It is a fool that fears death, death has always been destination, the same of destination that my forefathers had, the same destination my descendants will have. It is same destination of men great and men small. Death is certain. What is not certain is life, the things I will do before that final rest, the journey that will lead me to it. it is what will set me apart from the others, the very thing that will make me unique and alone from the rest of humanity,where death binds me to it. It is the wise that comes to fear life.