Some say that a good death makes a man, but a good death does not come in the moment, how does one live a deep life, that when death comes, the depth of it may be seen.
There is so often evil in grand things, is there light in the deepest shadow?
The clear answer must be no, but that is refusing the whole, how does one live deeply, so that they may die well?
To see beauty in the core of existence -but what is beauty- as harmonies and interconnection arises, patterns of symmetry manifest, what is beauty -and a good death?- but what dies and what is deep life itself, in chains of karma or in nobility.
If a good death makes a man, may the two make excellence?