Even at 30, my sword will remain clenched in my fist, I will manage to travel with my shield and breastplate forever. I promise to be war-ready even though there seems to be Peace. I want more Kingdoms so more kings will have to fall by the edge of my sword. At 30 years old, do I have my life figured out? No! I still don’t know which way I am going, but I can finally hear my (the) way around (unlike in previous chapters). Yeah! THE WAY is just not a person, He is my friend! He says this is the path, walk therein.
From my personal experiences and general observations, men usually act below their wisdom gauge sometimes. I have found myself in some shit that I had to beat myself up like ‘Boy you sure know better than this!’. I am convinced that I am not the product of my own wisdom; the results in my life have more to do with the Nathans around me than my peanut sized brain.