We all know:  A door shuts, another opens.  Death, then life.  And when we give birth to our dreams/aspirations, do we kill our humanity/compassion?  Our ethics/kindness?  Something must die, and we’ve seen those that choose this route.

I like those things, so instead I choose to kill off my complacency/ignorance, my cravings/self-deceptions.

The latter is, in my opinion, a fairer trade.