You Only Have One Life

You only have one life. Decide how you want to spend your days. Decide whom you shall cherish and cherish them indeed. Decide for yourself how freedom must feel. Decide what pain you will carry and which you shall not.

 

You only have one life. Your parents have theirs. Your siblings and partners. Yours is yours and can only be a part of theirs. They can only be a part of yours. Yet all is one. However you choose to relate with them I hope speaks to your innermost senses. I heard them say in the Bible that perfect love casts out fear. And Walt Whitman said dismiss whatever insults your soul. Nina Simone sang you’ve got to learn to leave the table when love’s no longer being served. You can always tell.

 

You only have one life. Your class and your name and your tribe and your country are all given to you. What shall you give yourself? What will you die knowing is yours an only yours; that no human could tamper with and no spirit could destroy?

 

How shall the earth experience your light? For you only have one life, listen.

 

You have to get out of this world to live inside it. You have to travel. By mind, by body, by truth. Be an ever flowing river kissing the lands of strangers with your virtue to know what their life is like. Leave behind the chaff that makes you heavy. The finer your waters the clearer your heart.

 

Do you know how I know I am a beautiful creature? I dance to the rhythm of my soul. Been to many hells that now bow unto me. I created God and God created me. I turned my scars into stories then they became trophies. They’re the maps on my body, signs that I have lived, that things happened.

I only have one life. I use it to heal.

 

Momento Mori.