Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

–  “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night” by  Dylan Thomas

It’s 12  : 00 PM on day 1255 of my journey towards independence and I’ve managed to  brush my teeth, pray,  read Nehemiah 12, publish my Disability of the Day feature,  feed myself bread with egg for breakfast,   promote my Eradicate AIDS campaign – nobody donated so far today but Anonymous made a $20 donation yesterday   (thanks again Anonymous   ) which brings my total raised to $335.81 I am SO GRATEFUL for the support that people have shown me  – practice sitting up straight to strengthen my core muscles, stretch my hamstrings and listen to music.

Yesterday I watched Existential Bummer the video is basically about how we should live and love to the fullest in spite of the fact that in the end we’ll lose everything even our lives it’s a morbid yet strangely inspiring video. Watch Existential Bummer below: