"If at the end of my life, the only thing I've accomplished is a comfortable life, than my days have been wasted.
If at the end of my life, the only thing that I fought for is my own name, than my days have been wasted.
If at the end of my life, the only thing I've cared about is my own care, than my days have been wasted.
If at the end of my life, the only thing I've stood up for is my own reputation, than my days have been wasted.
If at the end of my life, the only thing I've traded is works for rewards, than my days have been wasted.
May we not go to the grave quietly
May we not make refuse of the gifts we've been given.
May we never chase the shiny in place of the holy, the trend instead of the truth, the immediate instead of the eternal.
Arrive empty to the grave, having given all you were given, stewarded all you were tasked.
Give the grave only bones."
Love.
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