"Plans rarely survive contact with the enemy. At some point in life, every man must stand for something—must have faith in something greater than himself. He must believe, in some way, that he can defy the void and outlast oblivion. This is why religion holds meaning; why the idea of God will never die. Technology continues to propel us forward, forging new paths, extending our reach beyond what was once thought impossible.

  In many ways, every man is both a god and a devil—possessing the power to create and destroy. The things we call memories become miniature heavens, abstractions of the past that persist long after we are gone. They endure through the lives we have touched, through the ripples of our actions, shaping the world beyond our own existence.

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  And this, then, is the proof that life—every life—holds weight. That we are something more than dust, more than fleeting moments lost to time. Life itself has meaning, even if that meaning has yet to be shaped by something greater. It does not require religion, nor the decree of fate—it is forged in the choices we make. In the will to carve our own path, to claim our existence as more than mere coincidence.

  We are not echoes. We are architects."

  - Martin Gravesend