Everyone Dies, but You Are Not Everyone
Everyone dies, but
you are not everyone.
You are someone.
And when you feel drowsy,
you must not succumb to sleep,
but struggle—do you hear me? Struggle!—and
flood your vision with daylight.
Everyone dies, but
you are not everyone.
You are someone.
And when you feel weak,
you must not let your muscles relax,
but tense them—do you hear me? Tense them!—and
clench your teeth tightly together.
Everyone dies, but
you are not everyone.
You are someone.
And when your heartbeats begin to falter,
you must not lose breath,
but fill your lungs with air—do you hear me? Fill your lungs
with air!—and
fix your eyes on the sky.
Everyone dies, but
you are not everyone.
You are someone.
And when darkness appears around the corners of your
vision
you must not let go,
but look into my eyes—do you hear me? Look into my
eyes!—and
chase the darkness away.
