The Way of the Follow
The young man sat on the edge of the cliff, looking out at the vast ocean below. He had been sitting there for hours, lost in thought. He had come to this place to find answers, but so far, he had only found more questions.
He had always been a follower. He followed the rules, he followed the crowd, he followed the path that was laid out before him. But lately, he had been starting to question whether that was the right way to live.
He saw the people around him, all rushing to and fro, always chasing something. They were always looking for the next big thing, the next big thrill, the next big success. But what was the point of it all?
The young man knew that he didn’t want to live that way. He didn’t want to be a follower anymore. He wanted to find his own path, to follow his own heart.
But how was he supposed to do that? He didn’t know where to start.
He sat there for a long time, thinking. And then, he saw it.
A small bird, flying through the air. The bird was not following any path. It was simply flying, free and unfettered.
The young man watched the bird for a long time. And then, he knew.
That was the way he wanted to live his life. He wanted to be like the bird, free to fly wherever he wanted, to follow his own path.
He stood up and started walking. He didn’t know where he was going, but he knew that he was finally on the right path.
The Way of the Follow.
The young man’s journey was long and difficult, but he never gave up. He followed his heart, and he eventually found what he was looking for. He found his own path, and he lived a life that was truly his own.