Sometimes we’re so close to everything we think we want that it can be exhausting chasing that light at the end of what appears to be an endless tunnel. You’re moving so fast but you feel you’ll never reach that flame no matter how hard you try. The flame of our spirit begins to dim. I tried so hard to reject that. To continue to persevere. The entire time I consumed myself with staring in to that light, while in reality, I found myself sinking into the darkness. The light I was chasing was gone as well as my own flame that lit the path. Before I knew it, everything went dark.... 
     While in the dark you can’t see much else. Until there was a spark in the distance. As I tread towards this new flame my body became heavier and heavier with dead weight. The more I persevered, the more I tread toward that flame. One after another, another flame would ignite in the distance. Before I knew it there was a wildfire inside me. I could feel it’s heat raging at this point. As I was engulfed in this flame my darkness was consumed and the weight of all that pressure was gone. As I rose from the ashes of my doubts I knew, The Silk Samurai had been born.