To Be a Wild Man—An Authentic Man.

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To be a wild man, is to be free from the illusory shackles that bind one’s mind to a mad world.

A modern, sophisticated, yet wild man may not appear to the wandering, untrained eye, as someone who resembles a person who embodies material wealth or insignia.

This man, is someone who may likely bear the invisible marks of trauma and abuse. He’s one who has chosen to brave storms that the sleeping majority simply will not. His path is forged by his spirit, wrought with perils and difficulty that develops the essence of his character and sense of being—his good nature through life experience.

His authenticity is defiant, yet mild and humble because he knows what it’s like to weather years and years of mental torment or abuse and for some, this includes physical trauma. He’s learned to listen acutely to his own intuition, rather than to the blind notions of those who’ve themselves never braved a storm such as he.

Wild men, know not the laws of society’s construct, even if on the surface, he plays a fool. Laws to a man like this are Universal and are taught through lessons, trials and higher guidance, including heartache and love loss. When a man such as this looks into the eyes of a woman, he’s searching her soul for an indication that she too has endured and triumphed.

When he sees others who are troubled or stricken, he can find a deeper sense of empathy and compassion, rather than balk at their perceived lack or misfortune. A wild man can see the torment and suffering in the masses, who choose not to lead sovereign lives, but instead conform to a life of routine and debt stricken purgatory.

He’s lost his will to let pride prevail and his ego death has served him in ways that only losing everything in this material life will teach. The strengths gained from within, through a path of uncertainty and mystery are what shape his daunting courage to seek beyond what’s ordinary or ordained. There will undoubtedly be many, who unwittingly wish to make this man lower himself to their level of comfort and security, but to no avail.

Strong like an oak, yet malleable like a willow, he will root his cause with a formidable stance and bend gracefully, to weather each front that life delivers. This too, is merely a wild man’s authentic personality remaining altruistic to his own standards and not those governed by a privileged, yet unsatiated society, which has hence forgotten the origins of its nature.

A wild man knows how to love a woman in ways that defy the senses. His spirit will intoxicate her mind and her body will inevitably follow—although it’s not his aim, to simply please or seduce her physical needs alone. He desires intimacy and a deep, abiding connection on all levels—physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually. Her intellect, wisdom and compassion must temper his own shortcomings. No boundaries exist between two wild soul mates, fated to collide.

It seems evident, that few wild men actually exist in this modern day world of conformity and rigid structure of command, which limits a man’s true potential. This is something he cannot fathom becoming and from an early age has gone to great lengths, ensuring that his mind or heart are never imprisoned. Despite disappointing those who’ve expected of him to be, as they want him to become or have envisioned for him, he will ultimately defy them.

Following another’s path is to walk his own, backward in time—only to have spent his life, lost; forgetting his inherent destiny to live free.

The path of a wild man remains as certain as the weather and passages of time. There are seasons to explain his madness and storms that will mimic his free-flowing personality, but he’s ultimately abiding by his vision as time passes by, all the while learning from each life experience that reveals an opportunity for him to learn from and grow wiser in doing so.

His wisdom, is made apparent to others, as the core of his inherent nature radiates outward to the world beyond him. There is intellect in the few words that are spoken aloud and untold stories in his deep, piercing gaze. His heart seeks an eternity of passion, new horizons and adventure. He’s a mystery—authentic, wise and compassionate, yet stern, crazy and wide awake, screaming to the heavens in silent revelry.

To realize and behold a wild man, is to realize one’s own wild nature within.

Image: Ales Krivec, Unsplash

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4 thoughts on “To Be a Wild Man—An Authentic Man.

  1. This was a great piece…..powerful, moving. Love these passages..”A wild man knows how to love a woman in ways that defy the senses. His spirit will intoxicate her mind and her body will inevitably follow—although it’s not his aim, to simply please or seduce her physical needs alone. He desires intimacy and a deep, abiding connection on all levels—physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually. Her intellect, wisdom and compassion must temper his own shortcomings. No boundaries exist between two wild soul mates, fated to collide.”
    And
    “The path of a wild man remains as certain as the weather and passages of time. There are seasons to explain his madness and storms that will mimic his free-flowing personality, but he’s ultimately abiding by his vision as time passes by, all the while learning from each life experience that reveals an opportunity for him to learn from and grow wiser in doing so.”

    Always a pleasure and an honour to read your work, I look forward to it every day…..you inspire me.

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      1. You are of great service….who you are as a man, what you do, is so very valuable….you awaken, inspire, and challenge, and cut through. Hope to be sparked by your insights for many years to come, and that your journey continues to bring you some peace, and fortitude of spirit.

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