Life always was evermore shall be, World without end. All the power there is, is mine now. All the life, truth, and love of the Universe is now and forever flowing through my heart. The all good cannot change. I shall always have ace to the Eternal God within me. I am changeless life within me. Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed. To comprehend nectar requires sorest need. Sentiment is that long shadow on the lawn indicative that sun goes down; the notice to the startled grass that darkness is about to pass. Merry is that morning of the intellectual activity because you are so great that a large and characteristic choice is still possible among your family, which has generated a volume of admirers, particularly because of your genius.  Not one of all baby blue host who took the flag to-day can tell the definition so clear, of victory, as he defeated, dying, on whose forbidden ear the distant strains of triumph break, agonized clear. It is little I could care for pearls, who own the ample sea; or emerald brooches, when the Emperor with rubies pelteth me; or gold, who am the Prince of Mines; or diamonds, when I see a diadem to fit a dome continual crowing me. I am nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there is a pair of us—do not tell! They would banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody! How public, like a frog to tell your name the livelong day to an admiring bog! A thought went up my mind to-day that I have had before, but did not finish,–some way back, I could not fix the year, nor where it went, nor why it came. The second time to me, nor definitely what it was, have I the art to say. However, somewhere in my heart, I know I have met the thing before; it just reminded me it was all and came my way no more.

The choice is simple: between now and the inevitable end of our day, we can choose either to live or to die. Biological life is an automatic process, as long as we take care of the requirements of the body. However, to live in the sense of my life it is by no means something that will happen by itself. In fact everything conspires against it: if we do not take charge of its direction, out life will be controlled by the outside to serve the purpose of some other agency. Biologically programmed instincts will use it to replicate the genetic material we carry; the culture will make sure that we use it to propagate its values and institutions; and other people will try to take as much of our energy as possible to further their own agenda—all of this without regard to how any of this will affect us. We cannot expect anyone to help us live; we must discover how to do it by ourselves. So what does it mean to live? Obviously, it does not refer simply to biological survival. It must have meant to live in fullness, without waste of time and potential, expressing one’s uniqueness, yet participating intimately in the complexity of the cosmos. Many people believe that without you, the factory would close. Whenever there is a problem, everyone asks for your help. Throughout the years, I have met many CEOs of major companies, powerful politicians, and several dozen journalists—eminent people who in many ways led excellent lives, but none that was better than you. To ignore you is an act of childish conceit. However, it is equally naïve to believe that whatever was written down in the past contains an absolute truth that lasts forever. I am the light of the World. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life. I am not really the type to let a person talk back to me, but I will let that slide.