Life and death are inevitable
And have always been—
Why race death when you can live
Until you eventually die?
You are the master of the soul;
Not the reverse—
Why force the soul to have ultimatums
When you are in charge?
You may not be God, but are his creation;
Endowed with choices—
Even in moments of instinct, you have choices;
To do are not to do.
The liturgy of life is not a scripted manifest;
It’s an inherent—chosen—ritual.
Life’s ritual is a chosen sacrament based on choices
To do are not to do.
Yes, life can be a somnolent, guilty experience;
Or it can be a wide awaked, glorious adventure:
The choice is yours.
Let not Shakespeare confuse you—to be or not to be
Is not a question—it’s a choice!
God chose you to be within your glorious timed time!
Dare you should challenge The Time Master!
Let your life’s struggle be a testament of hope
That the unknown less unfortunate may come to know
It is in living that we conquer—not in death!script