It makes no sense to give up what makes me come alive:
love,
understanding for others,
openness to what is,
acceptance,
tolerance,
peace within…
…just so I can avoid the risk of dying.
Death is guaranteed.
Living is not.
I choose living while I can.
And death will happen right on time (as it always does).
I am a fleeting eddy.
I am always in perfect health AND I will die someday.