So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours.
Love your life. Perfect your life. Beautify all things in your life.
Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide. Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none.
When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself.
Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.
When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.
It all started with this animation/short film by Bradley Bell:
In which he interpreted “The Laughing Heart”, a poem written by Charles Bukowski, and spoken by Tom Waits. This should have been an easy cut-and-paste video/text post on my Tumblr, where I usually store quick-strike things of interest and inspirational value. But part of the being of what has been a product of a Poetry class back in my Undergrad/University days just couldn’t let it go and be done with. The textual format just didn’t have a resounding echo to me as it should.
Very random. surfing the net for new FPS games, and just happened to be a little poetic at the time. here goes…
guys play games on a PS2, XBOX, or PC
girls play games with guys
… I need a little bit of help to finish this masterpiece. Add on to it.