A good death
Things Fall Apart
Come to think of it, that terrifies me too.
- Eat as well as you can afford to. We are highly-evolved apex predators; eat like one to the greatest extent possible. That means protein and fat should be the cornerstones of your diet.
- Get your ass moving. Sprints are good; weights are better. I'm no underwear model, but it's safe to say that after tossing out seven years' worth of cardio-bunny/light-weight training and going wholeheartedly into lifting heavy s*** and martial arts, I look pretty good.
- Rest. Sleep right- at least 8 hours a day if you can, no less than 6 if you can't.
- Indulge in wine, women, and song (within reason). Seriously. Red wine is really good for you. Loose women, maybe not so much, but sex and love are vital- just ask her. And as for song... well, see the clip at the bottom of this post (dltaylor81, this means you).
- Keep your mind strong and active. If you can read, then read as much as possible. If you're old and you can't, use audiobooks or keep your mind sharp through conversation.
- Avoid trauma. If you've injured something while lifting or running, take a day or two to rest it. This is, I readily admit, a big problem for me. I probably have mild, undiagnosed OCD; I hate skipping workouts. Most people will come up with exercises not to exercise; I'll come up with excuses not to not exercise. The fact remains, though, that you need to take care of your body to the greatest extent possible.
So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, 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 its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide. Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none. When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision. When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the 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.