Brave weaklings.

Accidents do not happen. My friend tells me such word is only used by those who can't really explain or don't want to understand why such things do happen. There are no coincidences, either. We just use that term to justify the occurrence of subsequent, and usually sinful, affairs.

There's no such thing as a conducive place for sinning. We sin whenever we do. We're the authors, the directors of our own sins. We have no one, or nothing, to blame but our own weak selves.

Weak selves. The adjective resounds in my brain. Whenever we give in to temptation, why do we often call ourselves weak? Wouldn't it be more fitting to say that we dared to do it? So that way, we'd see ourselves as brave wanderers raring for another adventure?

Cliches teach us that we learn from mistakes and that there's no better way to understand a crooked way than to walk along it ourselves. But whatever happens when we've gathered all the learnings? Yes, we learn that plugging an uninsulated wire into an electric socket with damp hands would almost always cause an electric shock. But some of us do that all over again just for the sheer exhilarating conduction. (You never know.)

Doing that doesn't make us cowards. It may make us brave, or, for some, weirdos in our own rights. Sadists, even. But never weaklings.

Or maybe I'm using wrong analogies. And in doing so, trying to justify occurrences, even my own sins.

But there's no way to justify some sins, I know. No matter how hard we try, we can never scrub a midnight black boar clean and turn it into a rosy shade of cream. Unless we skin it. Another improper analogy.

Sinners. Weaklings, since they give in to temptation. It doesn't matter how hard they tried to hold on to their morals and virtues - they give in just the same. Or are they adventurers? Darers? Or reckless hedonists? Maybe. They are brave enough to soak their feet into the bog and feel the grime against their own skin. They are daring enough to pursue their wants and shock the morals and virtues of other people. Maybe.

So, they have sinned. We may call them whatever we want. But let us not cast the first stone. We are no saints and martyrs, though some of us try hard to be. We're neither brave, nor weak. We. Just. Are.