How to Live and How to Die

[john white]

Live Free

The Lambs become Lions

"HOW TO LIVE and DIE"

"Live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.
Trouble no one about his religion. Respect others in their views
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 of service to your people. Prepare a noble death song for the
day when you go over the great divide.

"Always give a word or sign of salute when meeting or passing a
friend, or even a stranger, if in a lonely place. Show respect to ALL
people, but grovel to NONE. When you rise in the morning, give
thanks for the light, for your life, for your strength. Give thanks for
your food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason to give
thanks, the fault lies in yourself.

"Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools
and robs the spirit of its vision. When your time comes to die, be not
like those whose hearts are filled with 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."

- By Tecumseh (1768-1813) Shawnee Chief

[cosmo1]

Nice, thank you for posting that; it is good to read positive stuff - a gentle nudge :)

[verndewd]

nice

[nectars]

Very cool post :cool:

[unenlightened_waffle]

Not bad but I always prefer:

F you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

Always brings a tear to my eye.

[mark1963]

Live Free

The Lambs become Lions

Very beautiful, thank you.