Again, it is time to share my words, of wisdom and of folly.
It was foolish of me to think that I could outclass my opponents.
I have been made aware of some of my shortcomings and ineptitudes;
for, no matter how valorious I become, my adversaries are tenacious.

Battle after battle has been fought, some won others lost...
But the campaign rages forth, almost ignorant of the individuals
the Wheel of Life continues to roll inexorably onward.

Some are passengers who gawk and get in the way.
Some become grease for the axle, or bumps in the roadway.
Yet others seek to propel the Wheel amongst strife and distraction.
But all eventually see that any and all are but parts of The Wheel...
and are thus unavoidable roles to be played.

Wisdom stems from experiencing the Wheel and seeking truth.
The Wheel cannot travel without terrain beneath.
The Wheel cannot move without impetous to cause movement.
And the Wheel cannot spin without grease to release it.

The Wheel is the individual. The Wheel is society.
The Wheel is the battle. The Wheel is the campaign.
The Way is knowing our place on the Wheel.

To find our center is to be in harmony with the Way.
To dwell in harmony is to accept and live the Wheel.