Maturity

 It has been said, by a learned philosopher, that “life is a journey to uncover one's self, one's identity.”¹

It is interesting to hear the voices of wisdom by my betters. I seek to learn from them. I am inspired by the rambling expressions and opinions of learned philosophers.

But I don't always agree with them.

With respectful regard for the wisdom of the quote in the first line of this essay — I have noted in myself an ongoing, accelerating evolution in my mentality and perception of reality. And with the conceit and arrogance of one who has accumulated a few knocks, bumps and scars I dare to disagree.

I would revise the quote thusly:

“ . . . life is a journey to mold and develop one's self, one's identity.”

1  Walt Whitman's poem “I Celebrate Myself” is actually about how Whitman celebrates himself. The poem is about finding your identity,