There comes a time in every mans life when he grows up from Boyhood to become a Man. The boy is faced with decisions that now he needs to make for himself, without relying on his parents or others. If he doesn’t make them he can’t stand out as an individual. He finds himself standing on his own two feet. Relying on his sense of ‘RESPONSIBILITY’ to take care of and provide for himself. He now has the knowledge and know how to co-ordinate his life. This is when it begins to get exciting, the world is his Oyster, a playground in Gods Arena. Its fulled with animals and objects and women and of course other men. It gets complicated it gets intense, life is the bombshell he has to crack open.
This only happens once in a lifetime, after that the novelty of the change may wear off, and the grizzle slowly start to set in. But as it does he becomes more sincere more of a warrior among men, a gentleman. A protector of women. This is the divine masculine beginning to flower. Hate and petty emotions now under control he stymies his anger where need be. He curbs his enthusiasm. He is novel.
Like a beautiful R&B soul album he plays and his life unfolds. Don’t get me wrong, the hell times and the tough times, the rough times and the stuff times will come when shit gets crazy, but he’s ready to embrace the challenge. Embracing the excitement of putting himself out there, to get bashed and ab-razed, to be sharpened by his fellows. Next is building his wealth, his friendships and romances, his passions, his knowledge.
And so…a boy becomes a man.