Live your life that the of death can never enter your heart.
Trouble no one about his religion.
Respect others in their views 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 of service to your people.
Prepare a noble death song for the daydream when you go over the great divide.
Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, or even a stranger, if in a lonely place.
Show respect to all people, but grovel to none.
When you rise in the morning, give thanks for the light, for your life, for your strength.
Give thanks for your food and for the joy of living.
If you see no reason to give thanks, the fault lies in yourself.
Touch not the poisonous firewater that makes wise ones turn to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.
When your time comes 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.
My minds been wondering all day, too much. I’m usually always day dreaming and thinking about tons of shit. But since I’ve been home it’s been non stop too. It’s not too bad because it’s not giving me anxiety, I guess because they’re not bad thoughts. So idk, but I can’t make it stop or distract myself.