5/23 A Sunrise I shall Never See

Index

I. Reflection

II. Markets

Reflection

I live, I breath, I will continue to fight as long as there is breath in me. There is no quiet into the night. Only rage, rage at the dying light. As the Iliad so eloquently began: RAGE, RAGE. Do not give up the fight and do not give up the ship. As long as you go on there is always a possibility for things to get better, dreams to be achieved, and lives to be made better. You have as much duty to your fellow man as you have to yourself as you have to your ancestors that walked before you thousands of year ago. They fought for a sunrise they shall never see, even as their sun set, they chose to go on. To do what they could in the time they were afforded. Even when all hope seemed lost, our humanity and our spirit stepped forward. In the bitterness of Ice Ages, in the midst of plagues where journals were left stating if anyone is alive to read this, our spirit raged forward. Not knowing what tomorrow may bring them, they RAGED in their dying day, living in spite of death, they continued to persist. You have been handed a sword inscribed persist, forged in the blood of the bravest ancestors who looked death in the eye and said “it may not be me, but it will be my sons and daughters.”

Your duty is known, so why do you sit and sulk on days where life seems hard as death waits and hopes for you? I will take my sword and utter with my breath “good, I feel my life coursing through me. Whatever death brings, I will meet it in kind by tenfold.”

I will not flinch at its sight, nor weep for my end, I will only RAGE by persisting to my last breath and I will meet death in all my glory knowing I have secured another sunrise I can no longer see in my fading eye. My own life shall be a glorious testament to what humanity is, was and shall be, and it shall be etched in my stone:

“so that others could live, I give my breath for a sunrise I shall never see. RAGE into the Sunset.”