If the heart does not die, the Dao cannot be born. If desire does not perish, the Dao cannot endure. If the heart does not suffer, resolve cannot take root. If the body does not suffer, blessings and riches will not abound. You must break the old to build the new, awaken to a fresh beginning, and be reborn from the ashes like a phoenix, facing death to come alive. My scumbag dad wanted to give me a catastrophic start, but by a fluke, he really did help me find a new Great Dao. My whole life has been spent dying, or on the road to death. What can I do? If I can’t protect everything I want to protect, then of course I have to fight with all I’ve got!
