Just because your heart beats doesn’t mean you’re alive.
To be alive is to know what to die for, and to die is to know not what to live for. For even though we see these people, all moving, all perhaps going in some direction, they are not awake. They breathe the thick air of apathy and see the breath-taking sights of an illusion.
Not all are alive.
But those rare people, the ones who lay down their lives—those people are truly alive. Their hearts beat to the beat of destiny, and they look outside themselves for meaning and purpose.
Which one are you?