I will die.
In order to authentically die, you must live authentically. Some live so casually that death is not their end. They fade. They leave. Death must be an honor, not a fate.
My life will be proof in my death.
I loved my family first. I allowed them to continually conquer my heart and time. My affections were used on them and not the things my coffin refuses to contain.
The opportunities we are granted will be on our last breath. Confirming we were successful at taking them, or full of regret and bitterness.
There is no need for resolutions or bucket lists. Today is my life. I plan to make it count. God and I are the only mathematicians to this equation.
Our life is amplified by our death.
If an artist wants to make money, they best thing they can do is die. (Jackson, Shakur, Leonardo, Twain, Lewis, etc.)
I am not particularly excited for death. I am not morbid. But if I have to go through it, I’ll make my life worth it.
Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 1:26 PM UTC
I will die.
In order to authentically die, you must live authentically. Some live so casually that death is not their end. They fade. They leave. Death must be an honor, not a fate.
My life will be proof in my death.
I loved my family first. I allowed them to continually conquer my heart and time. My affections were used on them and not the things my coffin refuses to contain.
The opportunities we are granted will be on our last breath. Confirming we were successful at taking them, or full of regret and bitterness.
There is no need for resolutions or bucket lists. Today is my life. I plan to make it count. God and I are the only mathematicians to this equation.
Our life is amplified by our death.
If an artist wants to make money, they best thing they can do is die. (Jackson, Shakur, Leonardo, Twain, Lewis, etc.)
I am not particularly excited for death. I am not morbid. But if I have to go through it, I’ll make my life worth it.
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