Life is but a vapor
So be the source of your own ignition
Be the match
And the fuel
Be untamed
Find your home
Be an explorer and dig for buried treasures
In your soul
Make every fucking moment sacred
Piss on your p’s and q’s
Consecrate your irreverence
Find your holy places
Make sure to look above tree line
That’s where I have found most of mine
Get lost in the wilderness
Drink water from your boots
Dance with ecstasy in the rain
Work at being your best
Work out your neurosis
Work to become a master ninja
Just don’t work yourself to the bone
Take your opportunities
But leave some for your friends
Don’t regret telling them everything
That you have ever wanted
Before you finally lie down
Laugh at every chance possible
Laugh in the face of death
Laugh at the absurdity of it all
Be everything you have ever wanted
And whosoever’s name was not found
In the book of life,
Was probably too busy
Living one, to ever bother
To write it down.
Leave No Trace
The Tigress Awakens 
Wow, I’ve loved this poem.
Life is a paradox, birth a part of death but we are So afraid of dying spending most of our lives avoiding to die that we forget living(laugh at the absurdity) .
We miss the small moments(to laugh), we forget to imagine (to look above the trees)
We should persist, specialize and travel within to find the inexhaustible supply.
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