"We don’t have as much time as we think. To make life worth living, a man has to have a great cause, or a great love."

Vickie Ourso

From pain, I cannot refrain. With the choice between indecision and a path of vision, my sacrifice will suffice! Restlessly I will journey on this unknown road. Dealt an imperfect hand, all my cards I will play, for I MUST-- go all the way. Even if starving, dehydrated, bruised and beaten, heartbroken and hopeless, again and again, I will go until the very day I die!  Through thunder and fire, through razor-sharp blizzards, with blisters and numb fingers, never will I complain, no matter the pain, for glory I must ascertain! 

Will you fall to pain, will you surrender to shame, and succumb to being lame? Do you enjoy the mundane, will you feign your reign when really you are in PAIN? 

My foes will call me a “Loser,” but myself I will call a “Winner.” For I know no matter how many times I fail, compared to my haters they will always pale. Even when bested, I KNOW-- I am destined!

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My time went fast, however, although I have passed, I was not last.

I am no longer around, six feet underground. Despite lying down breathless, rotted, and decomposed, I am more alive than those breathing. Because to me alone I know, I brought nothing to the grave; for among the men in this world, with the choice between sacrifice and cardinal vice, I was the ONE who decided to be brave…

My love and my children will never forget I was born.

Tell me... will you be mourned?

For my final words, I impart this wisdom unto you:

“Die a winner, die a loser, but never DARE die… a timid dreamer…”