The Face of Death and a Single Life
What we forget is almost certainly what we will regret. The lessons of the past cannot leave us. Everything exists in a cycle -- and to ignore this truth is subhuman. Do not forget those who have turned you to who you are. The good and the bad. Those who forgot you. Those who did not choose you. Those who rejected you for something better will soon come to realize your strength and how your influence upon life is far greater than could have ever imagined.
A message to those who use others for self-indulgence or self-importance: they all will soon become victims of their own selfishness. Do not toil in other's emotions or less become lost in spirit in wandering a wasteland searching for meaning -- unable to understand the love of others. To be cast aside and written off is the best motivation anyone could ask for. For it can only fortify one's own emotional structure. Only the walls that have withstood the heat of battle can truly deem itself worthy; hang in the pocket; weather the storm; keep moving, for the story does not end. It is the beginning. The part of the story where legend begins.
Old souls remember the darkest moments and the times that truly define their character. We see true achievement. Greatness is not an entitlement but a testament of overcoming. We will always be tested. It's a matter of remembering.
The cause. The end. The passion.
Not everyone is privileged to understand this. You are special and possess a gift that few will take the courage to seek out and pursue. The only guarantee is that tomorrow is not guaranteed. In the face of death and a single life, nothing else can compare in importance, except meaning. Meaning to one's true life and true calling -- where want and need become the same. Just as the Moon is set to light the darkness, we are in balance. We are tasked to understand where that balance lies.