hands withhold the plate, Before you're taught that hunger's fate, Learn to dine on less than full, To tame the beast, to break the pull. When crumbs are kings and silence feasts, You’ll find your strength among the least. A man who’s fasted tastes the air, Yet walks with calm through lean despair. Let discipline become your bread, And self-control the path you tread. For those who feast at others' cost Will leave you starving, cold, and lost. So train your gut to not depend On every gift that others send. Choose now the hunger you embrace— Or else be emptied in disgrace. Freedom wears a lighter frame, It does not beg, it plays no game. To starve by will is not to lose— It is the fiercest strength you choose.
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Misiko

Misiko, with eyes that question skies so vast,
Whispers to himself, a query firmly cast.
"How does one discern, with certainty's keen sting,
The whispered truth from falsehood's silver ring?"

He sees the world where shadows softly creep,
Where words like smoke can twist and secrets keep.
He hears the tales, where tongues both soothe and sting,
And wonders how to find the truth they bring.

Perhaps in silence, where the heart can speak,
Where intuition's whispers guide the weak.
Perhaps in actions, where intentions show,
The seeds of truth, in deeds that truly grow.

Misiko ponders, beneath the sun's warm gaze,
That truth may lie not just in words, but in the ways
We live, we breathe, the choices that we make,
The paths we forge, the chances that we take.

For in the tapestry of life, so grand and wide,
True actions stand, where honesty can't hide.
And though the world may weave a web of lies,
Misiko seeks the light, where truth never dies.

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