Conflict

Why does conflict exist? How else would we be challenged? For what reason do I harbor conflict within myself; what purpose do I gain? What rewards (should they be worthy of merit) will await from this confrontation? I could do nothing, at all, quite comfortably and achieve what exactly, my continued comfort?

There are struggles I would much rather leave behind. I have learned what "at-the-time" meant for me to take from them (though they continue to haunt me). I may gleam a new insight I had not considered, and it may lend strength into some future contest; but, they are long gone and of no immediate concern. Not to this very moment.

There are struggles I have yet to journey, and may never in this imperfect state. I am bound to what limitations? That is the source of my conflict. That I have no limitations except those I have bound to my own person, and only a few governed by the world.

Is it possible to continue one's betterment, or at least attempt, without such arguments tormenting inside oneself? Is it possible to bargain with the side that expresses pain and remorse, sorrow and regret in exchange for a brief reprieve and something much less antagonizing?

Perhaps that is the compact that only years of struggle can agree upon. To surrender to one for the benefit of both and the whole be spared. Your victory awaits you on the other side of conflict. There is no compromise.