Enlightenment and Nachos

I am seeking the kind of security that can only be found after really good adventures. The confidence and safety that comes from testing yourself against the world and coming out alive; to know the strength of your hands because you have held onto a chaotic and wild life until your knuckles ached and your fingernails screamed in protest.
There is a calm that settles in the midst of crisis, a steady rhythm to the pounding in your chest when others panic and flee.
A sword is crafted by the heat of the forge and the blows of the hammer, and the only safe sword is the one not yet made.
I am of the belief that anxiety is merely the fear in the unknown. When you are fully aware of what you are capable of and just how much potential you possess; you finally understand that you really can do just about anything (at least anything you are willing to suffer the consequences for.)