More important than what you die for is what you live for. It is not meant for us to choose the way we die, which is why most of us don't, and won't; but the way we live is ours to choose.
Every breath is an artful stroke, every death the final signature on a masterpiece, and whether we are the painters, or God, is inscrutable, irrelevant.
Maybe better than what we accomplish is what we intend, what we dream, and who we inspire.
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. . . For the Reader's Edification: I am not any kind of expert, on anything. All my opinions, beliefs, theories, etc. are based solely on exclusive worldviews and experiences. I do not, in any way, shape, or form, purport to appeal to anyone but myself. I accept that every argument I make is based on assumptions, whether derived from what I've read or thought I read, and that my credibility is entirely self-percieved . . .
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