You know...
You know, you're pretty lucky to have stumbled upon this letter, this parchment made fragile by the weight it happens to carry. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Mr. Bones-in-the-ground, Dr. Ashes-in-the-wind. As far as you're concerned, having read this far, you want to know what this letter might give you. The truth is that I don't know. Who does when it comes to life? Eighty-eight years on the road and there's no looking back, so the only thing I can give is what I drove by, what I hit, and where the top rolled down and the air lifted me from my seat and made me free.
You know, at this moment, I can only think of three things, three phrases of wisdom that might benefit any (or most) individuals. Without further ado, here's my first tidbit: look to the stars and realize that you are amongst them. I used to do this as a child, but only the former. The latter came as I started what the arabs call 'Aaql, or, in short, competence. Whether we realize it or not, we dance everyday whether we like it or not. We spin with the Earth, the Earth spins with the Sun, the Sun spins with the Galaxy (or what ever other intermediate there is), and the Galaxy itself spins with it's siblings in the darkness. They keep dancing, as if they weren't being watched. They don't stop dancing, they carry on. Much like us. We are amongst the stars. Don't you dare forget it.
The second thing that comes to mind didn't hit me until I was married. Keep falling in love until someone falls with you. The idea is to never ever NOT have a muse that brings out the best in you. The one who is right for you is the one who makes you go out and do something so extraordinary that you have to upstage yourself every single day until you find yourself trying to crush coal in your hands to make a diamond for them. It's the love of your life that tells you to stop, and that their name on the Moon was enough for them to fall for you.
My last bit of advice is___________/
I am sorry, I am getting weaker, I'm afraid I do not have much time left. It's ironic, because I have plenty of