Life is precious, life is short
And – most of all – life is uncertain
The only certainty in life is death
It is a fleeting dream of existence
A powerful illusion of consciousness
A cascading hallucination of desires
How will you honor this precarious gift?
You have received from the heavens above
From the realm of the Gods
Will you bow down before its existence?
Revell in its mysteries and desires?
And dance to the rhythm of its brilliant chaos?
Or will you deny, opine, judge, and negate
All that has been given to you
At birth
And forsake God and Life itself?
The choice is yours to make.
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