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When I began …
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All things are connected …
All things are woven together and the common bond is sacred, and scarcely one thing is foreign to another, for they have been arranged together in their places and together make the same ordered Universe. Marcus Aurelius – Meditations
No more martyrs
You can die for a cause, but you can live for a reason.