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On This New Kind Of Vulnerability




We are strong in our own ways. Ways which we’re able to explain to ourselves, if not others. We know it and we recognise this strength within ourselves because when the need arises, we’re the ones who shall make use of it.

But despite all this, we are vulnerable.

But when?

When we’re overcome with emotions like those of joy or fear, or both? Or when we’re exposed to things that we don’t know about? A world lying beyond our horizon? Beyond what we can think of?

I’d say both.

You ask why?

Well first case scenario, when we’re overcome with emotions (any), we tend to not think before we act. Right? That way, our actions are determined by both the feeling and the level to which it has taken over us.

Second case scenario, when we’re exposed to stuff we have no clue about, we are vulnerable because we don’t know how or what will it lead us to. We don’t know what the consequences might turn out to be. Now, until we master it, we will remain vulnerable because the way we take it determines the way we’ll use it. Because if we take it the wrong way, it might exploit us, pose a danger we may not know how to fight.

Plus, before I forget, the fascination. If you’re a curious mind, dare I say, like mine, you will find anything beyond your horizon, intriguing, even if it challenges you or questions you. Because that might help clear your doubts about yourselves such as your strengths and capabilities besides teaching you unknown stuff.

It seems like a new kind of vulnerability. It’s there. Not conspicuous. We may not even feel it. But it’s always there. If it wasn’t, we’d all be gods. But are we?

We may not appear vulnerable but exposure makes us. I’m not saying that it’s bad. What I’m saying is that it’s a curious thing. When handed a new, unknown, unexplored power, the way it is put to use it is what makes it worth, not just its unused existence.


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