bravado and its source

does bravado have a life span?

did it ever have a beginning

like almost everything else?

bravado seems to be a life trait

from some extra sensory gene-pool.

something from another planet of existence

that escaped onto our world,

but only in very specific people.

does it come to be manifest,

and did it ever have a philosophy birth it?

no, apparently not.

it would take up whatever in form.

it would never be formally seen,

as if to ever cast a shadow of doubt.

it defies logic and out-scopes 

the need for surrender as a means.

it lives the life of spirit

yet inwardly dwells in some,

as if the embodiment of their being.

either they are present on a bigger stage

than anyone nearby notices

or there is more at stake 

specifically for them

then anyone else can imagine 

in the moment.

they may overplay the ambience 

of the setting.

they may exude.

they may have a display 

of a poundage of courage

as in betting the house 

on this moment's claim.

the air of presence is filled 

with an unclaimed density

there is somehow more at stake

then is clearly identified.

there is a manifesto of myopia,

yet publicly ingestible.

how is that done?

an endless moment of truth 

coming to the fore.

who wouldn't give an eyetooth 

for a trait like that?

well if it is pride based,

I supposed we all would ponder its worth.

if it's self-induced swagger,

then it's a walk-away situation every time.

I know I could appreciate the zeal

if it's innocence-based at the outset.

damn.

and I have had so much appreciation

for basking in its presence 

and pondering . . .